Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Our greatest strengths are our greatest weaknesses

I have numerous greatest strengths and yet greatest weaness as individual. But i think it will be proper for me to mention a few to avoid expose myself, remember my enemies and those who are jeolous of me are following me the social networks such blogspot, twitter and facebook.
It for this reason that i should be very selective, what i write here to protect myself. One of the greatest strenght and my greatest weakness, I love people and they take an advantage of being nice perosn.
My greatest strength is that I am very honest, yet it is also my greatest weakness. Now you might be thinking how on earth can someone be too honest, but the truth is it has got me into trouble plenty of times. I have no poker face so if someone asks me what my thoughts and opinions are on something I tell them the truth.

Another of my greatest strengths and weaknesses is my ability to continuously speak my mind. I am often told I call a spade a tool and that I have no tact.

Even though I know being honest is the best way, I need to know when to bite my tongue and when not to because what I say can often be hurtful and mean without me even realising.

Try out a cliche

Try out a cliche
If you dismiss things immediately if they sound like a cliche, you might be missing some good stuff.  Cliches are simply unoriginal ideas and that’s fine. There are some good ideas that have been floating around for a while.
Try this one on be grateful for what you have eye-roll, dismiss. Try it. Write down few things you’re glad about every night before you go to sleep for one week. Read all the entries each night. See what happens.  If you can’t think of things you’re grateful for, try thinking about the things you don’t want that you don’t have.
 It’s best to do right before you turn out the light to go to sleep. Consider what you usually think about as you fall asleep. An assortment of worries or concerns slights from difficult co-workers, things you need to remember. Negativity and chaos, really. If you purposefully inject the positive into your brain.
 The background without the big machine and the pain then the negative worries and concerns get bumped out. The positive isn’t fluff. Its real things in your life that you’re actually grateful for, you just tend not to notice. We tend to have a pretty tight focus on what’s wrong with our lives and ourselves for that matter. With that tight a focus, you’re really missing the big picture. Sometimes our minds need a manual focus adjustment to see the real picture. Try it out and let me know what you notice.

Try out a cliche

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Student protests disrupted class at CPUT

It was 16 May 2011 around 18:15pm when the students protests stormed communication science classroom and disrupting the session. One of the students who was almost finish presenting her topic had to stop immediately to avoid insult, No way out: Trafficking of women in Nigeria. As they were coming and singing struggle songs and dancing everyone jump from the chairs and ran for his or her safety. About 30 students protests made a point that classes did not take place as they were going class to class ensuring everybody was out of the class. But thanks GOD non of the students were injuried. 

As everybody left the building myself and Luthando, we stayed behind one student from Pasma approached explained, why they were disrupting the class and he humble apologise to us. One of the things he mentioned was fee increased for next year, residences be properly maintained, libraries stay open until12am, and more printers and computers be made available to students.

I mean the PR and Media studies were to be called off because on going strike in the campus and for the safety of students and lectures. I felt that some of their complains were genuine especially the incerase of the school fee and computer, libraries and residents. But the disruption of the class was totally unacceptable. If  the strike continue to prolong in the process innocent students and lectures would deeply hurt by outcomes of the strike. I'm calling upon the top managment and SRC to iron out their diffirence before bath of  shedding of blood occured.

Feeling follow behaviour

What is the difference between emotion, feeling, thought, and logic?  Use of any of them requires a lot of attention. Even when you are feeling something emotional your attention is directed toward that thing. The answer is that everything in life eventually results in a feeling. Even emotion results in a feeling. Emotion is unconscious thoughts about things, and thoughts are conscious thoughts about things. Thought results in feelings, so unconscious thought (emotion) is also going to result in feelings.
If you think about it that way, thought and emotion are both in part feelings, that is, to some extent you feel them right away, in addition to them resulting in feelings later on. But that still means that feelings are always the end result. Then again, thoughts might be the result of current thoughts. That is like emotion, unconscious emotional thoughts are going to result in unconscious emotional thoughts later on. Even feelings could be called unconscious thoughts, because thought is just focusing on one thing for a brief period of time.
Therefore emotion, thought and feeling are really just periods of focus on certain things. With thought you just recognize what it is that you are focusing on. With emotions you feel deeply about what you are focusing on, and with feelings you are focusing on it less. Physical stimulus also results in feelings, and then you focus on those feelings, you aren’t necessarily focused on what caused the feelings.
This fascinating topic because it influence our bad behaviour and good behaviour. If you do something wrong it impacts on your feelings, if you do something good still impacts on your feelings. I guess the above topic or statement is right, feeling do our follow behaviour other way around.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Other open toilets saga in free State

