Friday, March 15, 2013

Pull Me Down - Mikky Ekko

Oh I heard you were trouble
And you heard I was trouble
But your name is a wave washing over me
No games just a slave to you totally
Cause I don't care about what they say about you virgo
And you don't care about what they say about me virgo
But you know what they say about trouble

Pull me down if you want to
and I hope that you want to
Cause I want to be your man
And I wanna say it loud
You can show me where trouble goes
Tell me secrets only trouble knows
Cause you wanna be my girl
And you wanna say it loud

I want you to know that I've got your back
Even when the whole foundation seems cracked
Two punk kids up against the world
Ya trouble, there goes trouble
We could be king and queen of the moonlight
Two young lovers
and when the moods right
you hear me say 'I want you'

Pull me down if you want to
and I hope that you want to
Cause I want to be your man
And I wanna say it loud
You can show me where trouble goes
Tell me secrets only trouble knows
Cause you wanna be my girl
And you wanna say it loud
And you wanna say it loud

So pull me down if you want to
and I hope that you want to
Cause I want to be your man
And I wanna say it loud
You can show me where trouble goes
Tell me secrets only trouble knows
Cause you wanna be my girl
And you wanna say it loud
Ohhh and you want to say it loud
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Friday, March 8, 2013

Birthday.

Today is my birthday. What does that really mean to me?

On your birthday you're the most important person for a full 24 hours. Back when we were young you could basically get away with anything by just shrugging, smiling and saying, "It's my birthday." I've never really seen the appeal in all of that. I've never seen the fuss of it all. I've only ever had one birthday party and that was when I was 4. I remember waking up early on the day of my party. My mom had organised it all and my dad was in Jo'burg at the time. We'd sent invitations out weeks in advance and I liked everyone invited except for this one random guy but my mom insisted he come. I remember waiting for my mom to come home with my cake and to this day it was the best cake I've ever had. It had an F1 track on it with three cars, this was before I even knew the sport existed but I completely loved it. I was king of the castle and every person there was my minion just for the day. It felt cool. They sang to me, we took pictures, I smiled, it was good. I still have some of the pictures from that day but as the years went by, birthdays started to lose their shine. I realised it was cool and everything but I really didn't want to play host to a whole bunch of people and smile for cameras and all those things. I was cynic from an early age.

Now that I'm a double decade, what does my birthday mean to me? Well firstly I'm leaving behind my teens. I am no longer at the prime age for a boy which is 19. I can argue that I'm not 20 yet because in the writing of this, it hasn't hit 4pm and that's when I came to be. I like that as you get older, birthdays become less and less of a big deal. There are less people commenting on how old you're getting and there are less people coming up and making a spectacle of you.

My family know just how to handle it. My dad sent me an sms this morning and that was the last of it. He's getting me cake, which is my weakness, but I wont even be home to have any which is fine by me. My mom sang me a little song and that's where it ended. The rest of the family have said zilch and that's all good and proper with me. Don't get me wrong though, I'm not saying I hate people wishing me a happy birthday and stuff. I really do appreciate every single call and message I've received, many of which are still coming in, my phone's red light has been blinking all day. What I'm saying is that I don't see why we still make a big thing of an annual event that most of us will come to dread with each passing year. Many of us can truly say that we're no longer those 4 year old kids that woke up early to beat the sun before it woke just so we could take advantage of being the most special person for a day.
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Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Wonder Women.

Women are as close to superheroes as we'll ever get to as humans. They say this is a man's world. Men control the money, the market and the muck. It's all good to say that we, as men, are the big dogs. We are the Alpha Males, the big cheeses and the bees kneeses, but let's be honest, behind every man is a strong woman.

Women have this strange ability to pull out the biggest load of heroics out their asses at a moments notice. There are cases of women lifting up cars to save their children. There are women who have been the reason and also, the end of wars. They go through the whole act of childbirth and then continue on, following it up with childrearing. They also have to live with inconvenience that is menstruation but their biggest testament to their strength is that they put up with us.

We as men are a twisted bunch. Women are the driving force behind nearly everything that we do in this world. Whether we've done things to be better for them, impress them or just to piss them off. Men are probably the most simplest creatures on this planet. Even amoeba have more complexity than we do. We have two switches; amused and unamused. Give us food, sports and sex and we're sorted, take those away from us and we're defeated. We all live on the same wavelength. If I hang out with my friends, I know that we're gonna talk about food, tits and football. Women on the other hand have to be very careful with what they say around each other. A girl cant start talking about her weight if she looks like she is what God uses to floss in the morning if she's in the company of the lumpy turds God got rid of after that. They have to know how to compliment each other in a way that is genuine but also borders on disinterest. I once said a girl was "Bite-the-back-of-your-hand beautiful" and I was roasted alive by the most judgemental glares this world has ever bared witness to. You can't just come out and say what you think, there are certain rules and etiquette you must adhere to when speaking to a woman.

Being a woman in today's day and age means being able to adapt to every single situation. You've got to be able to understand the difference between the way your boyfriend speaks and how your friends do. You have to learn how to get ahead in life before you even get your first training bra. It's a harsh world out there as a woman and men, in all their simplicity, don't make it any easier. I'm glad that I'm not a woman. They must have some kind of super power to deal with these things, and a whole lot more that goes under the rug. I don't think I could handle just how frustrating the world must be in their eyes when they're already the most frustrating thing in mine.
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