WASH MY EYES

OK! everyday i wake up maybe just a tad bit later than i had planned to.and then i starts,that mission of finding what clothes best suit my mood for the day.mind you no matter what my mood is i plan to look dashing the moment i step out my place...i take care in styling my hair just right,if its a makeup day which is 80% of the time for me,i make sure my eyebrows are the same legnth etc.my lips are the perfect nude shade.my nose isnt shining excessively..i make sure im wearing the proper shoes for that particular outfit(i make my shoes work for me as theye are currently limited)..and then as my friend Philile Nzimande and my lil sister Zanele would do...i patiently wait for that little glimmer of sunshine should it be a cloudy day,i dont have to worry much about sunshine seeing as Durban is constantly flirting with the sun...i have my babie to acompany me..a pair of aviators from spitz..oh and how stunning i am when i have those angels on,so stunning in fact im well aware of the fact that it makes me sexy and intimidating at the same time,,,so call them my 'shoowies' they automaticaly shoo men away like little birds.and there I am.walking to school,looking gorgeous..in zulu i qualify as the person OKUGHEZA AMEHLO! (washing your eyes:direct translationngimuhle nje plain and simple...this is what most girls do,the guys benefit from this.they get to see beautifull women everyday looking like the just walked out of heaven.and what do we get.thinake the woman.why is it that we barely get to see handsome guys? i mean i could count the number of handsome guys iv seen this week,if i exclude my boyfriend (brownie points) its not more than three,you cant count the ones on tv..angisho ukuthi amadoda mabi in that way but they dont carry themselves in such a manner that sibone nje that 'oh my...what a guy',lapho we women are our thousands,i maen guys even the most not so pretty girl is hot nowadays,whats holding you men back...what im tryng ti say is...I WASH YOUR  EYES...HELLO PLEASE DO ME A FAVOUR AND WASH MINE TOO!.and this does not mean i want you or you want me.everybody likes looking at pretty things

almost there

PHEW!!! !take it a sign of relief...for what u might be thinking.well im finaly in my last year of tertiary, after a looooooooooooooong and believe me very long time.
ive lost count of how many times iv seen the words FAIL on my academic records,more fails than passes.and only up until i realised that my younger sister who trails behind me by two years was now at the same level as me.not just that i found myself in a relationship that i wanted to invest more of my feelings in...and i cant be a failure in someone elses eyes now(i dont care if in ur thoughts ur thinking hawu...ngomfana nje{i guess theyr good for something})another oh so frightening revelation was that i thought of the money id now flushed down the drain...my mom and dad are are in there 50's now,how dare i take for granted that priviledge of not needing financial aid,these elderly people wake up not because they want o but because they have chosent to give me what they never had,A BETTER CHANCE AT LIFE.now that was a wake up call.a tad bit late but you know...better late than never.so here i am after my wake up calls and a few more fails....at a point in my life where im happy with my self.where i know that i messed up,but everything happens for a reason,i retarded my own pace but i cant imagen my life had i done things differently.im afraid of what next year holds,but excited at the opportunities that will be presented to me.i have all the support in the worl right now...those same loving parents who still remind me how i gave them fake results,the same relationship that makes me want to strive for a better future,the same friends that wiped my tears when i failed and studied with me in a lounge without furniture(i chose to create furniture with crates...but the girls disagreed that it qualified as such),but the only thing thats changed is that all the above people are so much prettier,smarter and loving