<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541</id><updated>2012-01-21T23:37:26.440-08:00</updated><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>lunamystry</title><subtitle type='html'>my life my culture my beliefs ME My thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-3906624439451015537</id><published>2009-05-07T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:52:11.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PORN ON BLOGGER!!! [Tease]</title><content type='html'>I just bump into GAY!!! porn on some blogger site and I was not even warned! How could google do this. Here's the link&lt;a href="http://forthenasty.blogspot.com/"&gt; http://forthenasty.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to file some kind of complaint :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-3906624439451015537?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/3906624439451015537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=3906624439451015537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3906624439451015537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3906624439451015537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/05/porn-on-blogger-tease.html' title='PORN ON BLOGGER!!! [Tease]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-1624518513132953142</id><published>2009-05-07T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:39:43.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Help [My feelings at this time]</title><content type='html'>I can feel the world crumbling below my feet. I can see the tiles that make my life fall away to reveal the infinite abyss of emptiness. Murphy screams I told you so and I hope the tears can soften the brittle hard surface on this side of a hard place. May someone please lift this rock from me.&lt;br /&gt;U help you as much as I can and then I have to wipe your spit on my face when I ask for help. I consider you my friend and you see a tool or a fool who naively tries to see the good in all. When there is none with them at all. All want their own satisfaction everyone violently running up the mountain of their own success. Ripping pushing shoving lying to get to the top and then they throw stones at all those trying to scale and thus turn the other cheek holding a knife to stab the life out the one who slapped them only to find a gun and they both die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts at this time. Keeping with the theme of attention loving approval seeking naive boy. Wish I had nothing to worry about. Wish I had no concept of worry. Wish I had no concept of concept. Wish I had...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-1624518513132953142?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/1624518513132953142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=1624518513132953142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1624518513132953142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1624518513132953142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/05/help-my-feelings-at-this-time.html' title='Help [My feelings at this time]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-6508462842365053190</id><published>2009-04-26T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:22:21.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The Fast and the furious [At the Movies]</title><content type='html'>So Iwent to Nortgate planning on seeing the fast and the furious and I watched it and it was awesome. NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to northgate to iceskate but unfortunately I have cheap friends who don't pay R60 to fall on ice. I thus sat through part 2 ( Yes 20 of the Fast and the Furious. Not the best movie I have seen ( that would be Revolver) but it was cool. Ford mustang as always my favorite and the two stunts of lifting the car onto two wheels that Vin(or stunt double?) did were just wow I wish I could do that. The whole electronics in the cars made me love being an electrical engineering student. The use of GPS one day I will be the king of that I have so many opportunities as long as I don't let Anglo or any one (Leonard) ruin it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all I have to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-6508462842365053190?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/6508462842365053190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=6508462842365053190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6508462842365053190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6508462842365053190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/04/fast-and-furious-at-movies.html' title='The Fast and the furious [At the Movies]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-5742794565766773827</id><published>2009-04-15T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:16:59.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So how was your day?[ Bad DAY!]</title><content type='html'>Nothing seems to go right. I just can't get anything to go my way. It is just a bad day. My electronics project is falling further behind schedule, my life is seeming more and more well pointless (I need God in my life) and I just wanna sleep and escape everything in the world of dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-5742794565766773827?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/5742794565766773827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=5742794565766773827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5742794565766773827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5742794565766773827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-how-was-your-day-bad-day.html' title='So how was your day?[ Bad DAY!]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-2652425309024405613</id><published>2009-03-29T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T06:09:02.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The streets - 2[Music]</title><content type='html'>Well The Streets is not amazing but a few of his songs I listern to. Dry your eyes, Blinded by the lights, Irony of it all and don't mug yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning dry your eyes was just in my head. Good song especially after yesterday. I wanna sleep now and learn CSS, i want this ti end and I wanna go back to just a few weeks ago when everything seemed to be going so brilliantly... NO wait wan't that friday? No it was yesterday morning. WOW. how quickly life can change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to stop this self pity now and concentrate on getting a 65 for my next test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE and MUCH love TO you --Lupe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-2652425309024405613?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/2652425309024405613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=2652425309024405613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/2652425309024405613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/2652425309024405613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/03/streets-2music.html' title='The streets - 2[Music]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-3443356705493260460</id><published>2009-03-28T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:41:20.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Lost cause? [Love again]</title><content type='html'>In my quest to find love I went on my second date... okay it wa not a date it was two friends out together. I thought it was a date though and I found out today that It was in fact uhm... two friends out together. Isn't there unwritten rules against that?&amp;nbsp;Well I don't want my girlfriend if I ever get one to go around with friends on what is I don't is two friends just out and then telling the guy on the day about me because I never came up and the only reason I came up was because the guy asked. Why do girls do that?&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt even dating the girl and I was stopping my looking at other girls. I was switching off my analysing mind and focusing on her and maybe that is the problem. It is great when I have someone to actually "like" me back in that way but when I get someone who is looking for a friend to just go and I don't know what then its a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an engineer wanna be I should come up with a solution. I don't wanna give up on love I believe I can still find someone who will love me back someday and we will live as happy as can be ever after. I need a plan though. SO from now on if I like a girl... wait. I will make a list of all the things that people negleted to tell me in the past namely Do you have a boyfriend. Then I will have a two minute quiz making sure that this does not happen again. That should keep me safe. I think. If it does not work well I have a lifetime I will just refine it till it works.&amp;nbsp; I can also just become a geek get myself into the golden key or whatever and be super smart virgin who can't say a word in front of girls and live happy grumpily ever after. That could work. I am sure it must be working for some guy out there. It must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would pefer the list thing to work though. I love attention and someone to give it to me without me asking for it would just be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it maybe I desrve it. Karma and all... Gee. The lone life. Now for the list of girls who I thought were flirting with me but were not. Obviously this is for my personal relief and I will not mention their names but here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there are some women in my life who don't hurt me. Maria, Nondumiso, Nomsa, Nandi AND how could I forget Esmerelda(my desktop) Gytha (to come) and Magrat (my netbook, small cute and who doesn't like her). I should smile and enjoy what I have, everything will be alaright. &lt;br /&gt;damn longer than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the sad life that is me:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-3443356705493260460?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/3443356705493260460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=3443356705493260460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3443356705493260460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3443356705493260460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-cause-love-again.html' title='Lost cause? [Love again]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-2993185981100232052</id><published>2009-03-22T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:01:53.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>The streets [Music]</title><content type='html'>The kinda hip-hop that got me into hip-hop. Story telling hip-hop. Eminem, he used to tell great stories. I will find his album and I will listen, I just heard him for the first time now.&lt;br /&gt;Check him out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Z1kRhiPE0E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Z1kRhiPE0E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-2993185981100232052?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/2993185981100232052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=2993185981100232052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/2993185981100232052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/2993185981100232052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/03/streets.html' title='The streets [Music]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-3399193134227782773</id><published>2009-03-22T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:46:35.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It all falls down [Life sucks right now]</title><content type='html'>i have a life of cards&lt;br /&gt;Let me put that another way, my life is like a house of cards. Yeah thats what I wanna say. I keep trying to build it up up but every so often someone comes along and sneezes and it all falls down. I try again i don't mind, It is my life after all. Then I get weak hands and I make it all fall down. &lt;br /&gt;I have to start again. &lt;br /&gt;I don't mind It is my fault after all. I try to build it and it just falls down and I don't know why. It just all falls down and i have to start again and build it up. I am 21 nothing is different. i didn't expect anything to be different but things were suppose to be different. They are all the same and I try to build my life up and it keeps falling to pieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the pattern sometimes and i just decide to start again so it all comes falling and I start again. I then build the same pattern because it is a stable pattern. I see designs i like sometimes and I try to copy them but they don't fit into my design and it all comes falling down and i start again. &lt;br /&gt;I pick up all the pieces and start building my lifehouseofcards and i hope every time that the sun will shine and I will finally build my houselifeofcards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALONE I build my houseoflifecards. STILL ALONE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-3399193134227782773?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/3399193134227782773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=3399193134227782773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3399193134227782773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3399193134227782773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-all-falls-down.html' title='It all falls down [Life sucks right now]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-889307153581612852</id><published>2009-02-14T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:59:32.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Acer Aspire one</title><content type='html'>I saw my acer aspire one and I love it. It's so small and cute and I can take it anywhere and it can only run Linux well and I just love it. I will definetly be getting it soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operating system it come with though Well... basically is a shame to Linux and I think Acer should not be allowed to ship that piece of  crap. I don't care if the terminal is boring but they should have hidden it somewhere. I think what acer programmers thought was that the aspire one was going to be use for browsing the net mainly and thus people will be happy thinking it can run Firefox and they can get the full internet on that tiny little cute thing and they will not care. They also thought they would get people who are used to windows and they will like seeing something that looks like XP but has less functionality. WELL they thought wrongas that thing sucks big time and it is the reason people are sending back their linux aspire ones. It looks kinda like windows and I expect it to work like windows but it does not. I can't install any of my programs and well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANT END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-889307153581612852?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/889307153581612852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=889307153581612852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/889307153581612852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/889307153581612852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/02/acer-aspire-one.html' title='The Acer Aspire one'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-6146977447036047860</id><published>2009-02-10T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T03:44:29.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school; back to reality.</title><content type='html'>Back to reality that is University. Finally second year and finally in residence (I am an Enerst young man). Still single and no longer looking. That is all I have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-6146977447036047860?