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where i have been posted on October 31, 2008 - 9:45am

People I want to tell you…
People I want to share
this ka story of mine….
: There was this teacher
she called me to class
: and said my pants were too long
: but she was ok with long things
she said my hair was disorganised,
: but she said she was ok with hairy things
: She said my shirt was hanging loose
: but she was ok with things that hung loose
She asked me if i wanted to learn
: and I said no teacher
: Im tired, I do not want to write
: but she said no,
: Let me do all the work,
: you just lie there and enjoy!!
: And as I lost my mind
: the lesson I learnt was,
Virginity has no place between teacher and student

………am losing it!! posted on September 17, 2008 - 2:19pm

I really love this one ,I may not have written it but it sure touches the deepest part of my heart.
Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate,
It is that we are powerful beyond measure,
It is our light not our darkness that frightens us,
We ask ourselves,’Who am I to be brilliant,gorgeous,handsome
talented,fabulous?
Actually ,who are you not to be?
You are a child of God,
You’re playing small does not serve the world.
There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people will not feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God.
It is not just in some,it is in everyone.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our fear,our prescence automatically liberates others.
Thought I’d say thanks to everyone who has helped me accept my shine..Thanks!

One Full Night of Insomnia! posted on September 16, 2008 - 10:45am

Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock……..
The sound of the clock on the wall annoys me more with each individual stroke of time passing. Who ever thought that the sound of clock ticking could prevent me from thinking straight especially at a time like this, but then again, without the sound of the clock silence would only frustrate me more. I lay back on my pillow, propped up against the wall gazing at what I knew only too well, my room. With each gaze a new thought. With each thought a single rousing emotion. Anger! Why??? Because no matter what seems to happen in life, things will never fully turn out how you expect them to, people will never fully understand your reasons of action, trust with anyone will always be questionable and thus, you will never be fully at peace with yourself.
Some nights can be lonely when it seems like in the whole world you’re the only one awake!

3:07 AM posted on September 15, 2008 - 11:55am

I cant sleep. Who would have guessed that the smell of 15 minute old sex could prove so fucking toxic? I reek of her. The scent of our spent passion emanating from my very pores. I would kill for a shower but inspite of everything I still care about what she might think. Waking up to the sound of running water, the imprint of our melding bodies still fresh on my sheets. And I dare ask: why should I care? Am I at all fond of her in any way, shape or form? Hardly. If truth be told, shes nothing more and maybe even a little less than a paltry booty call and the sooner she realised that the better.
But still I hesitate. And I ask myself: which one is better- to tell her the truth now and risk breaking her heart or continue to lead her on and forestall that storm until I’m truly sick of pretending? The answer to that one is quite obvious: procrastination is one of my biggest vices; she can sleep well- her heart will not be broken tonight.

Induced insanity posted on September 11, 2008 - 4:35pm

“Bored? How can I be bored? I’m Danny Crane. Even the sound of my name fascinates. More, antipop. More about me?
I’d just like to say that most of us begin life suckling on a breast. If we’re lucky we end life suckling on a breast. So anybody who’s against breasts is against life itself – cheri
for a different note who ever chats can have ur yahoo or msn addresses in the comments coz i am bored as hell!! but antipop it stands!!

Awards posted on September 10, 2008 - 2:30pm

WORLD’S WORST CO-BLOGGER
CB
“Congratulations! After several years of personal and every day life postings, and a total of 1,258 years of blogging experience, we have been unable to recall anyone who pisses us off as much as you do. Frankly, we are tired of your bitching, griping, ass-kissing, sucking up, blowing us off and screwing around as we try to run away from reality.”
B2B, cheri and antipop ur awards are coming!!

During AWOL posted on September 8, 2008 - 9:19am

My lips tightly pressed against hers, her tongue in my mouth, I pulled at the edges of her panties. They were made of lace and were richly textured beneath my fingers. She lifted her hips off the mattress so I could begin their journey southwards. Breaking our kiss I leaned back and slid them down her thighs, past her legs and over her feet.
Gripping them with one hand I held them up.
“So what do you think?” she asked me with a sly grin on her face.
“Well I dont usually go for red,” I started, “but pulling them off of you…well that was a pretty narley experience.”
She laughed. Gave me a playful slap.
“Narley? Who even says that?”
“I guess now you do.” I said poking her in her side.
Tugging at my wifebeater she pulled me in for a kiss.
“Youre crazy, you know that?”
Breaking the kiss again after a few minutes I asked her,
“But why red?”
i think antipop can explain the red since she loves it!!

Proposed Beach BHH posted on September 4, 2008 - 9:34am

my compostion for the hottest blogger who will attend BHH on the beach and u cheri will be in charge of the cocktails, carlo will supply the swim suits, cb will do the public relations and baz will be in charge of the music, dee will over see the whole function, antipop will preach, chanel will be miss photographer, detamble will serve the food, dark knight in charge of sercuity other cheri will allocate them duties!!

Btn Me & x Factor!! posted on September 3, 2008 - 9:24am

Although she gave me her lips, there was no amount of convincing on my part that could get her to give me her body. Not willing to throw in the towel just yet, however, I tried to coax her by slipping a hand beneath the folds of the baggy Uganda 2006 Medical Team t-shirt she was fond of wearing every time she came over. Deftly stopping me however, she gripped my wrist and issued me with a stern “No.”. Unlike other girls who’s no’s were often “Not now’s” or “I’m tired’s” I knew from past experience that her no’s really were no’s- I removed my hand.
“So are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?” I asked her a moment later, trying to battle the confusion raging around in my head.
“It just wouldnt be the same.” she muttered.
I thought about that for a second.
“Well you wont know unless you give it a try…”
I was coaxing again, my tone playful.
“It still wouldnt be the same Lloyd. I just have too much on my mind right now.”

why i missed BHH posted on September 1, 2008 - 6:57pm

She didnt fuss, she didnt fight but instead guided me herself. As I entered her inch by inch I realised I had forgotten just how tight she was. I was going to have to take it easy with her or it was going to be over for me before it even began for her.
Easier said than done I realised as she stepped out of her jeans, I lifted her off the tiled floor and she wrapped her legs around my waist. We were both hungrier than I could have imagined and as we climbed higher and higher, it became more febrile, more manic, more urgent, more frantic. It was rough, almost primal in nature.