This post is levicated,
What a fantasy. I am sad it didn’t happen. I am glad it didn’t happen. It could have gone bad, it could have gone right. We can now be friends forever, for it didn’t happen. We can now love each other even more, for it didn’t happen. We can now care for each other more, for it didn’t happen. We can now help each other even more, for it didn’t happen.
We have fewer expectations from each other, for it didn’t happen. We can anger each other and make peace in a minute, for it didn’t happen. We will advise each other even more, for it didn’t happen. We don’t know the bad part of each other, for it didn’t happen. We will always be truthful to each other, for it didn’t happen. We won’t pretend to each other, for it didn’t happen.
I would like to see you happy, for it didn’t happen. I would go mad to see you paining, for it didn’t happen. I would defend you at all cost, for it didn’t happen. I still wanna talk to you, for it didn’t happen. I will call you once in a while, for it didn’t happen. I would like to see you again, for it didn’t happen. I would invite you to every function, for it didn’t happen. I will talk about you with pride and smile, for it didn’t happen. I will recommend you to anyone, for it didn’t happen. You can put me as your reference, for it didn’t happen.
I wish you all the best from the bottom of my heart, for it didn’t happen. I would scream out of happiness if I bump on you in a mall. I would call your name from a distance, for it didn’t happen. I will buy you a nice birthday present, for it didn’t happen. We will always enjoy each other’s company, for it didn’t happen. We will be more open to each other, for it didn’t happen.
I would like to meet you again, for it didn’t happen. I would like you to call me when you are in trouble, for it didn’t happen. I wish for your happiness, though I still want you to miss me. I will always be there for you, for it didn’t happen. Maybe all these good things could have happened, but they didn’t for it didn’t happen.
Please print this out and keep it in your file. Read this to whoever messes around with you and tell him I am not liking it. Whoever do you good, say thank you on my behalf.
As I told you before, men plays along so please hide your feelings for as much as you can until you are sure of what you are doing. Mutual feeling is the source of pain driven by lust, mutual understanding and behaviour is the source of happiness. They only thing visible is your beauty, not your good character.
Love you a lot, for it didn’t happen, though I so much wish it happened. Have fun and stay good.
LOL
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Biography
Just a reminder to all the nannies, security guards, teachers, etc that the soccer world cup is here and it’s about to become a thing of the past.
I understand South Africans are very concerned about their chances of progressing to the next round for they think their opponents are just too strong. Truth to be told, there was no possible way that Bafana could have got an easier draw, unless if FIFA decided to draw us against teams that didn’t qualify for the world cup like Swaziland. Even The All Whites (New Zealand) can beat us if they feel like. We are like a child who stopped growing up but still get a child treatment. Anyway, their failure still makes headlines and sells thousands of newspapers.
I wrote a biography about my life but most of the pages are blank. Its promises that I made but failed to deliver the goods. Its dreams that were never fulfilled. Its talks that ended as talks. Its fantasies that still remain fantasies.
Second page its a headline followed by one unfinished sentence and then blank all the way to the bottom. The third page doesn’t have a headline but body copy consisting of four lines. The following 30 pages are blank, with just a headline for each school grade that I attended. The following 10 pages have some interesting copy but with less logic, but the reader can be able to understand what was going on or what I was trying to achieve.
No external sources were used as references so it’s a genuine master piece from the author. No collaboration was made with anybody so its uncut and unedited version, telling it like it is. It is not life as seen on TV but real life. Its not life as read on newspapers but real life. Its not life as preached by Oprah but real life.
I don’t jump the queue like politicians. I stood there waiting for my turn. The mighty poet, busy contemplating from all sides. The biography was written, not faked.
Failures and achievers can all make a living out of their lives. Successful people can enjoy the benefits of their hard work and failures can write books, movies, and documentaries about their failures.
My pen spit dreams, ambitions, jokes, and fantasies. This blog it’s a book. This blog it’s a movie, its a comedy, its a newspaper, and its everything you can think of. It’s a testimonial. My biography.
My biography its full of mistakes that are yet to be corrected. It’s full of dreams that are yet to be achieved. It’s full of actions that are worth regretting. It’s full of actions that are worth repeating. Its full of fantasies that I cannot stop thinking about.
Most lines are not complete for I didn’t know what to write. I kept it real.
My biography will be the biggest selling biography of all time. It will be translated into all the languages. It will be performed in theatres.
This post is about my biography. A biography that is complete but not finished. Lufuno’s biography.
I understand South Africans are very concerned about their chances of progressing to the next round for they think their opponents are just too strong. Truth to be told, there was no possible way that Bafana could have got an easier draw, unless if FIFA decided to draw us against teams that didn’t qualify for the world cup like Swaziland. Even The All Whites (New Zealand) can beat us if they feel like. We are like a child who stopped growing up but still get a child treatment. Anyway, their failure still makes headlines and sells thousands of newspapers.
I wrote a biography about my life but most of the pages are blank. Its promises that I made but failed to deliver the goods. Its dreams that were never fulfilled. Its talks that ended as talks. Its fantasies that still remain fantasies.
Second page its a headline followed by one unfinished sentence and then blank all the way to the bottom. The third page doesn’t have a headline but body copy consisting of four lines. The following 30 pages are blank, with just a headline for each school grade that I attended. The following 10 pages have some interesting copy but with less logic, but the reader can be able to understand what was going on or what I was trying to achieve.
No external sources were used as references so it’s a genuine master piece from the author. No collaboration was made with anybody so its uncut and unedited version, telling it like it is. It is not life as seen on TV but real life. Its not life as read on newspapers but real life. Its not life as preached by Oprah but real life.
I don’t jump the queue like politicians. I stood there waiting for my turn. The mighty poet, busy contemplating from all sides. The biography was written, not faked.
Failures and achievers can all make a living out of their lives. Successful people can enjoy the benefits of their hard work and failures can write books, movies, and documentaries about their failures.
My pen spit dreams, ambitions, jokes, and fantasies. This blog it’s a book. This blog it’s a movie, its a comedy, its a newspaper, and its everything you can think of. It’s a testimonial. My biography.
My biography its full of mistakes that are yet to be corrected. It’s full of dreams that are yet to be achieved. It’s full of actions that are worth regretting. It’s full of actions that are worth repeating. Its full of fantasies that I cannot stop thinking about.
Most lines are not complete for I didn’t know what to write. I kept it real.
My biography will be the biggest selling biography of all time. It will be translated into all the languages. It will be performed in theatres.
This post is about my biography. A biography that is complete but not finished. Lufuno’s biography.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Birthday Poem
This is a poem of friendship
Poem of knowing one another
Poem of appreciation
Poem of mutual understanding more often
Friday was not just Friday but your birthday
So far I have only witnessed 10 months of your 27 years
Friday was the begging of another 27 years and I want to see it all.
Happy birthday to you
Poem of knowing one another
Poem of appreciation
Poem of mutual understanding more often
Friday was not just Friday but your birthday
So far I have only witnessed 10 months of your 27 years
Friday was the begging of another 27 years and I want to see it all.
Happy birthday to you
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