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/6146977447036047860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=6146977447036047860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6146977447036047860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6146977447036047860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-to-school-back-to-reality.html' title='Back to school; back to reality.'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-988371680909235675</id><published>2008-12-28T00:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:16:15.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Kwaito-hop</title><content type='html'>So GP gangster reckons someone said kwaito is dead. They released a song to say kwaito is not dead. I first heard the song last year and thought GP gangster was makin fun of kwaito now i'm not sure. The thing is the song is kinda like hip-hop the kind that some uh... Artists make. So they made a hip-hop song to say kwaito is not dead and try to diss hip-hop. Kwaito use to be the repetition of a phrase to a beat and now thats house and weak hip-hop is... What is hip-hop? Rhyme? Metaphor? Poetry-in-motion? AI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-988371680909235675?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/988371680909235675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=988371680909235675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/988371680909235675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/988371680909235675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/12/kwaito-hop.html' title='Kwaito-hop'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-563010981957764066</id><published>2008-12-27T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:23:58.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Lasting love</title><content type='html'>This could be considered as a continuation of the previous post. I believe in love. I would love to fall in love some day. I would like to believe that i will find someone who'll grow in love. I've fallen a few times and always get right up. I wanna grow now have it last. There's nothing in the media that gives hope in this regard. People fall in love and i heard cinderella and the prince broke up because he cheated with snowwhite nothing lasts on tv it all eventually ends on tv i wanna see a marriage that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-563010981957764066?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/563010981957764066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=563010981957764066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/563010981957764066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/563010981957764066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/12/lasting-love.html' title='Lasting love'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-7064094621173542153</id><published>2008-12-15T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:28:01.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind leading the blind</title><content type='html'>GENERATIONS! a television series with a boy who is a music star who has trouble makin his music video but gets help from his friend and they make a video... Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does a music video have to have a sexy girl in it to be good? Why can't it have a girl? Why does Mariah have to year really short clothes in her videos? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel TI says the women he likes are gonna love his money and they'll put up with him. So he can do whatever he likes as long as he buys her whatever she likes. Are all women prostitutes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil wayne... Uhm... Don't like the guy after seein an interview with him i  thought: why do i expect him to want anythin either than money? He's got a unique style not sure about his lyrics though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South African artists. Is there a video from South Africa where there are no girl in bikinis? Can't think of one right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love songs. Why doesn't anyone make love songs anymore? I remember boys to men: "...tell me your name although i know the last one, its funny that we're shaking hands! Wait a minute, i know this hand. Its the same hand, i'll hold in front of  a minister. Same hand! When you're having my son and his sister..." That was like i will commit myself for the long run. I will marry you then have children with you. I will be honoured if you call yourself by my name. No need for Mrs Carter to tell you to prospose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to be a bad person because thats easy. How about controlling yourself and being a good person. When pre-marital sex is a norm why not wait? How about dressing in a nice two piece suit? Thats sexy. Thats unique. Thats different. That stands out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blind leadin the blind. Turn to Jehovah the only hope for this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I wouldn't mind a having sex with a girl before i get married. I like independent women, i find them sexy but i'd never ask one out.  I think Bridget was defending her man and Dumsani was at fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-7064094621173542153?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/7064094621173542153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=7064094621173542153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/7064094621173542153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/7064094621173542153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/12/blind-leading-blind.html' title='Blind leading the blind'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-6085981380518558240</id><published>2008-10-24T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T07:59:37.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrepid Ibex</title><content type='html'>6days to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubuntu is coming and on that note i wish to say that according to some survey, a third of the PC's is South Africa apparently have uhmm... well illegal software. CRIMINALS!!! just ditch Microsoft and join the world of Legally free to copy distribute lend and change (as long as you tell what you changed. I think Linus Trovalds said the great thing about GPLv2 was that it states that you can take the software say linux. Make somethin  that helps you take over the world and then take over the world and then take over the world. All that the License requires is that you tell us how you changes Linux to help you take over the world... MAN THAT WAS A GROSS INTEPRETATION of what Linus said. Does not matter... UBUNTU IS COMING!!!) I am not upgrading probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I decide to use Kubuntu I will upgrade. I f I decide to use Ubuntu, I will not Upgrade. I will just use Hardy. Now that i am going to be having more work and less time to play. I need a stable version that I can trust with my life. What better version that the LongTermSupport Hardy Heron Ubuntu 8.04.1 (That is so long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;Geniet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-6085981380518558240?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/6085981380518558240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=6085981380518558240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6085981380518558240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6085981380518558240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/10/intrepid-ibex.html' title='Intrepid Ibex'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-6899305354981415501</id><published>2008-10-24T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T07:48:52.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am moving on</title><content type='html'>What does the future hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They predict that this will end soon. That the crunch will be done. I don't think so. It will go on... and on and on. They will suffer. Well we all suffer. I don't see things getting better any time in the next say... 10 years in which time this world will probably be gone. DONE BOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this right now. PHYSICS I HATE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for 5FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the pleasure of not coming to wits to abuse the internet and watch videos of squirrels on water skiis and Charpeople falling off chairs. I have however been listerning to 5FM from 6 in the morning to 8 in the evening and I miss my Mp3 player/phone/calender/gaming console/webbrowser/contact to the world/.../ I NEED A PHONE! Any way this is what I learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YFM still talks about parties way too much for my liking always broke so i can never go to any of them so they should thus stop talking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gareth Cliff is turning his show into this political thingy that I don't like. i don't like politicts because the solution is simple. Democracy has a Major flaw in that the world was flat. Now its round and maybe tommorrow it will be irregular depending on how many people believe it.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could make eveyone realise already that I am King of the world. ANYWAY! Gareth use to on 702? maybe thats why and he likes the Republicans and he does not like Churches and the is also all this political stuff happening in South Africa I guess i can't really blame the guy but still I don't like politics. Terror says Julius is a child pawn.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The days of our Mornings is possibly making a comeback!!!!! YIPPIIIEEE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sasha needs a partner (I would gladly do it). When Ian was there and they had the lunch time slot it was great I thought. Now he lacks something. He was on the Fresh drive and he seemed to be having more fun thanon his own show. HHAy angaz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grant &amp;amp; Anele well I like the show. Sometimes it feels like they rehearse it or something... They cool though.&amp;nbsp; I hope Anele wins strictly come dancing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fresh, JUST INSPIRATIONAL. Chose a field and now wants to excel in it and he is doing a great Job of it. I am hearing more kasi accents calling 5FM these days. :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Koula. Makes me wanna listen to more rock. I like Koula. Koula is cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-6899305354981415501?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/6899305354981415501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=6899305354981415501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6899305354981415501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6899305354981415501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-moving-on.html' title='I am moving on'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-629831173035411205</id><published>2008-10-24T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T07:10:33.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star</title><content type='html'>For someone... I don't even like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unattainable&lt;br /&gt;admired from afar&lt;br /&gt;beauty that illuminates a room&lt;br /&gt;few on par&lt;br /&gt;so long I have lived&lt;br /&gt;haven't found any thus far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That rhymes :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-629831173035411205?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/629831173035411205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=629831173035411205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/629831173035411205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/629831173035411205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/10/star.html' title='Star'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-8747787391609322946</id><published>2008-10-07T23:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:56:25.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engineering Open Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-8747787391609322946?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/8747787391609322946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=8747787391609322946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8747787391609322946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8747787391609322946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/10/engineering-open-day.html' title='Engineering Open Day'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-3105528604803346968</id><published>2008-09-25T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T03:46:23.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>My favorite show as a child[TV]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;TV for children these days well I don't like it. I will now note that I don't have nor ever had any pay TV of any sort)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This is my list of my favorite shows (I get goose bumps from this).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note&lt;/b&gt;: This is kids show list.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kideo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"KIDEO KIDEO KIDEO!!! do do do do do do do do do... come on and lets all go to Kideo.... KIDEO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I can't remember how it went&amp;nbsp; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I can't remeber the characters!!! Mr Chinwag (Crisp carrot yum yum yum oh what fun it is to eat...), A blue sock and some other sock, Timothy Traddle (OH whoa is me? what am I going to do?... I get a chuck in my cheek and my knees go weak. My shell gets so heavy i can hadly speak. I don't&amp;nbsp; know what to do. I haven't got a clue. I don't know what to do.), Molly Matronome. I didn't like Pedro the music man, and the lady who talked to Mr Chinwag and was like the adult of the show. Seemed grounded while we were all flying around in our imagination.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Galooby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"Galooby is a dragon, a dragon... a dragon..., Galooby is a dragon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;come along and join us... playing together... you never will be lonely as long as we're around."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I still sings a song from Galooby these days when i am sad and missing home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"one little tear drop, falling all alone... met another tear drop and told him to come home... and when they got there... huddle puddle duddle. tear drops together made a great big puddle!"&amp;nbsp; I know those are not the right words but thats what I heard when I was young and I don't know I it really goes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I think the reason I liked Galooby was that my dad was almost always at work and Galooby played with his Kids all day and comforted them when they were sad and played with their friends... ALWAYS BLAME THE DAD!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Shera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;can't remember how it went but I do remember getting all excited when she changed and lifted her sword and went: "MINA MGINGU SHIIIIRAA!!!!!". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Smurfs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Well those cute little things&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Popey Spinach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"I'm popey the sailor man, I'm popey the sailor man..."