The call....

oh my... firstly. Bonjour my royalties...

It has been such a long time since i have updated you, things have been going astray i guess.
well im still where i was when the journey started, interning...
I feel like im stuck and i don't have a direction with my life. i feel like im not learning as much as i can and i have no offer on the table regarding my qualification.. i want to buy a sewing machine, learn to make clothes because that is what i love, i love style,certain things, certail colours, so i feel like its a calling iv pinched by back when i arrived at varsity and slowly grew into my style and certain people have actually noticed it and complimented me on it, its not fashion based, on what's the latest trend, no but its based on certain pieces and elements and re using clothes, like taking my mothers old clothes to make them more now and wear them, i love dressing up by myself, make up, putting certain looks together and mostly, i love shoping, oh my word, i love love it, love, no obsessed with buying magazines,absolutely jádore.. anywho, so finally i have decided to listen to that little voice inside my head, which wants to make clothes,loves fashion and pursue a career in it using my university degree in marketing, in God i trust, He knows the desires of my heart, starting with losing weight, i know this is a song a lot of us sing, bt i have finally decided to do it, take that leap of faith and make history..

You and I have the power to change the world into a better place, whatever dream you have, no matter how small it is, it is worthit, do it today, start now!!!!!!!

Au Revoir
* bises*

That moment!!!!!

i have worked sooo freakin hard to forget my ex who was, no is a CEO of his communications company,who leads a pretty nice life, da one i wished i could live in and never ever leave it. well somehow it ddnt go according to my plans, hence he z my ex..point is i was very very hurt at the beginning of da year and it hurt me to the core of me,i dnt think any man can ever hurt me like dat..so i have been trying for the past six months to get over it and to a certain extent it has worked,i looked on the bright side..which is..i dnt knw wat,maybe the fact that im alive,dats bright rite? well ja and only today when i was speaking to his PA who wev become somehow good friends with told me that he has my blazer dat i had forgotten at my ex'z place in December,i had even forgotten about dat too..and now i have a ball in my throat, i wanna cry because all of it its coming back in my mind and wait a minute,he got married last saturday,married!!!

the love or wateva it was he showed me,the promises he made me,telling me he has found the one in me and made me mature in 2 months and made me ready for marriage and fall for him hard despite the fact that he is not the most handsome guy on earth,duznt have the body,hez got a belly but he made me fall madly inlove with him by his respect,love and kindeness or atleast i thought,either way this pain in my heart i dnt know if i could wish him the happiness i wanted for us,someday i will though through God's help,massive help!!!!!

stay happy and blessed my royalties

if its not your day,its not!!!

please tell me you have an idea of what i am about to tell you.
so the previous weekend i was at Portshepstone for the jazz fest..
before that,the whole of last week was just anticipating on the weekend and planning it..by friday,i was at work, my plan was to get off work early,go do my lashes as in put fake lashes,get  a pair of jeans and get on the taxi so that atleast by half 3 im in Durban.,,

ayke,my royalties ngcele emsebenzini,dat wasnt hard,easy..the problem started when i needed to buy the jeans(because i had only packed one since i only have 1 fairly new) then my card decided not to work,i cudnt get the jeans so i had to go withdraw and the ATM wasnt the closest thing on earth, then i had to go do my lashes,hell began. i got ther told the sista i want to do lashes,told me to sit which was a nightmare cos i was running out of time,it was 2 already n i was in Pmb. then she comes with one packet,then usisi who had just finished doing hers with one packet it was not nice,ther wer just a few lashes so i was like no i dnt want one pack,then they told me il have to pay more for the second packet, i fought and they told me to pay atleast for the pack cos it was already opened, i said ok and i told them to shove it u knw where cos iv done lashes before and they dnt make them so thin, i left!!!
i was soo angry and eventually got to Durbs at like 4.

why im telling u this because only now,that im shit tired at work and my body aches cos i havnt had good sleep since thur, iv been drinking,dancing and smoking all weekend and my work has to suffer today, anyhu darlings, i remember that even that one and only time iv had lashes they used one pack and i liked it, now im thinking to myself, why the f*#@k dd u give that perfomance on friday for?  yes two packs would be great, but one would have been fairly enough, oh well the next best  thing now would be to never ever go to that salon and look on the bright side, now that i have a a pack with me,next time i decide to do lashes il bring it too, problem solved!!

the everyday life hey..

the brother from another mother....

As i was walking at the mall after work, tired having had a long day n in a rush to get my hair done because i am going to the jazz festival so i must look the part..anyhu im walking ke rushing towards the taxis,ooh public transport,LORD I NEED A CAR!!! i see this white guy,i am coming towards him,he is looking at me, i look directly at his eyes,dats my secret,dats how i maintain control when im talking with sum1,men especially.. i come closer to the guy,still in dat staring in the eyes position, just as when i am about to pass him, mind u in my mind i have polished my English, im practising my twang,lol.. then the guy greets me and ofcorse i say 'hey''and continue to pass, and then my mind registers, wat did the guy say to me?..aybo i must have heard wrong,i turn towards him,look around,searching for a rural zulu man who said to me 'sawubona nkosazane emhlophe'..i look at him and he has the cutest smug on his face, the look that says,jep it was me, i speak fluent zulu like that..to my shock, i say to him,are you...? n he says lol ehhe imina, im like unjani,he says ngyaphila wena unjan, now in amazement and being smittered by this i say,ngyaphila and off i went,kept looking back at him to make sure im not halucinating,and came the taxi n off i went..
to myself after that i thought dat was just one of those cool random things that one experiences,its cool for me simply because we always speak English to our fellow white counterparts and complain that they dnt put the effort to learn our languages,honestly i was smittered by da white guy and daydreamed about him being my husband all the way home, thanx mr Zulu speaking white man, my ride was pleasant due to my wild mind...

au revoir!
xoxo: sane

Finally my royalties we get to be together in the wolrd of the written word. this has been my long dream and finally its done, i have a blog!
This is a place where i will share with you my experiences,my thoughts ,dreams, funny moments, and anything and everything in between. this is a platform where we will laugh together, cry if need be, its basically going to be a family of sistahood and all our daily experiences and those of our fellow men, men, cnt live without them! Sistaz this will be a joyride and we will have so much fun. i am your host,your sista,your gal,friend and your chat buddy. Come now let us embark in this journey and comfort each other, inform each other and just raise awareness on certain relevant issues as well...... Royalties! im Sane,let the circle of sistahood begin,welcome to the blog of young, aspiring, strong, fashion forward and FABULOUS sistaz......

WELCOME TO MY WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!