New year comes wth its blessings

The year ended probably three weeks ago but i should be forgiven because mine has just ended and tomorrow will be the 1st of january. It is not that i want to be different but I hate it when the New year starts and the feeling of disorganisation is with you throught and i was not going to let 2006 take its confusion to the next year so i postponed mine for the next three weeks and thus my new year 2moro.

Flashback
I rarely keep my resolutions with the exception of growing my afro(note how my resolutions tend to be easy) this time round i felt i should take it a step further and set out organize myself in a file format and by the time the year ended, noting had been achived and i was at the same point i started so i took my troubles to deserts of tunisia thinking a spell under the sun would do me good but ended up in a winter season with winds shaking me left right and center until i came to the conclusion that what is the worst that could happen........fellow citizens next year(2007) is promising and hopefully we will reap the rewards like...never mind!

a day at the bookies

Iam still nursing a hangover..not of alcahol but of a more addictive substance which is gambling. Iam one of those people you will meet and state that they have never lost money at the casino, ladbrokes or any betting shop for that matter yet deep down our losses are like ulcers.
I was glad to see the world cup come to an end because i had lost a fortune with the predictions, infact i once had to cut my day just as it began since a trip at the bookies left me penniless after winning a small fortune i staked all of it but this doesnot compare as much as my friend dee...he is a compulsive gambler, you know the ones that dream at night about getting lucky the next day with 'shining moonlight', who by the way is not female but happens to be a well bred stallion owned by some duke of sorts. dee's gambling antics dont end here. When the football season ended, he resorted to betting on dogs and politics and he blames it on the stress of the england, whatever happened to checking in a rehab center and gettin straight but we seem to have learnt from it, once beaten twice shy, everytime we walk past the bookies, our eyes are lowered in shame mixed with anxiousness to forget the losses we incurred with our predictions.

friendship

One of my favourite quotations is by socrates the greek philospher, "be slow to fall into friendship, but when thou art in continue to be firm and constant. friendship is simply the condition of being friends. It sounds so simple but if you look at it, its more complex than that. why is it that by the age of thirty, we barely have friends and yet we started off with so many friends we would take a whole day to name them.
It's a mystery am yet to encounter but trust me by the time i turn thirty i donot want to be a loner who later turns psychotic like your locked in a penetiary and isolated for crimes that cannot be revealed.
Do we really have to get to that? i recall growing up when everyone was my friend but by high school, cracks had started to emerge in many of them which ended in cliques that did more harm than good. You didnt care how detached you become as long as you rode the cool wave until life started like it always does, separated and broke you up in the end you couldnot trust anybody and resorted to imaginary friends like jonny that character in ed, edd and eddy cartoon series.
I see a lot of people being lonely with no one to talk too but it doesnt have to be this way, there is need to build on the friendships that are already there, they say you never know what you have until it's gone but why let it be gone? if something is special we should invest in it so that by the age of 70 we sit back and reminisce about the mischief we all got up back in the good ol' days...

about a gal

gurls......that's my favourite topic. Everyone seems to be an expert when it comes this subject, if you dont believe try google right now. Soome guy called date master will tell you how to sleep with four women in an hour. i once took advise from one of these sites after paying a subscription fee $15 a year i earned two slaps and six life long enemies, so much for the perfect advise. Not far away is my cousin peter, he is only slept with 'pamela' who happens to be his right palm, nonetheless i used to find myself listening to this loser who kept on giving me advise which worked....like once and the rest i crushed and burned but i always kept on coming back to the fool, he was like a drug or more like a 'quack doctor love'.
The funny thing is ten years later, i now claim to be a dating advisor, i have come to accept my job(read God given right) i have also come to a conclusion that we are here for a reason, to give hope to those without even if it means having some hearts crushed at least we compesate that with the big egos that will help foster because this cycle will never end.

so...

yeah...i will start postin anytime soon so look out for the diary of a pimp. peace out