&amp;nbsp; With his strange arms that I never got and Olive Oyle. Bruto and then he married Olive and still Bruto was causing trouble. He had a son that didn't like spinach and OH GOSH!!! It was wonderfull. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pumkin Patch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"Pumpkin patch, oh oh hho hho, pumpkin patch lets go play in pumpkin patch whoa whoo!!" can't remember but I think it was in Kideo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sonic the Hedgehog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Green fast little hedgehog&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Care bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;They are on SABC1 on Saturdays but&amp;nbsp; I am not as excited as I was when I was younger.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hammer Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Talking shoes were the best!!! I'd have friend where ever I went.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain Planet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"EARTH! FIRE! WIND! WATER! HEART! GO! PLANET!. By your powers combined&amp;nbsp; I am captain planet!. Captain Planet, he's a hero, gonna take poluttion down to zero, he's the power magnified and he's fighting on the planet side... " THAT is not how the song went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;T&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;om and Jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;NO need for introduction (I can't remember it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Biker Mice from Mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;OHHHHHHH!!!!! Really, I even tried to draw these in primary.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Power Rangers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Well went on line and tried to find these last year. i don't care how dumb they are. I loved them. I remember fridays boys would be playing soccer and as soon as they came on the street would be empty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Tommy, Zack, Jason, Trini, Billy, Kimberly (I always thought she was there just to ride the Aro..), Aiyaiyai ( the robot), Zorag (or something), I knew him as the head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"AH!!!... After ten thousand years i'm free, it's time to concuer earth..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;VR troopers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I thought they were bad rip offs of power rangers but I still watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grandiser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I have bits and pieces of this. I am not evn sure about the name. (They were in an language I couldn't understand but I wached a fair amount to remember.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dennis the menace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Now I none of these are clear favorites of mine but this comes close. I loved the mischief and trouble and honesty of a little boy. There were two versions of it. There was yellow haried Dennis and Black haired Dennis. I like Yellow haired Dennis more but they were both great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yogi Bear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Brown bear that caused trouble.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Then theres some show that was on sundays in Afrikaans. I could never understand it but i watched it. The thing never said anything and i tried my best to undersatnd what they were saying I remember.(Miskin dis&amp;nbsp; hoekom ek het...Uhm.. Afrikaans so well gepass... DID I? :-}) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-3105528604803346968?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/3105528604803346968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=3105528604803346968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3105528604803346968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3105528604803346968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-favorite-show-as-childtv.html' title='My favorite show as a child[TV]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-8997140428795913745</id><published>2008-09-23T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:20:43.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mascort</title><content type='html'>I don't get it. Why do mascorts always look so crap? I can't remember ever seeing a cartoon actually look "okay" when done brought onto the human world. Is it our air or something? With Sony and Honda and a whole lot of other companies doing research on robotics, Is there no useable method to at least change the expression of the things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zakumi: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SNj4uVLgWPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PxheqKUvpsM/s1600-h/zakumi_cartoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SNj4uVLgWPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NJ_7YMkV2Ks/s320-R/zakumi_cartoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Zakumi comes to the real world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SNj4_rcSx0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/cx9YXC0xZTY/s1600-h/887158_full-lnd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SNj4_rcSx0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/qGE-wiPiFU0/s320-R/887158_full-lnd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;AND that thing was running after the dancing girls like a desert rat during mating season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SNj6PmHYKcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zgLcHnh9wsY/s1600-h/Mice+Mating.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SNj6PmHYKcI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gweq1RrPCxE/s320-R/Mice+Mating.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if South Africans are doing it. It is the media's responsibility to tell Zakumi not to run around the stage like a love sick puppy. It was dancing fine with the guys and as soon as the girls come on stage, he runs after them trying to do something (I couldn't see because for some reason the electricity went out.). OH and I couldn't really see the promised energy and what nots.&amp;nbsp; The cartoon Zakumi looks to have energy and looks exciting the earth one... AI!!! Angazi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-8997140428795913745?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/8997140428795913745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=8997140428795913745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8997140428795913745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8997140428795913745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/09/mascort.html' title='Mascort'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SNj4uVLgWPI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NJ_7YMkV2Ks/s72-Rc/zakumi_cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-4880182781124156930</id><published>2008-09-22T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T06:37:16.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes you, You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last year I had a very uhm... teenage "in love" kinda lecturer in Engineering Skills and Design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She told us this, well asked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" There is a guy lets call him Jorg. Jorg just got a job working on a ship called... Perdita. Perdita is a classical ship made completely of wood (bear with me..). Jorg's job is simple: remove all the worn pieces of wood from Perdita."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Jorg had a dream from when he a boy. To have his own ship.He thus always kept the wood he would remove from Perdita and then when he had removed all the wood that made up Perdita he Built his own ship. It was Identical to Perdita and he named it Penita."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The question now is: Is Perdita still Perdita or is Penita now Perdita? If Perdita is not Perdita anymore, when did she stop being Perdita? Humans change constantly and I can think of eating and having my cells renewed or me changing my views everyday about things. I like slender girls untill Jill, Jennifer and Jordan. I like Peach until I Thabz. When do I stop being me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can anyone then make a commitment such as mariage if you know you will not be the same tommorow? (of you change).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was one of my lectures last year as much as I can remember. No right or wrong answer think critically about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-4880182781124156930?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/4880182781124156930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=4880182781124156930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4880182781124156930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4880182781124156930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-makes-you-you.html' title='What makes you, You?'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-4400820558060769111</id><published>2008-09-17T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T03:22:35.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boitumelo</title><content type='html'>Since you asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start my Bogger blog I went to: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;www.blogger.com&lt;/a&gt; and I logged in with my google account and i created a new blog. NOW read the other blogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-4400820558060769111?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/4400820558060769111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=4400820558060769111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4400820558060769111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4400820558060769111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/09/boitumelo.html' title='Boitumelo'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-1805446150136574856</id><published>2008-09-09T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:17:35.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I predict a rise in Doom sales [taxi bugs]</title><content type='html'>Last time on this blog...&lt;br /&gt;I wrote stuff about taxis under the title: "I predict a rise in Doom sales"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i continue that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the taxi patrol wants to control us, make us take the taxi, we go take a taxi, they want us to take it where they want... HELL NO!!! It is my money and I will spend it where i see fit... Okay lets try that again.&lt;br /&gt;The taxi patrol waits there for any taxi to try and not take us...( i think I have said that already) as they wait, Whats that passing the Cosmo School over there? Where? LOOOK!!! OMG!!! It is a Bus, NO!!! Its TWO!!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;We all rejoice, we all urge everybody to take the bus even if it only for today (which was Monday) to show the patrol that we don't need them. We walk over to the bus stop, which is just across the street from where we were standing, AI!! The Taxi Patrol starts their car, goes. Try stop the bus obviously, I mean Buses. Okay uhm.. let me fast forward to the action,&lt;br /&gt;ACTION: Buses come from the bottom to us, We watch, there is really two. Smile washed away by the two patrol cars behind and passing the buses :-( The bus stops, we get on, the taxi patrol tries to get on as well to tell the driver something,&amp;nbsp; I get to a few sits back stick my head out the window, some woman was shouting that we can't be controlled by one guy, that we should stand for ourselves, She asks for a spray and I could not really see as the front was crowded with people doing something but somewhere in the commotion a spray was taken out, the patrol guy was sprayed in the eyes. He got out, then his friend or compatriot or whatever who was busy on the bus behind us (which was relatively calm from what I could see) came over and tried to uhmm... whats the word? "pontshisa"? Take the air out of the tires. We saw, warned the driver, he reversed and we were out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were coming, instruction was given that Tuesday we should all bring sprays and apparently Doom is as good as Pepper spray in fending of unwanted Taxi patrol people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-1805446150136574856?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/1805446150136574856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=1805446150136574856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1805446150136574856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1805446150136574856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-predict-rise-in-doom-sales-taxi-bugs_09.html' title='I predict a rise in Doom sales [taxi bugs]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-1014531652869923047</id><published>2008-09-09T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:14:04.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I predict a rise in Doom sales [taxi bugs]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well the other day (Monday 8 September) I was waiting for the bus as I recently started saving money on taxis by taking the bus, Buying a tag which saves me money if I take the Bus everyday for the next 30days of university.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last week Wednesday Putco(which is the name of the Bus company) uhm... put in a new route. There is now a Bus that comes to Jozi from Cosmo City (where I stay) via Beyers Naude. I guess the response must have been great this time around( apparently they had tried the route before and it didn't quet work out) because the taxi drivers on friday stopped the Beyers Naude bus (I take the Randburg one) and told the people to take taxis. They tried this again on Monday this time i guess thinking they will I don't know stop all bus activity. They delayed the bus, we started thinking it was not coming (I didn't know about the thing from friday at the time) i went to try get a taxi. Some people join me and we all waiting for a taxi. An empty taxi pulls over as they sometimes do, we get on. Once in the taxi,, Taxi patrol (which is basically like these guys in a car writen "taxi patrol" who I think have to make sure things are fine with the taxis&amp;nbsp; or something) pulls up next to us and they say we must be taken back to the taxi rank, where we would have to stand in a long line(queue) and be late... well the people would be late not me, I don't like standing in a line though so i got off the taxi, we all did (I was not the leader, but I did feel like a game of Simon says: "get off the taxi). The taxi, now empty again, goes back to the rank to get people. Taxi patrol waits for any other taxi to try and not take us to the taxi rank... IRRITATING isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-1014531652869923047?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/1014531652869923047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=1014531652869923047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1014531652869923047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1014531652869923047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-predict-rise-in-doom-sales-taxi-bugs.html' title='I predict a rise in Doom sales [taxi bugs]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-4441379283120312873</id><published>2008-08-27T00:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:41:53.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My God post</title><content type='html'>I believe there is a God and I believe his name is Jehovah.