MUSIC: Blast From The Past

Lips Of An Angel - Hinder

Honey why you calling me so late?

It's kinda hard to talk right now.

Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?

I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud

Well, my girl's in the next room

Sometimes I wish she was you

I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name

It sounds so sweet

Coming from the lips of an angel

Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight

And, yes, I've dreamt of you too

And does he know you're talking to me

Will it start a fight

No I don't think she has a clue

Well my girl's in the next room

Sometimes I wish she was you

I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name

It sounds so sweet

Coming from the lips of an angel

Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name

It sounds so sweet

Coming from the lips of an angel

Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

Honey why you calling me so late?

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WRITING: The End Of The Beginning

Hello there. Before I get into today's post, I thought I'd let you know it's not as serious as the title implies. Truth be told, I couldn't think of a better title so we'll just have to stick with this one. Don't worry, I'll make up for the serious title with my attempts at humour.

This post was inspired by my stay here in North Cyprus for summer. I know, we still have a few more months ahead of us. Summer is not yet over. Last summer, I went home for holiday. During the months of June and July, my country is at it's coldest. August, is more or less windy and it starts to get heated up in September. Anyway, this summer, I spent one month of my holiday here in North Cyprus. I think I have mention that I'm a student here.

Where shall I begin? I'll  start with the weather. God Lord!!!! This summer has been crazy hot. My body hasn't experienced such temperatures before, lol. I like to think Africa is hot but my beloved Zambia doesn't get to such heights. I'll be leaving in about two weeks time so I'm not going to experience summer's full wrath. I'll get to cool off back home :) Yay me! All in all, this holiday was something. Something's an understatement, I'd say it's been a different experience for me.

Life is meant to be lived. When you live life, you enjoy it and make memories! Yes, I have made my summer memories. On the note of living life, here's a post I did on the difference of living and existing. Click on the link and have a look if you may have missed it, http://osinop95.blogspot.com/2014/02/writing-are-you-living-or-existing.html

Until my next post, happy summer and don't forget to make those memories! 

WRITING: The Bigger Picture

Have you ever wondered what your bigger picture is? Ever imagined where you be in five or maybe ten years’ time? I have but it’s not something I like to think about too often. Sadly enough for me, I got a reminder this morning whilst having a little chat on Facebook. 
So, I was chatting with a friend who has this project going on. I'll put a link to it at the end of this post. So, he got asked to write a little about himself for a magazine and I got to read what he had to say. Here’s a little looksee of how our conversation went.

“Ayt, holla back at me a.s.a.p. Umm, it’s an article I was asked to do for some organization. The y picked me as a role model for 2014 because of the work I am doing with ‘I'm An African’ so they wanted me to write something.  I’m not much of a writer, more of the executor so had to talk to someone I know wouldn't let me down.”

“Lol. Right. That’s great though. Good for you!” -----Me

“Lol I guess so. Guess now life has meaning. Before I just used to wake up go around look at girls, lol, and create memories but life had no real meaning…now that I am heading towards my goals, everything makes sense…It’s like writing an exam question and the right answer finally comes out… Do you have the same feeling?”

*Long pause on my part*

“Lol. Wow. Sadly, I'm still yet to find the answer to the exam question. Right now I'm just taking life as each day comes. I wish there was something I could look forward to when I wake up. Alas, there is none.” -----Me

Yes, I did just use alas. For real though, I sometimes feel like there’s something greener on the other side. I'm yet to find out what it is. I must say, I am somewhat anxious. I'd love to have something of my own- something to call my baby…..not in the literal sense; that will come later :)

I’ll leave you with that and link to the ‘I’m An African’ project like I said before.

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