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  • Stefan Els on March 5, 2006
    hey roba

    hoe gaan dit daar? jy het probably nog nie by 'n rekenaar uitgekom nie so ek hoop dat jy hierdie gaan kry as jy by een uitkom. sorry as ek nie baie hartseer was toe jy gaan nie, eks nie goed met sulke situasies nie. anyway toe ek by die huis kom en ek kyk na die hempie was ek poes hartseer. baie dankie

    hoop alles is ok daarso, en onthou om hard te werk.
    good luck
  • Decrescendo on February 5, 2006
    wow, long time no talk..
  • Stefan Els on December 5, 2005
    se my as jy terug by die huis is bob.
    cheerio
  • Stefan Els on November 16, 2005
    waars my movies bitch?
    Edited on Nov 16, 3:46 because ''.
  • Decrescendo on November 8, 2005
    Season 3?! dis nogal sad.. By ons is season 4 al op DVD. Ek weet regtig nie hoe julle so ver agter kan wees nie!
    Dit klink of jy 'n besige tyd het daar, maar jou planne is groot. Waneer maak julle skool klaar? Is jy al besig om eksamen te skryf? Ek wil regtig net he hierdie jaar moet vinniger verby gaan. Ek sit net en wag tot volgende junie so dat ek hier kan uit kom. Ek hou nie regtig van die skool nie, en ek weet dit klink stupid maar die "teenagers" begin om my regtig te irriteer.
    Congrats op die girlfriend.. Dis baie nice dat jy toe iemand gekry het. Jy klink gelukkig, en ek is regtig bly dat alles so goed gaan. Haha en ja, ek kan dink wat ek sou se as Brett besluit hy trek Holland toe. Ek sou nie te bly wees nie. Ek gaan nogsteeds met die selfde ou uit, ja. Dis nou al amper 2 jaar. Hierdie skool jaar is bietjie moeiliker omdat hy 'n jaar ouer is as ek en nou al begin swat het, maar ek gaan volgende jaar ook in Calgary wees, so dit sal ok wees.

    Ahhh maar ek moet nou eers terug skool toe gaan. Ek hoop jou eksamen en alles gaan goed..
  • Menohir on November 8, 2005
    Ek gan in some boom kwekery werk, my onderhoud was vanoggend en dit het goed gegan (een van die bestuurs lede is op die oomblik in SA, en hy's verantwoordelik vir die SA recruiting). Ek het net entuasiasties probeer lyk! (wat natuurlik absolute bullshit is). Die man is is behoort om na my huis toe nou te kom om my kontrak te bring, mar hy is later as wat ek gedink het...ek wonder...maar ek gan blykbaar nou eers februarie of Maart soen toe (daar's twee moontlike groepe), ek moet nou hoor. Dit is vir 19 weke, daarna hoop ek om n bietjie geld saam te maak om bietjie te kan travel erens in Europa. Nadat ek die taal leer, dan wil ek daar studeer. Hierie werk (tyd) is meer net om n bietjie ervaring op te doen, die taal te leer, en om te besluit wat ek wil doen.

    Ons Smallville trek by season 3. Ek het nog altyd die storie gevolg, so ek is totaal gebind daar aan. Smallville het my geinspireer om oordeel vry te bly, want dit maak my bloodweg net skaam! Maar ek hou ook daar van, ek kyk dit dan nog altyd, en ek beplan ook om dit te kyk tot watter ook al ver future season. Dit wys actually vanaand, mar ek skryf history SA (finals) more, en met die onderhoud, middag slaap, visits en als vandag gan ek dit moet opneem. Is jou boyfriend nog die een wat jy lank terug gehad het, toe ek en jy nog gepraat het?
    kan nie rerig sy naam onthou nie...

    Ek is ook geseen deesdae met n spouse, ek kan baie gelukkig wees om haar te he, maar jy kan dink hoe histeries sy is oor die feit dat ek Holland toe gaan...

