30 October 2009


"I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn't get it. They may think they get it, but they don't. This is the sign you've been looking for. You were meant to read these words."

These are the opening lines of the blog 'I Wrote This For You'... What exactly is this blog about? Search me, because according to it, I wouldn't understand.

The basic premise of the blog is to muse about an array of issues, in a pseudo-philosophical and poetic manner. This, the blog fulfils substantially. I find the blog quite appealing in it's ability to target only one person at a time and yet by the very act of being a blog, remain public. The blog allows you to carve your own meaning because the author (who is nameless) "wrote [it] for you and only you". At any one time when reading it, the only viewpoint that matters is your own.

What I don't like about the blog is that it focuses on the 'you' figure too much. Everything seems to revolve around it. Whether it is a means to motivate readers, to make them feel special or whatever - it gets quite irritating. Especially when some of the posts are as overused or cheesy as: "Forget the air. I'll breathe you instead". I can imagine a hero saying this to his love-interest, in a romantic black-and-white talkie, while jazz music plays in the background and they then proceed to kissing passionately - on the veranda... I could even take this image further but the point is it is too common.

But the blog makes up for it - USUALLY... Try it out. See what you think. It was written for you anyway. Who am I to judge?




Let me tell you what I did to keep my DP... Something that I've never done before. Are you ready? Are you on the edge of your seat? Because I was! I WATCHED MY FAVOURITE MOVIE UPSIDE-DOWN!

"Wow... What a let-down," you think. I'm sure it is. You might have been expecting that I went bungee jumping. Or maybe I set myself on fire. But sadly, this is not "Jackass" or any of its sequels. I don't get paid millions to f*** myself up. I get paid in stitches and pain. So I gave it a pass...

Rather, I took the lame-ass, "I really don't wanna get hurt before the exams" route and watched "The Butterfly Efffect" upside-down. Obviously, it was unpleasant. It was VERY unpleasant. I felt dizzy for most of the hour; I kept on laughing because people look so different upside-down - You would swear Ashton Kutcher was never an underwear model the way he looks upside-down - and I think I fell asleep somewhere in the middle. So all in all, it was a waste of a night. I'm definitely not trying that again.

I would have loved to pull some Jackass-esque stunt. Still do... Will you be my sponsor???

Battle Of The Sexes: A One-Sided Battle?

For the review of a blog I decided to check out the battle of the sexes blog.

A first look at the blog it looked dull with the writing standing alone looking like an essay that was waiting to be read. The way that the articles was written was alright but I felt that they didn’t follow the title of the course “I write what I like, I blog what I like” however it was good effort

The name of the blog . Battle of the sexes would imply a struggle between the male and the female in order to prove a superiority a bragging rights over the other .In this blog with a name like that there is no male representation which does not correspond with the name. This means that this battle of the sexes is a one sided battle and it doesn’t serve any justice to the name.

I do however like the journalistic approach they bought to stories but it would’ve been better if there perhaps had been a description on the side of the blog on what they were all about. The writers of the blog sounded professional and got their points across and they cannot be faulted for that.

In the end battle of the sexes is an alright blog but I had the sense that they did just what had to be done as in their latest stories there are a lack of pictures but in the beginning there seemed to be more. A decent blog but could have been a touch better

Keep on walking ladies...

Well this is my tutorial for journalism and we told that we had to do something that was unique and that we have not ever done before. Took me a while to decide what I was actually going to do, after thinking about it for a while I decided to do something simple. I decided I was going to spend some quality time with most of the ladies from Walker house (up the hill), that’s the residence that I lived in since February this year. I choose to do this activity because next month when I’m done with my exams, I’m leaving Rhodes University but most sadly I’m leaving Walker. Walker had became my home from home, and all the ladies from walker starting from the warden, sub-wardens, house comm, and the other ladies in general had turned into my family. I spent time in the common room with the ladies, just watching tv and talking forever with our never-ending conversations. I did not learn much from spending time with the ladies but I realised that I’m going to miss this part of my life very dearly but I’ve got to go and spread my wings. So sugarhoney says to all the walker ladies, Thank you for everything that we’ve been through, all the good fun times we had and also all the little arguments we had will be missed. And wherever I’ll be, I’ll make sure that I will keep on walking (**,).

