Blogs with Tshifhiwa!

This is one of my attempts at a fictional story... Enjoy the story! It was a calm night here in Honeydew. There were clear skies outside and little to no activity in the neighbourhood. I was in the house alone (as usual). My parents always worked the night shift, so I always spent the weeknights alone. I sat by the window, counting the stars while eating a bowl of instant noodles. It was not my first time spending the night alone. Ever since 2019, when my parents got a new job, I have been left alone, so I was used to it. However, what happened on that night I did not expect. I called it a night at 11:04pm. I switched off the television and the lights and went to my bedroom. I tucked myself into bed and scrolled through Instagram on my phone. It takes me a while to fall asleep, so I spent quite a while on Instagram. As the clock signalled the start of a new day (it was 12AM) I heard several loud footsteps outside the house. I thought that it was just a couple of passers-by. How wrong

I don't know about you guys, but I find washing dishes more than just washing dishes...(I dunno whether that makes sense) For me, washing dishes is like an oppurtunity to go over my life and my decisions, maybe even talk to myself and run a bit of a check on myself. Usually, when I wash dishes, I put my earphones in, play some music and zone out from reality for about 45 minutes. Last night (on the day this was published), after 2 weeks of not listening to music, I sorted my songs in the order I wanted to play them, and as soon as I dipped my hands into the hot water to begin, my subconscious mind instantly took over... especially with this song: This song was the first song in my playlist, and it instantly took me back to 2018, when I first heard it on an episode of Top Gear where James May drove the Range Rover Evoque through Death Valley. I inagined myself driving to Limpopo with my wife as a passenger in my new Range Rover Evoque, with this very song playing through the speaker

 To most of you who know me, you may have noticed that i'm always staring at my laptop screen... You may think that i'm a computer geek... that I know everything about comupters. There's a bit more than that. You see, the only reason I'm behind the screen 95% of the time is because that is the place I run to when something doesn't pan out right in my life. It's a place I run to when i'm feeling down. It's the place I run to when the outcomes don't favour me. A computer is my safe zone, a place where I can isolate myself from the real world. It's the only place where I can control everything, kind of like a Lucid Dream. It's a place that makes me smile, a place where I can laugh alone, a place where I can't be criticized.

We all have dreams. Some dream to become a doctor, while others dream to be something else. I also have a dream... (or should I say had). Like a few people, I want to be a race car driver... For those who know me, I’m a diehard petrolhead. I absolutely love cars with a passion.  It all started back in 2015 (if I’m not mistaken 🤷🏾‍♂️) I’ve just been introduced to this thing called Formula 1... you know, that sport where we watch incredibly sophisticated machines zoom around a track at 300 kph for about an hour and a half. Ever since the day I got bitten by the F1 bug, I’ve been addicted to hearing that 1.6 litre V6 revving to 15 000 RPM. One day, I had a thought while watching “Passion for Speed” at 7AM on IGNITION (channel 189 on DSTV). I thought to myself “I want to become a Racing driver. I want to race for a living” Of course, I pitched my thought to my parents. They said they couldn’t get me karting...(I don’t quite remember the exact answer... but it must have been something alo

 What's the point of saying that you can choose your own topic when you're still going to reject some? Don't understand what's going on you ask? Well, let me enlighten you: I'm in the English period on Microsoft Teams. The teacher says to us that he wants us to write a speech. We can choose any topic that comes to mind, but, we have to run the topics through him before we start.  *enlightenment over...* In my mind I think "Time to unleash the beast". I instantly came up with the topic " A list of the fastest cars in the modern generation " That's a good topic, right? Of course... to the general public (or the non-petrolheads), they'd think that the fastest cars in the world are Lamborghinis, Ferraris and the like... But there are other companies that make cars even faster than those... the likes of Hennessey, Bugatti, SSC. These are considered hypercars ... Bet you didn't know that. So, it's now time to pitch our topics to the tea

  School. Seven Crappy Hours Of Our Lives. School has most of us waking up at 5AM and sleeping at 12AM. School has us learning things that have no use at all in what we want to do to put bread on the table (except Life Sciences for doctors-to-be). School be getting us filled with stress at a young age, with most learners being sleep deprived. Imagine. The recommended amount of sleep is 7-8 hours, but physics learners are out here pulling off all-nighters. That's not healthy at all! We go to school for seven and even eight hours just to listen to 4 OR 5 teachers (depending on the timetable) read something from a textbook that another person wrote. Can't we do that ourselves? Our parents pay school fees for us to sit in a stuffy classroom listening to another person read something written by another person (lord knows where that person got his information from, but anyway). When are schools actually going to teach us the stuff we NEED to know to survive in the urban jungle? When

Hi. This is me. I am Tshifhiwa. I am 16 years of age. Welcome to my blog. Here, I will be writing my thoughts on many things, some personal, and others... Well, you're going to have to read if you want to find out.   Enjoy your stay on this here blog, and keep your eyes peeled for new posts.