[Exodus 3:15]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bible and science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Men have also changed their views relative to the shape of the earth. "Voyages of discovery," explains &lt;i&gt;The World Book Encyclopedia,&lt;/i&gt; "showed that the world was round, not flat as most people had believed." But the Bible was correct all along! More than 2,000 years before those voyages, the Bible said at [Isaiah 40:22]: "There is One who is dwelling above the &lt;i&gt;circle&lt;/i&gt; of the earth," or as other translations say, "the &lt;i&gt;globe&lt;/i&gt; of the earth" (&lt;i&gt;Douay&lt;/i&gt;), "the &lt;i&gt;round&lt;/i&gt; earth." (&lt;i&gt;Moffatt&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foretells the future. We are living in this future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Surely, we are seeing the fulfillment of this now! But the Bible also foretells for "the final age of this world" these things: "Nation will rise against nation and kingdom against kingdom, and there will be food shortages." In addition, "there will be great earthquakes, and in one place after another pestilences."—Matthew 24:7; Luke 21:11.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life after death? Hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Life After Death?&lt;/h3&gt;Does something inside us, like a soul or a spirit, survive the death of the body? Consider how the first man, Adam, came to have life. The Bible states: "Jehovah God proceeded to form the man out of dust from the ground and to blow into his nostrils the breath of life." (Genesis 2:7) Though breathing sustained his life, putting "the breath of life" into his nostrils involved much more than simply blowing air into his lungs. It meant that God put into Adam's lifeless body the spark of life—"the force of life," which is active in all earthly creatures. (Genesis 6:17; 7:22) The Bible refers to this animating force as "spirit." (James 2:26) That spirit can be compared to the electric current that activates a machine or an appliance and enables it to perform its function. Just as the current never takes on the features of the equipment it activates, the life-force does not take on any of the characteristics of the creatures it animates. It has no personality and no thinking ability.&lt;br /&gt;What happens to the spirit when a person dies? Psalm 146:4 says: "His spirit goes out, he goes back to his ground; in that day his thoughts do perish." When a person dies, his impersonal spirit does not go on existing in another realm as a spirit creature. It "returns to the true God who gave it." (Ecclesiastes 12:7) This means that any hope of future life for that person now rests entirely with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp; The ancient Greek philosophers Socrates and Plato held that a soul inside a person survives death and never dies. What does the Bible teach about the soul? Adam "came to be a living soul," says Genesis 2:7. He did not receive a soul; he was a soul—a whole person. The Scriptures speak of a soul's doing work, craving food, being kidnapped, experiencing sleeplessness, and so forth. (Leviticus 23:30; Deuteronomy 12:20; 24:7; Psalm 119:28) Yes, man himself is a soul. When a person dies, that soul dies.—Ezekiel 18:4.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the &lt;a href="http://www.watchtower.org/"&gt;official Jehovah's Witnesses website&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the irritating people who are always trying to give you panfelts and coming to your house and telling you about God?&lt;br /&gt;Well I they encourage you to study the Bible yourself and to come to your own conclusions. If your conclusions don't agree with their conclusions then you can just go and do your own thing. There are five meetings designed to help you study the bible, the idea is that&amp;nbsp; you read the bible and if you have any problems or opinons you go there and you discuss with other people that are also reading the bible. Jehovah is not something you do for sunday. You have to actively gather knowledge, you can do your own research if you want find out if Herod and such kings existed, how did Medes Persians Invade Babylon . You don't have to be a Jehovah's Witness to attend and there is no fee for attending and you can just go there to share your knwoldge and tell them according to your research they are wrong. Read the articles they give, they always have biblical quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-4441379283120312873?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/4441379283120312873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=4441379283120312873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4441379283120312873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4441379283120312873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-god-post_27.html' title='My God post'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-6703497255484241207</id><published>2008-08-25T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:28:31.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I?[Wandering thoughts]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I traveled by nohting fancy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;it was was two things frankly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;to a planet far away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;It took me less than a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I met the inhabitants&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I was not hesitant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I traveled to them and we talked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;They asked where I am from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I said from a plnet called earth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;in a continent called Africa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;a country called South Africa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;in a province called Mpumalanga,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;a town called Middelburg,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;in a township called Mhluzi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;They stopped me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;They asked me where I am from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I said from Maria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;who came from Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;who came...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Who eventually came form Eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Who was created by Jehovah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;They asked me where I am from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I said from Sofunda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from Mthombeni&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from Babaza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I came from home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;They asked me where I come from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I said I come from Nandi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I come from Neo, Sheila, Prof G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Arun, Precious-pearl, Bheki, Dumsani, Lady D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Gugu, Tholo, Tefo, Khumalo, Sphiwe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from the kid with the glasses&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from the principal's son..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;they stopped me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;They asked me where I come from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I said from Maria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from Nomsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from Thami&lt;br /&gt;from Ncane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;This is the family I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I also come from a man who didn't break my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;he fortified it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;with walls so high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;with steel ans titanium and tungsten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;with Diamonds and platinum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I covered it with a soft,smooth sponge and put cushions around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Lest it hurt anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;They asked me where I come from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I said from Kideo, Galooby and the Mice from mars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from Pokemon, Leselo and Batman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from the News, the magazines and the documentaries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from the magazines, the novels and text-books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from AngloPlatinum from Wits&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;from Google, Ubuntu and Microsoft&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;They asked me where I come from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;when I couldn't answer they stared at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I cast myself out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Where do I come from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;What got me here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Who made me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;I drift&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-6703497255484241207?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/6703497255484241207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=6703497255484241207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6703497255484241207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6703497255484241207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/where-am-iwandering-thoughts.html' title='Where am I?[Wandering thoughts]'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-1672440349037792970</id><published>2008-08-19T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T06:40:04.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inkscape, i am sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I want apologise to this great program. Why?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well my mom asked me to draw this one emblem or coat of arms thing for hers. I think great! I will just use OpenOffice Draw because I want to draw and the name of the thing is draw and I don't have Microsoft Office. The thing, that I shall refer to as a crest, was made of basic shapes that I have seen of Microsoft Office like a shield and these other rectangular things that I can't describe (ribbons?). I think I should now mention that I run Ubuntu Linux and I installed Kubuntu-kde4-desktop which kinda messed my system up (all my fault) and basically I can't use OpenOffice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;SOOO... I think no big, I will just use a live disc, save on usb and I am cool. Turns out OpenOffice doesn't come with the shapes I wanted. GRRR!!! so I decide I will use this other rather widely used operating system, that has a nice Office Suit (OS V), in a virtual machine. That way I dnt want it infecting my PC.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;TJO!!! Virtual box doesn't have USB support (I had not really used Virtual box up till now since installing it last year). I can't get shared folders to work either. I couldn't help thinking: "maybe if i had once set up a LAN I would fair better in getting the shared folder to work because they call it a sort network set up by virtual box between my PC and OS V.").&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;After a whole day of installing OS V as and tryin to get USB working (maybe not the whole day, but a long time), I decide: SCREW IT! I will just use Inkscape now I have previously touched Inkscape and I thought it was crap. I thought I would rather use Microsoft Visio. EH!!! boy was I wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; I had fun with inkscape. I needed approximately ten minutes of drawing before I had the hang of it. In the ten minutes I had learned some shortcuts and I was getting better than I expected results(I hope I can say that). It was great I drew the thing in around two hours (I had approximated four when I started because I thought Inkscape is bad).I then exported the drawing directly as pdf which wonderful because I was afraid Inkscape would either be hard be incompartible with the computers at the Internet cafe where I was going to print the Crest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I want to say: I am sorry for judging you Inkscape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;UPDATE: My Mom told me that she wanted to have colours in the crest and unfortunately I couldn't get it right with Inkscape. Well I exported the drawing into png (I think pix map) and opened it with another program that I had not used to much in the past: GIMP. Gimp comes with multiple windows and I hate that thus i don't use it much. It is not hard to use and it did exactly what i wanted it to do. I got colours and it was time to print the crest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;The internet cafe where I wanted to print from didn't have Microsoft Office (probably because it is expensive) but they had OpenOffice. No big, I made the header gave it a nice border with a shadow and I thought it was fine. I was proud of my work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Time to print: AH!! the cafe had ran out of ink and they could only print for me in their other computers that ran Microsoft Office but no OpenOffice. I have to open the documents again, save them as .doc then give them to the lady to print. I wish I had checked before I saved because it turns out Microsoft Office does not surpport the way I had made the thing and it chaged it a little to fit its... yah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt; So I got it printed and all is well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-1672440349037792970?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/1672440349037792970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=1672440349037792970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1672440349037792970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1672440349037792970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/inkscape-i-am-sorry.html' title='Inkscape, i am sorry'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-3425913295073971710</id><published>2008-08-14T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:54:32.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy crisis (sort of)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: #ffcc99;"&gt;"That is sick Len. I heard that our generation will probably live until 100 years old. Can you imagine yourself being used as a "battery" when you are that old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #ffcc99;" /&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: #ffcc99;"&gt;What if you get convicted for a crime you didn't commit, can you imagine spending all those years as a human "battery". Engineers should think about their environments first and stop mixing fiction with reality!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a comment left by Thabs on my post about energy crisis and it made me think.