So who is Grandad?

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Johannesburg, Gauteng, South Africa
My personal online diary,within your very reach. All that I write here are true events! The adult years are the most vicious and strenuous, I love to embrace that. Enjoy! P.S •All entries are writing three weeks in advance. •Entries are unloaded every Fridays at 10am

Saturday, 3 December 2011




 Sup Yal,


So I’m taking this time to inform yal that….Well actually I don’t have anything to say so let’s just cut the fucken casualties. Here’s a quickie I’m finally done writing my exams and boredom has reached its peak. You know that point one reaches in their life when they feel the urge to quit, well it haunts us all every time we write exams, so was done and I experienced such trauma. I have a little strategy you see, every time I hit rock bottom I constantly remind myself of the blissful reward that awaits me….THE HOLIDAYS but in this case not just any holidays BUT the motherfucken DECEMBER holidays. The ultimate reward for my hard studies(although I’m sure I flunked science).Naturally now that I’ve overcome the ultimate obstacles in this journey known as school, I deserve a reward don’t I? Well my parents think not! They without my consent have decide to chain me to their compound and have recently (as I write actually) decided to draw up a computer schedule for me that lasts for an hour. Such bullshit dude. So basically the best thing that I do in my day is feed Buma (my voes dog).When I ask to go to a friend’s house I mother angrily responds “No, so you can go get drunk!”.Well first of all lady I never said I was gonna drink (although we all know I am) but it’s not her place to predict the future so. Well maybe I have given my parent’s reason to jail me due to me being a self atoned PARTY ANIMAL. You understand it’s even harder for me to stay in this place. SO much for a reward ey…Bullshit!

But like any other sneaky teen, I always try make a plan, you see I ask to be dropped off at school were I don’t actually go, I got have a good time with my friends as well. Most of you know this as Bunking, but whatever I make it seem cooler. Honestly my awesomeness is not appreciated in this house. I need space damit! I’m a mother fucken teenager let me do my mother fucken thang! In so doing I bring forth these emotions to those that understand meèèèFriends. Yazmin, Roxy and Roberta crazy ass bitches that somehow always got my back. Let’s start with making them familiar to us,

Yasmin,Roxy and Roberta



Yasmin


Cairo(Roxy's adorable child) and Roberta

Here are some pics taken in the heat of the moment...

Yasmin

Yasmin and Roberta

Us(especially Me) sloshed!



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Crazy hah…yeah well this is my time. I wanna be the one to tell my kids that “Boy did I have a great time back in my days” with the BIGGEST warmest grin on my face, and many memories to back my statement up!
Truth Be Told,
*Gran(^~^)Dad*