Disturbing The Peace

The Scene : High Street


Objects: Vuvuzela!!!

Objective: Disturb The Peace

Reason : Preservation of the DP (Eish!!!)

I decided on this mission because at the time it seemed to be the most daring because who knows what could happen anything could have happened

I did this on a Monday Night very sober and sombre quit cold and decided that i would disturb Grahamstown on the sides where i could run if sh*t hit the fan.

30 seconds began i started blowing my instrument i went on for a while and while i was on 23 seconds i heard a door unlocking and the next thing that happened was....

Though the mission was objectively accomplished after my sprint i had an adrenalin rush, and it actually felt good to feel the rush of danger

So to my objective it was still

What is yellow about that?

What is yellow about that?

The Yellow Brick Rhode is a very dull and boring blog post that I came across to. Firstly I was disappointed because I was expecting something WOW and extraordinary since the name Yellow Brick Rhode sounded very unique to me. The blog has four creators who have contributed to the blog, but not everyone has contributed equally because the blog has only got nineteen posts on it. One contributor has contributed more than the others. The yellow brick Rhode’s mission statement was that they write about any news locally and internationally to keep their followers up to date. To my disappointment once again I realised that did not have one single internationally article, but all they articles were locally based. The template of the blog also does not do them any justice, they chose brown wall paper with little flower decorations, the creators themselves did not even spend a single second on updating their personal profiles and I see that as another big downfall. Some of the posts that they have written about are interesting (but not that interesting) and the other posts are just so-so. I feel as if this blog was not well taken care of, the creators did not spend adequate time on the blog. This blog could have great potential if every contributed fairly and took the time and initiative to add some articles and a little more photos to liven the blog. This blog needs its creators to be more attentive.

27 October 2009

The Legend Of The Fall Offs

Busta Rhymes
Legend Of The Fall Offs
The Big Bang 2006

The song is about the world of Entertainers and how they can be made and broken in an instant which makes one consider is the pursuit of being an entertainer a worthless ambition?

The song begins with a heart beating and the sounds of a grave being dug open. The voice of entertainment's grim reaper is heard, then the vocals begin (Do you ever think?/what life would be?/where you will go?/after you die)

Vanilla Ice,MC Hammer, Mr T,Mike Tyson,Shabba,Bobby Brown all these people were once adored by their fans,people used to actually go in crowds just to see them.Fast-forward to 2009 and no one but die-hard fans will even bother to ask them for an autograph or even look at them like they used to and this is the nature of entertainment(You know that time will come and nobody will check it/And everything you had is gone in the split of a second/That's when it starts hittin the fan and it gets real in this bitch/Just face the fact your shit's a wrap you gotta deal with the shit)

Imagine running from the grim reaper of fame... You know, like these people above, that the public has forgetten you for the sake of entertainment. And as the star you just keep lying to yourself as your number of friends grows smaller and you have to adjust your dreams to fit your current lot in life. (While all the people around you start to leave you in the same place/You overexert the litttle you have just to save face/You try to hide your expression from lookin worried /On what to do when your careers buried)

The dreams you had as a child begin to crumble as you are the entertainer. You remember those days when everyone gave a damn about you but now you are just a stranger in their world and it hurts.(You're only lyin to yourself it's evident in the proof/As your world continues to crumble, come to terms with the truth/You're still holdin on to them days when everything was about you/But Ni**gaz don't even remember enough to just shout you)

Is this a worthless ambition? The fact that one loses what one had; what one built - all lost in an instant! Because the greater public want to be entertained. The fact that an entertainer can experience extreme wealth and extreme poverty in one lifetime is mind boggling...


Reader you can decide...

The song ends with the grim reaper catching the entertainer(Busta Rhymes) and then saying how he is there to lay the entertainer to rest. Sounds of the entertainer falling in the casket and the lid being sealed proceed then the song ends with the sound of the grim reaper burying the entertainer alive.The entertainer's pleas and screams for the casket to be opened are ignored while the digging continues accompanied by the heavy breathing of entertainment's grim reaper... And the song fades out...