&lt;br /&gt;Human values and principles are just a form of self presevation. The definition of wrong is: "would I want it done to me?" If the answer is no, then what ever it is, is probably wrong. Would I want someone to kill me? No then murder is wrong. Would I want my sister selling her body? No. Then prostitution is wrong. Would I want to marry someone who isn't a virgin? I wouldn't mind. Then there is probably nothing wrong with sex before marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jehovah knows whats wrong and right. His word, the Bible, tells us what is wrong and right. The problem with today's world is that people are defining their ouwn wrong and right and I wouldn't mind different things being done to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-3425913295073971710?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/3425913295073971710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=3425913295073971710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3425913295073971710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3425913295073971710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/energy-crisis-sort-of.html' title='Energy crisis (sort of)'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-2854753771204625345</id><published>2008-08-14T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:38:31.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni-mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a major follower of you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You tell me what to do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you made me loose my boo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate you and love you too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I should not hurt or say anything against you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You ruined my music my leaders too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I say nothing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was not there, I was in another world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you made me doubt myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made wanna accumulate wealth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You tell me what will make me happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I fear you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I dare not be rude or improper or unmannerly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You always watch so I dare not do that ...AH!!! that!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're not there but I dare rebel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You tell me rebel and not follow the bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So many people don't like you but do they even know you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They say they don't wanna follow you and yet you are tattooed on their skin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They say they will not follow you but they sing your praises&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We all follow you even though you are we. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-2854753771204625345?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/2854753771204625345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=2854753771204625345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/2854753771204625345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/2854753771204625345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/uni-mind.html' title='Uni-mind'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-1424229361699229638</id><published>2008-08-14T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:27:17.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to google</title><content type='html'>Dear Google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know you are like this awesome search giant who has like 60% of the world's search market and have this great thing of allowing your engineers to choose which projects they want to work and this has resulted in great things like Google reader, Gmail and I think a search alogrithm thats better than Yahoos which is has its own problems (poor thing).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have only recently noticed that you see the potential of openSource and I guess you may be trying to make money of it now. This is using linux on your servers and, well, what this letter is really about: Adroid. I am in South Africa in case you don't know and I use my Phone a lot to browse the internet as it has, I think Advantage over the computer in terms of speed and readability of my favorite sites. I can't afford an expensive phone though and 'smart phones' fall in that category. I was thus excited to hear about Android as, from what i heard, it was from a comapny I would like to work for which has brought me great web application and basically introduced me to the web. Android was open source and thus comapnies would save money on lisencing costs and that would hopefully make phones cheaper and I could thus afford a nice 'smart phone'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The problem is that I have recently been reading that you guys a playing favorite with developers and that is pushing them away from Android to iPhone. This is not good news for me because I want the iPhone but I don't want Apple telling what i can and cannot do with my own phone. I was hoping to some day (when i can actually hack) get the Android and&amp;nbsp; tweak it a bit for my personal use.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay basically what i am trying to say or ask is that please Google, Please don't mess Android up. Google groups comes to mind. USELESS for me. Then there is the great thing called Google page creator. It gives me the feeling that I can actually maintain a website and now you have discontinued it to make it into a wiki site? I mean what the hell!!! I don't want a wiki. I just hope it improves and it does not become a wiki site. I will just move to Synthasite even with its un-intuitive name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope my grievences don't fall on hot rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Faithfully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mandla Mbuli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-1424229361699229638?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/1424229361699229638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=1424229361699229638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1424229361699229638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1424229361699229638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/letter-to-google.html' title='Letter to google'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-4470318818081410039</id><published>2008-08-12T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:54:00.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY business dreams</title><content type='html'>I was going to be a great student business young man, I would have promoted open source and gave to less fortunate. I was going to open a business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That didn't make it past the idea phase though. It turns out i haven't the kind of skills to compete with goverment and its international players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna do it, but it will need to change my original idea too much and I wanted to come into the market and exponentially grow. I can't see that happening now though. I could make it work but it would need too much time. I wanna give up but i wanna open a business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep my out for the gap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-4470318818081410039?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/4470318818081410039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=4470318818081410039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4470318818081410039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4470318818081410039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-business-dreams.html' title='MY business dreams'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-5957499886551544459</id><published>2008-08-04T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T05:22:26.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANNA JUMP</title><content type='html'>I wanna jump off the wits edge. Sittin here i know i'm not smart. What's the point of this thing anyway? Let it end now please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-5957499886551544459?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/5957499886551544459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=5957499886551544459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5957499886551544459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5957499886551544459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wanna-jump.html' title='I WANNA JUMP'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-3956732301384399743</id><published>2008-08-03T02:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:48:38.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OperaMini will not rule forever</title><content type='html'>Opera mini rules the mobile web for me right now. How long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think next two years.&lt;br /&gt;Two sites that i visit a lot changed to flash. I hope not many more do but they may. Thats not a big issue though, there are still millions of sites like &lt;a href="http://lunamystry.googlepages.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; that wont use flash. There is however something called the eee pc from asus. I hear they will run linux from ROM and somehow that makes it load quicker and with the size of the eeePC I don't mind carryin it around. Why is eeePC a problem for opera mini? Well smartphones should start getting cheaper soon people will demand more from their mobile devices which have a size limit. It will be effective to use and eeePC for browsing and it is mobile enough to carry to most places. Skype like telephony grows (imagine high definition video calling, not that I have even seen HighDefinition, but my imagination is nice). Smartphones get faster and smarter people demand flash support on their browsers. Cloud computing is convinient enough to grow quickly. Why use Opera Mini if my Mobile Internet Device (MID) can give me the full web?&amp;nbsp; Hell the smartphone I will have will give me the full web. Okay I am sittin at the doctors office and I wanna do something on the web. Well cloud computing, smarter affordable phones i will probably have Fireofox in a Ubuntu KDE enviroment on my phone(It will be easier to sync with my PC because someone will take my advice and make a list of sotware that Runs Ubuntu well and Manufactures will be forced to make their software work with Ubuntu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well opera aint stupid, they sell opera mobile, it should be better than mini in features so they kinda do the same thing they are doin with operamini (that include making it free). If the price of a smartphone gets to be below R2000 then I'm o have one and I think anyone who sees the need for OperaMini will too, HELL I'm o have one anyway (Freerunner!running Android? YES! Android gets released, developers find that its not closed down like iphone, they make better browsers mobile internet devices drop prices of smart phones...&lt;br /&gt;Why use OperaMini on a smart phone that has opera mobile that can run better than OperaMini? same reason i use it now, my phone os not good enough. OperaMini will be made for the future equivelant of the Dumbphone, it will be good enough and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AI!!! OperaMini will rule indefinately. I don't know how people make these predictions. There are just too many things to consider.&lt;br /&gt;I will take this moment to apologise for wasting your time. I am sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-3956732301384399743?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/3956732301384399743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=3956732301384399743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3956732301384399743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3956732301384399743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/operamini-will-not-rule-forever.html' title='OperaMini will not rule forever'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-336894371878391121</id><published>2008-08-01T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:27:40.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNSHINE</title><content type='html'>Whats wrong with dead prez? I'd like to say nothing but... But i will just say it. The problem with them and people like Gareth and Julius is that they have a view which they believe. South Park calls John Edward a douche, which well he may be, but the problem is time, no one has time to think about the worlds problems. If you thought about a particular problem you want people to share in your views which why I am writing this and why Einstein tried to find the theory of everything. People are sheep that's why democracy doesn't work. I read mailandguardian on Man U and chiefs. I am now neutral on the matter. I wanna be a geek so I must be smart etc. There are rules to be followed and these rules are not developed by one person. Everyone has a view of how things should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of standards is great. A lot of what humans do is a standard. Language is a great example. You are taught language. Communication? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask again. What is wrong with Dead Prez?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i haven't listened to much of them but the little I have listened to I thought they made sense. The problem is people are not gonna think about things as thouroughly as they do. The same things anyway. If they make a song saying I don't wanna go to school If I don't wanna go to school i will use it as an excuse. THE WHITE MAN IS USING SCHOOL TO CONTROL ME. I like pyschology though. They say i shouldn't let them control me, I say i shouldn't let anyone control me. I am of the opinion that (is that how you say it?) sticking to the past and always dividing ourselves is the problem with society. Is there really an active unit out ther trying to control my my or is it eveyone trying to contribute to the standard that is life. I adopt a standard and it makes sense to me and i want everyone to adopt it and I thus point out the flaws in the other' standrard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Prez also wants to control me, they want me to be on their side against the things that a defined as wrong. Thats what they are DEFINED as wrong.Why is Killing wrong? Bible aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is killing wrong? because I wouldn't want it done to me. Why is a girl who enjoys sex called a slut? because of the planet is small and children need love. Humans must survive but we also live on earth which is only so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone gets enlightened on somethin they will try to impose it on every one else. We don't do this knowingly it just happens. i am doing now. I think I am right and thus i wanna sahre my views. I want every one to adopt them and I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Geniet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-336894371878391121?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/336894371878391121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=336894371878391121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/336894371878391121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/336894371878391121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunshine.html' title='SUNSHINE'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-8195112401144731568</id><published>2008-08-01T23:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T00:03:58.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stab...