  • Decrescendo on November 6, 2005
    Hey, ja ek is nogsteeds hier. Ek het eintlik nie geweet of jy nog hier op AP was nie. Ek was bly om weer van jou te hoor. Klink of goed daar baie goed gaan. Ek het nou in sept met gr 12 begin, so ek gaan in junie klaar maak. Goed hier is maar same old same old, geen groot planne soos joune nie, ek wil maar net klaar maak en uit kom. Ek gaan volgende jaar in Calgary swat, so ek sien nogal uit daarna. Ek gaan miskien volgende julie of mexico of europa toe, maar ek weet nog nie of dit gaan werk nie.

    Smallville hier is nou besig met season 5. Kyk jy? Ek het nooit regtig gekyk nie, maar my boyfriend hou baie daarvan so toe begin ek ook kyk. Nou hou ek eintlik baie daarvan. Waar trek julle?
  • Stefan Els on February 1, 2005
    This speech, simply put, is about the failure of our meagre lives and how we are blaming it on us.

    As we both come from hardworking, succesful families, I do not believe that genes can be blamed for what have become of us.

    Furthermore, with perfect parents and supportive siblings neither of us feel it justified to blame our upbrining for any goals that we might have failed to achieve.

    Both of us had skilled doctors at birth so we can't blame it one any kind of medical mishap and as our home doctor said, mental retartdation is beyond thought.

    Even our ancestors are ancestors to be proud of ranging from dukes to nobleman, all highly respected in their circles.

    No. We have no one to blame but ourselves for what has become of our pure hears and innocent minds.

    Believe it, we too, were once pure as the falling snows travelling along this path called destiny with blazing hearts.

    We too once did sport and drama and music and one or two extra sybjects

    and we too were once at the top of the social chain having more lovers than friends and more friends than relatives.

    And we too were once top achievers in ALL field seen as role models by so many and as prize students by those who had,
    if I may say so myself, the PRIVILEGE of knowing us as students in whatever profession.

    YES! we were all this and so much more... so much more...


    verander maar wat jy wil, jy moet dit lees soos willemien haar speech gelees het. Dit gaan moer snaaks wees. Ek sal my speech ook nou klaar skryf.
  • Menohir on January 18, 2005
    nie n idee oor afrikaans
  • Stefan Els on January 12, 2005
    THE DEATH OF A FLY

    Russell Edson

    There was once a man who disguised himself as a housefly and went about the neighborhood depositing flyspecks.
    Well, he has to do something hasn't he? said someone to someone else.
    Of course, said someone else back to someone.
    Then what's all the fuss? said someone to someone else.
    Who's fussing? I'm just saying that if he doesn't get off the wall of that building the police will have to shoot him off.
    Oh that, of course, there's nothing so engaging as a dead fly.
    I love dead flies, the way they remind me of individuals who have met their fate . . .
  • Asterick on January 12, 2005
    That was perhaps, one of the strangest comments I have ever received. But I mean, no one could beat the screaming teenage prick who cursed me for ever saying anything about their meaninglessness. That's one I shall treasure forever.
    Anyways, I'm going on, I guess. I got sick of the bullshit here, and the fakeness, and the word cliche' and all that. There are few people I actually admire, writing wise, on here, or at least am interested in, and it seems sometimes a hassle to stay here. Because I don't like it.
    Otherwise, I just got bored. I took my few items off because I got angry about something, and just kind of withdrew.
    I'm considering posting something I've recently written though, as I can never stay away too long.
    Sad song, it is.

