Thabang Mashaimate: Bad Ass Personified.
Boy I know it’s typical of me to write shit like this only to celebrate you only after you passed on away ngezi 29 zaka November 2008.
Mara grend grend I am doing this not only in remembrance of wena [through de nepe le lebitso la hau] mara I need to do this to get this hurting out of my heart.
This thing eyoku khala over wena ngoba ngiya cava kuthi njengoba ngibangena es’panini anyeke ngiku bone…hai FUCK boy AZIKHIPHI!!
Yaz’ ngithi amajita wase Tembisa ayangi shaya mapathi bodile ngabuyela ekasi ngizo phanda igazolo ezong’ beka kwesakho.
Ende ngafika…yabona uma ungena endaweni and you don’t even have to ask bra…cause you can feel it?
That sense of loss…that sense of “no more” hai, fuck joe it was then without question.
The shock of it all…
Ngoba Thursday besi khuthazana, si tsuna lama simba awes’pani kule department lena engana future next thing Fringas awu featuri Saturday nanku bathi awu sekho.
Jampas, same dag, ngapushaya ngapushaya lapho ngithi ngilokha khona ngahlanza.
Izolo uma ngivuka beku sasenjalo.
Yaz’ iwaar has a tendency of sticking to it’s guns, not even a budge.
Like I could shake it off.
Shake off having met you 2006 sisa span’ ejozi.
Ngaku biza uMr. T [a name that stuck with you ever since]… dai tyd bewu salungisela ukuthi thola uNudity from Nudity wathi Beemer, ngacgwala wena!!
Sabangena eAlberton still the same Thabang, but with the lovely emails -wink wink- you sent my way I would say you “improved a little.”
Mara wena uyinja chief.
Ende uk’khala kwam’ anyeke ngiku cdine lana.
And with your passing there is something I must take with and forever hold it in my heart.
And maybe as soon as I get used to this fresh wound you have left, after having being ripped out of life only to converted to but a memory, I will see what you have taught me.
My condolences to all who know you, especially those that love you.
I won’t forgot you, and that for me makes you Immortal.
The post above was written as a form of “releasing” I mention this so to apologise for not writing it in a universal language as opposed to the township slang I “boomed” my blog with.