</title><content type='html'>There's a "z" missing on that heading (I should probably write a post like this about all my friends but i guess... none surprised me like she did.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is what Neo would call deep, like an iceberg. I hear a new word probably every time i talk to her. I see her and think oh she is easy, shes just the focused hardworking type. then I find no she has the whole black conscience thing. oh okay nothing too big there then she likes David Beck? hmmm... well okay. Then she throws all these people I don't know at me AHH!! then she calms down and talks about simple family love. Everything is calm and tranquil until i enter her space and find out the girl writes! shes into poetry? and books? well it all ties up i guess somehow... it must! She write that she's loud and out there. I have not observed such behavior from the subject though. I will not read her prose as i will offend her by not understanding the deeper imagery. OKAY FINE I READ IT. Now i want to write a complementary piece to her story. The husband. She walks and with a flip of an earphone she runs and I cant keep up. wow! that's deep. &lt;br /&gt;Where does she come from? Where is she going? Zambia--&gt;UK--&gt;USA okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT: my thoughts on dead prez and their link to monks that I saw on TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-8195112401144731568?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/8195112401144731568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=8195112401144731568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8195112401144731568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8195112401144731568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/stab.html' title='stab...'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-872116741449220665</id><published>2008-08-01T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:56:19.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South African education</title><content type='html'>My thoughts on outcome based education (is still called that?) are simple. It was poorly implemented.&lt;br /&gt;I think the idea was okay but we don't have student flocking to the education career in South Africa. The structure as I experienced it was set up to be similar to university, the learner finds their own information and it encourages the use of libraries, to me prior to university i knew a library was a source of info but i used it as a study spot only. The education department should have started OBE in grade 0, slowly making kids aware that they should think and find their own information. That would better prepare them for university I think. The department would still have a skills shortage though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai...This is one of those posts that just don't come out right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-872116741449220665?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/872116741449220665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=872116741449220665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/872116741449220665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/872116741449220665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/08/south-african-education.html' title='South African education'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-5458404915646012113</id><published>2008-07-16T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:20:57.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I want the iPhone2.0</title><content type='html'>Okay read the first iPhone post: &lt;a href = "http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-i-want-iphone.html"&gt;Why i want the iPhone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The iPhone2.0 is an Apple product. Apple has great products, i-mac's i-pods and all those exciting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I can't afford any of those things. Apple is an innovative company and I want the latest in things and innovations which i can't afford. &lt;i&gt;There is very little gadget wise I can afford.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the iPhone2.0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is great i have been reading the reviews, Actually i am sick of them. The iPhone shop and what nots. It is AMAZING it is fantastic and to be honest i am envious that I can't get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admissions aside what's so wrong with a beautifully engineered phone (I SAID BEAUTIFULLY ENGINEERED!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Its proprietary software. Simple. what the iPhone does not give its software to anyone. That bothers me. Thats all. either than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nokia has Symbiam as open source now, but didn't create enough hype around it.&lt;br /&gt;Google has Android which it appears to be treating as proprietary software i hear&lt;br /&gt;And finally there is Sony Ericsson and HTC which make phone that i desire. iPhone is a baby in the phone market. I like experience  sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found &lt;a href: = "http://www.fsf.org/blogs/community/5-reasons-to-avoid-iphone-3g/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;interesting link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-5458404915646012113?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/5458404915646012113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=5458404915646012113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5458404915646012113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5458404915646012113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-i-want-iphone20.html' title='Why I want the iPhone2.0'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-1336628131227848721</id><published>2008-05-14T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:51:11.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my First ubuntu presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src='http://docs.google.com/EmbedSlideshow?docid=dgg8g935_76hknnrzdw' frameborder='0' width='410' height='342'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corrections welcome&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-1336628131227848721?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/1336628131227848721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=1336628131227848721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1336628131227848721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1336628131227848721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-first-ubuntu-presentation.html' title='my First ubuntu presentation'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-5005740574678584219</id><published>2008-05-12T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T02:39:44.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Complain about ubuntu</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ubuntu my Operating systems of choice.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started using ubuntu last year and I personally loved it. I used it on my first ever personal computer and the only problem i had was that I didn't have internet connection. I got connected to the internet and I was relatively happy with it. Ubuntu gnome was great for general use i could do anything with it. Well almost, anything else I would use Wits computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats this post about? well ubuntu is growing in number of users I think and that's great but a recent conversation with a boy who tried ubuntu after I had recommended it who has now went back to windows and a website that completely disses Linux has made me think: Ubuntu is not for human beings yet. It is not simple enough yet. It certainly has potential but unfortunately with proprietary software companies making better and better software I think linux is gonna have a hard time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proprietary software&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opera and Apple, two fantastic software makers. I can't speak for Apple as I have never used it but Opera i have used and out the box it was better than Firefox for my needs.&lt;b&gt; side track:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do i need? opera link and thats it. I don't browse that much on the desktop I find it easier to read on my small cellphone screen and with operamini i get to do that then any things I would like to read on the computer or maybe a big picture I can just bookmark and read from opera link.&lt;b&gt;side track end&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think proprietary software maker (except maybe Microsoft who I have a feeling are going to release something massive soon, ab it may not be named windows. Bill gates has retired) see the importance of their user input. I use to be a reader of the opera mini forums and I would read the wish lists and then some of those wishes would be granted. Granted hypothetically if opera was open source it would have those wishes granted sooner but when opera grants them its great, contrary open source relies on the people and some one said: The developers for the leading software giants in their spare time will develop open source, that seems kinda true but i know its not. Well not the way it sounds anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Open Source&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i don't wanna go on about how Proprietary software is great and better than some open source software. I love the idea of open source. Simple, code should be made available for anyone to do what ever they want with it and when they change it they should make those changes available to everyone. Linus made a mad scientist analogy. The scientist takes linux, makes software that allows him to take over the world and shoot everything up. Open source says he must make that software available freely so that we can also take over the world. &lt;br /&gt;That to me as an engineering student sounds great. I can learn the programming language of my favorite software and then download the code then do as I want. Tweak it then give my tweaks away. I can tell &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; computer to do what &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; want it to do. It is &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; computer. Linux gives me that freedom and most people don't care about that freedom and after trying to convince them of that i have decided that LEAVE FREE SOFTWARE to those who understand it. There is nothing wrong with your software, I want to be an engineer so that I can make magic. I will thus make magic for these people who want to think computers are smarter than their calculators. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;solution&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said proprietary software in most respects is better than open-source. The iphone is an example of a proprietary platform and I can see it drawing big developers. They can get paid for their software. Money draws developers and that's why I think Google and if others like it exist can help open source. Android can take back developers from iPhone. I wouldn't get an iPhone even if i could afford it and i didn't have a problem with vodafone. I would get the openMoko. I read in the times that Bill Gates saw software as separate from hardware long before most people and that allowed him to exploit it. I think Android and openMoko will do the same. i will be able to install a great operating system on my phone and do what i want with it. This is probably already possible but I think Android will make it more common. Oh yah back to google and the like being helpful to open source: Google offered money for people to start developing for android. I WANTED TO PROGRAM SOMETHING AFTER THAT. Google can offer money to developers and because of convenience, i will buy open source software.  unfortunately the business aspect of open source is very hard but Android hopefully will be example to other open source companies. Make the software look great, UBUNTU DOES NOT SEEM TO GET THIS!!! make it look great by default. The software may support all the hardware in the world but for someone like me that does not matter. I have simple software and i want GUI for everythiing... OKAY i will shut up now as I have too much to say... and i am mostly misinformed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-5005740574678584219?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/5005740574678584219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=5005740574678584219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5005740574678584219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5005740574678584219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-complain-about-ubuntu.html' title='My Complain about ubuntu'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-4049860055013012863</id><published>2008-05-07T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:50:41.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I want the Iphone</title><content type='html'>The i-phone is an Apple product. Apple has great products, i-mac's i-pods and all those delicious things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I can't afford any of those things. Apple is an innovative company and i want the latest in things and innovations which i can't afford. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the i-phone. It does not support sharing via bluetooth. I just want that for my Personal Area network( if that makes sense)&lt;br /&gt;it does not do video recording? what about my media career which I wanna launch using my phone AND Nokia is doing it with some director shooting a movie with phones. &lt;br /&gt;No 3-G? NO! NO! NO! NO! I hate slow internet. My current phone is broken because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has wi-fi where am i going to use that? &lt;br /&gt;OH THAT BEAUTIFUL Mac OS X, Safari browser. Mac OS X is beautiful but I have OPERA MINI  for my browsing. &lt;br /&gt;9 gigs of memory YEAH YEAH YEAH. Will i really store that much in my phone? Do I need so much... Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;The battery is sealed in? How am i going to pretend i am hacker then? Bet I can't even see the screws to unscrew on those bored days. (yes i unscrew my phone when i am bored sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all I want the i-phone just unfortunate that a company called Sony Ericsson exists and I can't afford the i-phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-4049860055013012863?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/4049860055013012863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=4049860055013012863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4049860055013012863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4049860055013012863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-i-want-iphone.html' title='Why I want the Iphone'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-3020503503812330488</id><published>2008-05-06T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:22:53.