I find it very bizarre and disappointing that the same ANC who were complaining about people of Makhaza leaving without proper toilets, within a month Cape High judge Nathan Eramas ordered the DA lead government in the Western Cape that it was inhuman of people used bushes to reveal themselves than they must build enclose toilets for Mkahaza residents.   
ANC spokesman Jackson Mthembu told journalists yesterday that the party had evidence that Luthuli House didn’t know there were open toilets in Moqhaka municipality and his the party would take action. I don’t accept that unnecessary excuse and provincial government of Free State and municipality should take fully responsibility of the open toilets in Moqhaka.
A fourth night ago City Press reported about the matter on the more than 1 600 open toilets and approached him for comment and they declared.
The DA laid a complaint with the South African Human Rights Commission in September and asked for updates twice when the commission appeared before the justice portfolio committee in Parliament.
I’m card carrying of the ANC, but they keep on making silly mistakes and DA capitalise with those mistake. It for this reason ANC, we lost the Western Cape to DA government and we do not seen to learn from our own mistake. Thousands of people left the party to form COPE and other comrades joined DA, UDM etc.  We are going to Local Government election for goodness sake such thing should happened at all in the hand of our people.
I mean our own Youth League recently took the DA-led City of Cape Town council to court for leaving toilets in Makhaza unenclosed.
The DA and the ANC have since used the toilet issue to attack each other in the lead up to next Wednesday’s local government elections. When people start toyi-toyi or protest burning tyres on the road for basic service delivery and clashed with police, our government turn a blind eye accused people of being intolerant. It’s their constitutional rights to march to government departments, when the service delivery is not forth coming.       
I condemn open toilets. It’s inhumane.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

It's better to practice a little than talk a lot.

It’s better to practice a little than talk a lot.
This topic made me curious about the statistics surrounding the truth in what people say. When someone says they are going to do something, how often is that statement half-hearted and how often do we actually mean what we say?
Daily we subconsciously scan the attitudes and characteristics of people to determine whether they are just ‘blabber-mouths’ or if they really are going to do as they say. It’s a human defense mechanism, if we didn’t have it we wouldn’t worry about who to trust and who not to trust.
We generally find it easier to have confidence in people when they walk their talk. Isn’t it so that you more often than not disregard what people promise if you have no proof or experience of them  sticking to their word?
It is altogether a good thing to be human, especially when this way of judging a person’s character can bring surprises too, that is of course if they actually do end up walking their talk.
What we should strive to do is believe in people and encourage them to bring to life their words. Tell them you are excited to see them craft their thoughts and that speech into action. If that doesn’t work try reverse psychology.
Truth is, that the time it takes for you to spin a story about amazing things you are going to achieve, is directly proportional to the time it would take to practice a little toward actually reaching that goal.
If the goal you’re striving toward includes the learning of a skill or is simply defined by a trial and error process, you better get practicing.  If I was a douche-bag this line would have been replaced by a cliché saying, about practice.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Osama Bin Laden death would not resolved terrorism

I do not think Osama's death would not resolve terrorism. But on other hand i'm not supporting Osama Bin Laden killing millions of innocent people.I don't know if killing of people is a solution. I have a problem with America, they are untouchable.

I don't support Osama's actions, but that's a loss of a life. President Barack Obama told the world on Monday morning that American troops had killed Bin Laden in Pakistan. I will not be proud to announce someone's death , coming from such a charismatic leader with a Noble peace prize.

 He said America killed Iraq president Saddam Hussein, claiming he had weapons of mass destruction. Where are the weapons? Bush senior and junior are enjoying themselves.
If that had happened in Africa, we will hear of dictatorship. Even innocent people were killed in Iraq.
If it was any African president who had ordered the attack on Iraq, today they will have been hauled before the International Court in Netherlands.

Wedding cake-in the middle of the road.

The Wedding Cake in the Middle of the Road
Thando and Phumeza were a youngish couple, although they weren't as young as they were when they'd gotten engaged four years before when they were full of the hopes and dreams that a couple in their twenties has. But, in their early thirties, they still had plans for a long life ahead of them. Their love was one for the books. Their story could have been written

This was a couple very much in love but very poor. They shared a cramped apartment designed for one person. Their kitchen, a corner of their walk-in closet, was comprised of a microwave, a hot plate, and a mini fridge. They washed their dishes in the bathtub. One day at work when Dennis saw a beautiful, slightly damaged, red leather wing chair that had been set out at the curb for the trash truck, he carried it home the mile and a half on his back since his car was out of commission and he didn't have the funds to repair it.
Tight finances had prevented the couple from setting a date for their wedding. Their optimism propelled them forward. They'd talk excitedly of their plans until the reality of their situation would set in and one of them would tactfully change the subject to something more mundane such as the weather. A ceremony on the beach was one of her more extravagant wishes.
 It was a hot Friday afternoon when the couple drove in the dusty work truck, making the two-hour trip from Cape Town to Engcobo. On the way, they chatted about this and that and nothing at all.
Inside the box was a white sheet cake decorated with piping, pink roses, and a statue of a plastic bride and groom lying on its side. The cake itself had suffered a crack down the middle, a result of its fall from the back of a truck.
"Of all things to find. We can't even afford a wedding, yet here's a wedding cake just lying in the middle of the road? Phumeza couldn't help but think of their yet-to-be-realized wedding and the couple whose wedding cake would never reach its destination.
"Is this us? Are we stuck in the middle of the road like this cake? Is it a sign?" She looked at Thando, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
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