    As for your interest in young girls, let them live on, I guess.
  • Stefan Els on January 11, 2005
    waars jou poem bitch? ek draai dit nou lees.
    tf
  • Stefan Els on December 31, 2004
    dis pretty sad om op new years by die huis te wees ne?
    siekte is 'n sonde

    tf
  • Stefan Els on December 30, 2004
    To Women, As Far As I'm Concerned (1915)
    D. H. Lawrence

    The feelings I don't have I don't have.
    The feeling I don't have, I won't say I have.
    The feelings you say you have, you don't have.
    The feelings you would like us both to have, we neither of us have.
    The feelings people ought to have, they never have.
    If people say they've got feelings, you may be pretty sure they haven't got them.
    So if you want either of us to feel anything at all
    You'd better abandon all ideas of feelings altogether.


    hehe, dit was toe al so
    tf
  • Menohir on December 30, 2004
    ja hene Tess, ek dink dis rerig rerig baie eierig.
  • Stefan Els on December 30, 2004
    The Owl and the Pussy Cat
    Edward Lear

    I
    The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
    In a beautiful pea green boat,
    They took some honey, and plenty of money,
    Wrapped up in a five pound note.
    The Owl looked up to the stars above,
    And sang to a small guitar,
    'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
    What a beautiful Pussy you are,
    You are,
    You are!
    What a beautiful Pussy you are!'


    die gedig gaan nog aan maar net tot daar is dit pussy snaaks
    tf
  • Stefan Els on December 30, 2004
    en nog twee:


    My Dream
    This is my dream,
    It is my own dream,
    I dreamt it.
    I dreamt that my hair was kempt.
    Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.


    Reflections on Ice-Breaking
    Candy
    Is dandy.
    But liquor
    Is quicker.

    altwee deur Odgen Nash

    tf
  • Stefan Els on December 30, 2004
    The Duck
    Ogden Nash

    Behold the duck
    It does not cluck.
    A cluck it lacks.
    It quacks.
    It is special fond
    Of a puddle or a pond.
    When it dines or sups,
    It bottoms ups.



    mag dit jou lat beter voel oor jou comment wat net 'n nice oone gekry het
  • Menohir on December 30, 2004
    I'm not that fond of writing, and then when I have a wanting to read I'll rather read the published poets of tiger squad. However, you praise me in a funny era, the last couple of days my unattached statement has been quite untrue for I've been busy spilling blood on a white sheet like an Israelian bride taken by her man would do, there's no question about my attachment to this site. nor you if you will be so grand to accept my sheet for asking me such an utter defilement-of-a-god
    fucking question.
  • ConkersMinion9 on December 27, 2004
    How come you arent attached to this site
  • MagicLady on December 20, 2004
    A Christmas Thought...
    Do you know what would have happened
    If it had been Three Wise Women
    Instead of Three Wise Men?
    They would have asked directions,
    Arrived on time,
    Helped deliver the baby,
    Cleaned the stable,
    Made a casserole,
    Brought practical gifts and
    There would be Peace On Earth.

    Have a good Holiday

    Cheryl
  • Stefan Els on December 19, 2004
    go read the poems on my author page. I have both Happiness by Carl Sandburg and Envoi by Charles Causley.

    tf
  • Menohir on December 18, 2004
    Well if I can afford it Tess, the holiday killed me.
    Now it's just a bunch of work (in holiday) to recover. Perhaps me and you be drinking good, soon.
  • Stefan Els on November 12, 2004
    lol, rather have a beer with your friends won't you
    tf
  • poetryality on October 10, 2004
    Just dropped by to say HELLO! Hope all is well with you!
  • Stefan Els on October 3, 2004
    POETRY

    hang a word by it's dick
    from a tree
    and force it to copulate
    with many adjectives;
    similes singing foreplay and
    hyperbole for kick.
    sustained metaphors can keep you up all night.

    sex at age 82
    is better than this.


    ek dink dis meester.
  • wmike145 on September 29, 2004
    You go duck hunting? It is fun I tells ya'
  • Stefan Els on September 27, 2004
    hehe, here's an sms I wrote for you:

    Before I close my eyes tonight
    I'll think of you
    once. That's enough
    to cause me sleepless nights.

    what you think? should be a heartbraker!
    nya nya nya,
    bel my bitch!