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy crisis</title><content type='html'>South Africa and the rest of the world are facing an energy crisis. i remember reading about the potential crisis while i was still in school and I was doing physics at the time and i thought this is bull there is no way the planet could face an energy crisis while I am still alive, it would be too soon. How naive I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an lemonade kinda guy (I like to believe) so I thought about the problem we are facing in south africa and we can blame whoever we want (I blame an inexperienced goverment, how can you take fighters and make them... thats another blog post) but the fact remains we need an alternate source of energy soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my plan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movies and sci-fi are a great place to look for a solution. Look at how people are now spending time online instead of with real people. i remember reading a book on a mobile midlet called wattpad that was supposedly by Isaac Asimov the Irobot. The book was about a child who had a robot whom she regarded as her best friend. Spent all the time she could with it to her mother's dismay. &lt;br /&gt;The internet has become that now. Isaac, assuming the story is really by him, lived a long time ago and sort of prdicted what is happening with the internet now. So on that basis I say we should look at sci-fi to find a possible solution to the energy crisis (i should start a church that believes sci-fi can solve the world's problems :-)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thought of a great sci-fi movie: The Matrix (the first one because after that i just don't like it).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SCFBWYZB8BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AuOSVPJpRPM/s1600-h/3D-matrix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SCFBWYZB8BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AuOSVPJpRPM/s320/3D-matrix.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197507297722626066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we do: We take all the criminals that are in death row and life imprisonment and all the old and disgusting old people and we use them as a source of energy. We develop the matrix and we plug them all in there and use their bodies as 'batteries'. Inhumane? NO!! the criminals are already useless to society and we're putting them to good use and we all know that old people all want to be young. So we plug them into the matrix and make them feel young (since you're as young as you feel, we make their wishes come true).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-3020503503812330488?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/3020503503812330488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=3020503503812330488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3020503503812330488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3020503503812330488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/05/energy-crisis.html' title='Energy crisis'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QcnuYP4girU/SCFBWYZB8BI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AuOSVPJpRPM/s72-c/3D-matrix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-915809686860775233</id><published>2008-04-30T02:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T03:08:21.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look back(re-done)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="800" width="700"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://static.wix.com"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.wix.com/client/app.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="pageId=AcgkxmJDqkA-a&amp;amp;embedFormat=normal&amp;amp;embedID=qXAlFM2OdOfozkHRheZajR;MHzwyyLkLIbb3ScYpDLHmSqWLOTZrggp_AiHGMgCla&amp;amp;partner_id=WMGs4POB1ko-a"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noScale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="tl"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.wix.com/client/app.swf" quality="high" flashvars="pageId=AcgkxmJDqkA-a&amp;amp;embedFormat=normal&amp;amp;embedID=qXAlFM2OdOfozkHRheZajR;MHzwyyLkLIbb3ScYpDLHmSqWLOTZrggp_AiHGMgCla&amp;amp;partner_id=WMGs4POB1ko-a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" base="http://static.wix.com" wmode="transparent" scale="noscale" salign="tl" height="400" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wix.com/?embedID=qXAlFM2OdOfozkHRheZajR;MHzwyyLkLIbb3ScYpDLHmSqWLOTZrggp_AiHGMgCla"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where i made this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIwOTU*NzExMjg2MyZwdD*xMjA5NTQ3MTQ5NjkxJnA9MTMyODIxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTI=.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your browser does not have flash player then you can read this post at the below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-915809686860775233?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/915809686860775233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=915809686860775233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/915809686860775233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/915809686860775233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-backre-done.html' title='Look back(re-done)'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-7982273720555542416</id><published>2008-04-30T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:44:57.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK BACK?</title><content type='html'>Why should I look back? &lt;br /&gt;Why should I look back at a time when people were suffering? Do I not have people suffering to look at now? Why should I look back at the pain that they felt? Do i not have enough pain now?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I look back at time filled with separation and segregation, a time with oppression and opposition?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I look back and provoke myself and segregate myself?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I look back at people in the past and their pain? what do i stand to gain?&lt;br /&gt;I live in the induced darkness, I do not have food, I am stupid and yet i am told to look back so I don't suffer the same fate as people past. They take food from the children and I should look in the past and not forget the soil. &lt;br /&gt;I do not see reason to dwell in the past when it does not provide me with shelter.&lt;br /&gt;I respect the soil sacrifice but I do not want my feet stuck in it.&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to be held back and have my choice limited. &lt;br /&gt;Have my rule limited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I look back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-7982273720555542416?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/7982273720555542416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=7982273720555542416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/7982273720555542416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/7982273720555542416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-back.html' title='LOOK BACK?'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-5558863614081101033</id><published>2008-04-07T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T08:01:42.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>........................................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="1024" height="750"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://static.wix.com"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.wix.com/client/app.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="pageId=UB1yggbV76o-a&amp;embedFormat=normal&amp;embedID=SGxk62HMSkq011wxBGwvjkoq69fXDKcwitwieW7DT1WBYqkuEi4iZFRxEuQ5A4pva&amp;partner_id=WMGs4POB1ko-a" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noScale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="tl" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.wix.com/client/app.swf" quality="high" FlashVars="pageId=UB1yggbV76o-a&amp;embedFormat=normal&amp;embedID=SGxk62HMSkq011wxBGwvjkoq69fXDKcwitwieW7DT1WBYqkuEi4iZFRxEuQ5A4pva&amp;partner_id=WMGs4POB1ko-a" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="1024" height="750" base="http://static.wix.com" wmode="transparent"  scale="noscale" salign="tl" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wix.com?embedID=SGxk62HMSkq011wxBGwvjkoq69fXDKcwitwieW7DT1WBYqkuEi4iZFRxEuQ5A4pva"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wix.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-5558863614081101033?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/5558863614081101033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=5558863614081101033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5558863614081101033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/5558863614081101033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/04/try-try-try-again.html' title='........................................................'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-4435363386160711588</id><published>2008-03-06T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T02:33:42.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things that hurt</title><content type='html'>I just got one of those little irritating scratches that hurt like hell. They are so small that you don't think they will or you just ignore them, but they hurt. How did I get it? Well its a simple story. I was doing something I should not be doing. It didn't seem bad at the time, it was rather enjoyable. Then out of the blue! CUT! &lt;br /&gt;I should have seen it immediaetely but it didn't feel bad at first and now i think it may actually be growing bigger. It wasn't this painful before. I should probably get a bandage, but then if I don't put it properly I will probably make it worse. Should I just live it to heal by its own? Its happened before, besides I need to concentrate on my studying right now. I will look like such an idiot if anyone finds out about this little cut thus I should get a bandage to cover it. MAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life ain't fair on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-4435363386160711588?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/4435363386160711588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=4435363386160711588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4435363386160711588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4435363386160711588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-that-hurt.html' title='things that hurt'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-1289149362105949253</id><published>2008-02-25T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:57:38.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Micro$oft was like taxis</title><content type='html'>TOO MANY POSTS ABOUT TAXIs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A monopoly because you can't afford the alternative APPLE and the alternative just seems unreasonable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will take the taxis because you can't afford yet and you just like the advantages of a taxi. The alternative which is free sounds unreasonble and even though its great for your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do buses fit in and bikes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMM...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-1289149362105949253?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/1289149362105949253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=1289149362105949253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1289149362105949253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1289149362105949253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/02/microoft-was-like-taxis.html' title='Micro$oft was like taxis'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-8462177690470936133</id><published>2008-02-23T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T05:37:32.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE YOUR CAKE AND EAT IT</title><content type='html'>FINALLY i know what that means. Thanks WIKIPEDIA! eat cake and then after its been eaten have it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-8462177690470936133?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/8462177690470936133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=8462177690470936133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8462177690470936133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8462177690470936133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-your-cake-and-eat-it.html' title='HAVE YOUR CAKE AND EAT IT'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-7206587252748842146</id><published>2008-02-19T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T06:50:11.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The South African education system</title><content type='html'>I don't want to be a teacher nor do I know anybody who does. Who's going to teach my child? WAIT!! I am not going to have any children. Who is going to teach my brother's children? ...&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my cousin the other day about school. She said she feels if she was in a white school she would know more than me. Hmmm... know more than me. I don't know about that but is the school system getting so bad that even the children see it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think is the problem is that we don't have teachers, no no. We don't have GOOD teacher. We don't have teachers because no one wants to go into education. No one wants to go there because there is more money if you study to be an Engineer than a teacher AND as an engineer you don't have to deal with the modern child. Not that there is anything wrong with the modern child, its just that I think there is so much threats can do. You can't touch a child, beating a child is a crime now, not that its a good thing but when my mom went to school and she didn't do her homework,  she knew what  was coming. &lt;br /&gt;Parent, NO ONE is going to treat MY child like that!. Do you have homework? let me do it for you. I have heard that before. &lt;br /&gt;Technology, Candice made me read Isaac Asimov in my first year and I liked it and i read another book by him and what was described there was the modern Internet. User generated content such as this blog is wonderful but, read Isaac's The Robot or I robot and you'll see the problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish mara angaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the problems and I can add more but what good will that do? Solutions. How do you teach a child in this time with a large population and all those other factors? How do you teach a child who is concerned with having fun and living for now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solve the education problem, and you'll be a step closer to so many other problems, like load shedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is education the problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-7206587252748842146?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/7206587252748842146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=7206587252748842146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/7206587252748842146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/7206587252748842146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/02/south-african-education-system.html' title='The South African education system'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-6427768562418950613</id><published>2008-02-14T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:41:50.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The South African School Pledge...</title><content type='html'>I really should read up on what it says before saying anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-6427768562418950613?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/6427768562418950613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=6427768562418950613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6427768562418950613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/6427768562418950613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/02/south-african-school-pledge.html' title='The South African School Pledge...'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-2368844465800226568</id><published>2008-02-10T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:56:55.