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I’m very happy to join the bloggers, and share my frustration about the Vuvuzela complaints.

Phewwwww. What’s wrong with these people? It’s amusing how the Vuvuzela has become the main topic and worry about South Africa, and not crime anymore. A good praise for a job well done seems like the last thing these people have in their mind.
Who is complaining about it? If it’s the television viewers, then I guess their TV sets have no knobs or if they are better than my one buttons to turn the volume down.  

The Vuvuzela is the sound of South African football, and for all those in South Africa. Please bafethu. Blow them even harder, because some of us want to feel home away.
Blow that Vuvuzela and let them know we are South Africa. Vuvuzela world cup 2010 here we come.

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Funny enough I was goggling about the same thing (Lamborghini), when I  came across this article  about Khanyisile Mbau on the site.

It's not funny to laugh, but this was well funny and interesting to read. You wrote that google brings up Khanyisile Mbau when you look for words like B*tch, sexy, talented, hot, stylish, drag queen, mother, gold digger, musician, SA’s Paris Hilton, millionaire...well the list goes on.

Well now you can add the word NO MONEY, NO  LAMBORGHINI, NO JOB and NO HUSBUND to the list. Trust me it comes up when you google it.

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Sorry ladies for picking this up, but its kind of hilarious to me. This is clip is extremely funny and i cant stop myself from laughing out loud. Women trying to park. Is it in their genes or what? But then again...I might be getting myself into trouble. better let you watch and decide for yourselves.

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So l have heard,that there is something called Mr Right.I started off not bothered,for l told myself he will find me. But before l knew it,3 years had passed me by so quick like a shooting star.I then felt sad,l still do because l still haven't found him.Three after my natural method,l thought l should make it happen,you know,like go out there and look for him. about three times l thought l had found him, but l was eventually proved wrong. Now l am sick and tired of looking, l've just given up. I will be turning the big 30 next year and l'm afraid l believe there is no Mr Right out there for me.

I know you might be thinking,l am the one with issues, either l am too ugly,too controlling,boring,blah blah blah. But l'm going to let you bethe judge of that. The public were asked how much they will rate me out of 10, (in terms of being attractive/pretty) and the average was a 7. So l'm not bad am l? I asked a few of my very trusted friends if l and,if l was too boring or if l talked too much.They said l was anything but boring,they said l dodn't say much, l say just enough.And for the record everyone who knows me thinks l'm very funny, even all of my ex-es.What is it then, l'm not dumb,l got 7 GCSEs, had a diploma at college,and BA Hons in Media. I've got a very good job as an audio editor, and l earn just enough to live a normal life. I'm very independent.I like to believe that l am very thoughtful,spontaneous,loving, caring,kind,ambitious,hard working,smart. So where could l have gone wrong?

Let me just give you an insight of my relaltionships since l was 19.
19years old-l got back with my ex -boyfriend, who l was with on and off for three years.The last time l broke up with him was because l was moving out of the country.I always loved him and l knew he did.l never doubted he loved me, but l always question our future.He was so immature,he didn't know what he wanted in life.He worked in a take away shop and l'm sure he still does.He earned money enough for rent for a shared room.He was very cute,girls always had their eyes on him, but that didn't affect me at all because l got the same attention from boys. So we both understood, although sometimes he got insecure, he always felt btter knowing l would never cheat on him. He is a regular drinker and smoker, so he would pay for rent and the rest on alcohol and smoking. He walked to work, so to him that was a big bonus, he couldn't leave that job for another one unless he could walk there or if they offered to pick him and drop him. He was so stingy, never got me anything,not flowers,chocolate or anything. He only got me some take away which he got from his work place.Valentines came and went, my birthday came and went by, but still nothing. Not even a movie, or just a cheap restuarant. Considering that l sometimes took him out for meals, movies and got him some gifts, l think he was very stingy. The love making was great, he would call about three times a day, send texts saying how much he loved and cared for me, how much he missed me or couldn't wait to see me, the list goes on. One day l asked him why he loved me, he told me he loved because l was me.Huh???Whaat?Because l am me?Can somebody please shed some light for me on this one?I broke up with him.

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