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxi Drivers</title><content type='html'>They can travel around in traffic and today I was found that they call each other to warn against any traffic officers that may be around to give them tickets. I knew that they did this, giving hand signals and I know that some motorist also do it. The significance of the phones is that other drivers can not see them. They won't know that there is a cop driving around in a civilian car thus other drivers will not be able to dodge traffic the same way as a taxi driver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A taxi driver gets to heaven and is greeted by Peter or whoever his name is who is suppose to be standing at the heavenly gates. The taxi driver arrives, Peter looks into his book and finds the name and then gives the taxi driver an GOLDEN stick like those that they used to carry around in the olden days, they also give him a silk robe and send him on his way into heaven. &lt;br /&gt;While all this is happening, there is a priest in the queue who was observing this. He now gets to Peter and Peter gives him a wooden rod and plain cotton robe. The priest, surprised, asks: I am a man of the cloth, surely I deserve more than just a wooden staff and cotton robe? Surely I rate higher than a taxi driver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter looks at him and says: We deal with resutls over here, When you preached, People fell asleep but when the Taxi driver drove! People prayed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-2368844465800226568?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/2368844465800226568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=2368844465800226568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/2368844465800226568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/2368844465800226568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/02/taxi-drivers_10.html' title='Taxi Drivers'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-4088750991810331553</id><published>2008-02-07T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:56:41.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxi drivers</title><content type='html'>They are a rather organised group of people. They serve the people most of the time... uhm... maybe its a select few. I am commuting from cosmocity which is a housing project a few minutes from Randburg, Jozi. I have to take a taxi from cosmo to town everyday quiet axpensive but it has to be done or else I don't meet the SP requirement of the Wits university. Anyway, there is a taxi rank that the taxis have to to use as agreed among the taxi drivers ( there was one built for them but they don't like where it is thus they don't use it) the lines at the taxi rank get rather long everyday and I was told you can wait there for as long as an hour. Employers, far as i know do not accept waiting in a line for a taxi as an excuse for coming in late for work so people don't go to the taxi rank, they just stand in the main road and hold three fingers in the air meaning they are going to town and a taxi driver comes and picks them up. Not all taxi drivers do this, but some do and they are a darling to those commuters that don't want to go to town. This is ofcourse not fair on the commuters who actually go to the taxi rank, but since I stand in the main road, I say its a cut throat world. (and yes, if I was going to the taxi rank aswell i would curse and moan over the how unfair it is that I have to wait for such a long time for a taxi and then people just get picked up on the side of the road.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-4088750991810331553?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/4088750991810331553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=4088750991810331553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4088750991810331553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/4088750991810331553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/02/taxi-drivers.html' title='Taxi drivers'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-7882856141941313234</id><published>2008-01-15T09:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T09:15:39.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COMMENT ON NEWS - eskom engineer</title><content type='html'>some site called the time has very poor support for operamini and i wanted to leave a comment about a story of theirs on eskom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with load shedding... I imagine i am an engineer at eskom appointed to deal with the crisis. These would be my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i start with this now? people screeming the goverment is constantly askin for a solution well if they would just give me the money they are using to rename all those streets and towns maybe i would find a solution quicker. on the that i need a raise, i want that audi r8 i saw on sunday. i saw that new artisan is driving a new bmw anaconda he must be enjoying his money right now. well he should good artisans are hard to find these days. CONCENTRATE LUNA! there is a crisis at hand. well we are supplying some other states with lomagesi maybe we should cut them off. just be selfish and live by ourselves. nah the goverment would agree to that. what with the help those countries provided during thd old regime. maybe a new goverment would be in order some other party, some people want that but then whats gonna be different? i still wont know what to do and that party would ask me what to do besides, i dont see any new party coming to power anytime soon no matter how would they rule. options options options. what do i have. bring back old powerstations. yeah that will work. its nt enough though. i need more power. new powerstations. what type though? we should explore the renewable energy idea. nuclear too, most people wont be happy with that what with chernobly and all. mention nuclear and ill have to explain about that horrible disaster. should have listened during phyics, maybe i wouldnt have failed it first year. anyway those are long term options what about now. the soccer world cup. man for now i will just have to atleast warn people so they can prepare better for the cuts. meanwhile ill just try thinkin of a quick fix. maybe magic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-7882856141941313234?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/7882856141941313234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=7882856141941313234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/7882856141941313234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/7882856141941313234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2008/01/comment-on-news-eskom-engineer.html' title='COMMENT ON NEWS - eskom engineer'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-8713952885102618455</id><published>2007-11-18T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T04:41:46.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle, The lunamystry PC</title><content type='html'>Her specifications:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intel pentium 4 proccesor(don't really like it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;512 MB RAM( I want more)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;160GB hard drive( I want more)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;80GB badblocked hard drive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;17' Samsung Syncmaster monitor( could be better)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish i could afford a graphics card&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2.1 creative speakers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asus something motherboard( I hate it really)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know much else in terms of hardware'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Runs Ubuntu Gutsy Gibbon 7.10 Opearating system &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats Michelle my first ever Computer which I bought June 2007. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-8713952885102618455?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/8713952885102618455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=8713952885102618455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8713952885102618455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8713952885102618455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2007/11/michelle-lunamystry-pc.html' title='Michelle, The lunamystry PC'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-8552279925819246742</id><published>2007-10-05T07:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T07:48:33.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie detector</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Let us take a lie detector test.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll need some volonteers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a simple test.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who ever you are, i don't care. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will also take part&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will that be fair?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now if the rules are clear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let us begin: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-8552279925819246742?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/8552279925819246742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=8552279925819246742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8552279925819246742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/8552279925819246742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2007/10/lie-detector.html' title='Lie detector'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-3385555152338361732</id><published>2007-10-03T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:00:07.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats wrong with the lunamystry today: Roomate</title><content type='html'>I am single (is that wrong?) I can't study, (thats definately wrong), I have a room mate (he's okay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A roommate, The latest thing to happen to me. No more throwing my clothes all over the room. No more staying naked in the room, no more doing what i want when i want in my room. Now I have to be considerate of a second person. Is that good or bad? i think it is bad. I feel my private space has been invaded. I feel my personal space has been invaded, the place where I just think. Sleep, BE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNAMYSTRY can't roam and thats bad. There is someone new to talk to, a different view from all that you've had. You are now forced to study sort of because you don't like being around him even though there is absolutely nothing wrong with him. You must study because he's studying. ... i don't know. I think a roomate is bad. I just do. Bad reason but its good enough for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-3385555152338361732?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/3385555152338361732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=3385555152338361732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3385555152338361732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/3385555152338361732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2007/10/whats-wrong-with-lunamystry-today.html' title='Whats wrong with the lunamystry today: Roomate'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-697261887189412409</id><published>2007-10-03T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T12:24:26.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunamystry on the Wits strike</title><content type='html'>Democracy is an ideal that i personally dont believe in.  Unfortunately there is no better form out there that can be adapted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Democracy to me is that people should govern themselves. That sounds good. You don't have someone who inherits power and there is maybe less chance of someone abusing power. Thats great. Unfortunately that is not what happens. There is Politics. a group of people are elected to represent the differerent people out there. That group can collectively feel they know best and are acting in the best interest of people. One highly respected person can influence the whole group. If enough people believe its right then maybe it is. Thats certainly the case in democracy. The are rules that can be enforced or tried to be enforced but with gray areas. Its wrong to kill unless in self defence. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does democracy have to do with Wits? Well students have the right to express themselves. If enoough students say they dont want the fees increase maybe it wont happen. How do you get enough students to say they don't want the fees increase? force them from lectures, possibly decrease their chnces of passing and actually coming back to worry about the incresed fees. I am not sure what the fees increase is about but if theres a good reason then maybe they should increase. If the reason is not good then don't force students from classes to support you. I personally only ever look at Maths during the lecture and if that lecture is disturbed then i'll have a hard time trying to study because i won't have the input the lecturerer gave. Don't stop a guy who's trying to make a living from going to see his family just because he works for Wits. Civilised. Are we better than animals? What makes us better? My lecture where that was being discussed was distured today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-697261887189412409?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/697261887189412409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=697261887189412409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/697261887189412409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/697261887189412409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2007/10/lunamystry-on-wits-strike.html' title='Lunamystry on the Wits strike'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336779450518184541.post-1994157114555144948</id><published>2007-09-08T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:56:12.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>My life I live for now. My life is my own to do as i please. Who gave me this life, DID SOMEONE GIVE ME THIS LIFE? I live my not as i would like but I still live my life. Do I live my my? What is to live my life? I am a confused boy in this world so i create my own world above this one to live as i intend. The worlds often mingle and jingle and I am more confused. Where am i? i am not dreaming. I am not. I can't be. i am awake. I wanna wake up. I don't want to play with you anymore! i want my mother. I want my sisters. I want my brother. CAn we be a family? can't we just be a family? I want to sit under a tree and play woth lions tigers and leopards. i want want want. What do I need. What do they need? I am selfish, Am i selfish? i only think about my self. I cant help it. WHY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1336779450518184541-1994157114555144948?l=parduss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/feeds/1994157114555144948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1336779450518184541&amp;postID=1994157114555144948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1994157114555144948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1336779450518184541/posts/default/1994157114555144948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parduss.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Mandla Mbuli</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/109763414271947283363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FbsPRTmgmnQ/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/oxhsxdd18nk/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