    TF
  • Asterick on September 4, 2004
    You know, I don't know about you being inspirational either, but I know I feel it. So there.
    And what is it about my bland page can there be to love? Two fragments in my author's info. *shakes head* I can be quite the character.
    And you're welcome.
    And I'll look forward to your comments, hah.
  • Stefan Els on August 30, 2004
    Everybody wants to go to bed
    with everybody else, they're
    lined up for blocks, so I'll
    go to bed with you. They won't
    miss us.
    -Richard Brautigan, -2
  • Asterick on August 29, 2004
    I am at your page. Though I'll be leaving soon. I just wanted to look around. Maybe I'll read, someday, The Chronicles of the Ducklings. Mhm. You're interestingly inspirational to me. Very fresh feeling.
  • Stefan Els on August 16, 2004
    Haiku Ambulance by Richard Brautigan

    A piece of green pepper
    fell
    off the wooden salad bowl:
    so what?
  • Stefan Els on July 11, 2004
    Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
    Nobody came
    Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
    No one was saved
    . -Beatles, Eleanor Rigby
  • Stefan Els on July 5, 2004
    What if:

    a ) some things are destined to failure
    b ) some things are never meant to be
    c ) someone never sees
    d ) someone never opens
    e ) somehow we are different

    Though I never claimed to be right
    give to me the benefit of doubt
    . -Dark Tranquillity, Hours Passed in Exile



    Edited on Jul 05, 12:27 because ''.
  • PurpleSky on June 30, 2004
    Hey I miss you come by and say Hi some time and we can chatt like we used to
  • MagicLady on June 18, 2004
    I miss seeing you
  • Decrescendo on June 11, 2004
    ...I miss you...

    hehe, rekenaar nogsteeds gescrew? daammmmmmmmnnn....
  • Decrescendo on May 30, 2004
    Hallo daar..... hierdie plek's nie meer so lekker van dat jy nie meer hier is nie.

    maar ja, ek dog net ek kom "hi" se... so "hi".
  • Kellysharmonica on May 29, 2004
    It IS a very nice pic

    Katie xx
  • Stefan Els on May 27, 2004
    hey rob, cool pic
  • Decrescendo on May 13, 2004
    Eh, you alive?
  • Decrescendo on May 8, 2004
    Haai... Dog net ek kom se hallo. Ek praat deesdae baie min met jou. Waar is jy?

    Ek haat die tyd verskil tussen SA en Kanada. Dit maak alles net 10 keer moeiliker. BLAH!

    Ek hoop in elk geval dit gaan all bietjie beter daar...

    Mada
  • Wesley Storer on April 13, 2004
    Thank you. I guess I misunderstood the rules of haiku. Well, I think my poem is really dumb, and it won't be no big loss. Good luck with your contest.
  • Maatkara on April 11, 2004
    Hi Menohir I just dropped in & discovered you like many of my favourite poets AND Leonard Cohen! Such good taste! Do you know this haiku by L. Cohen (when he spent a few years in a Zen monastery in the '90s)?

    Silence
    and a deeper silence
    when the crickets
    hesitate

    Interestingly, his dharma name was Jikan, meaning 'Silent One'.

    Love & Light,
    ~ Maatkara
    Edited on Apr 11, 2:38 because 'typo'.
  • Menohir on April 10, 2004
    Well lets try, thats how we say it in Afrikaans:

    Dit was n groot plesier om jou te leer ken! Ek wens jou veels geluk en hoop jy het een vrolike Paas-naweek!
    Robert

    Something like that (does 'een' mean 'one'?)
  • Mari Goes on April 10, 2004
    Het was een groot plezier je te leren kennen! Ik wens je veel geluk en een heel vrolijke Pasen!
    Mari
  • JennyLee on April 9, 2004
    I think you sell yourself short on your author's page. Just finished reading a handful of your poems (I'm not a Haiku fan by the way). You are head and shoulders above most of the work I see by teenagers on this site. The fact that you actually read poetry shows in your work.

    Jennifer
  • Magnum on April 7, 2004
    Hahaha well i hope that you enter i look forward to reading it
  • Magnum on April 7, 2004
    wow well.. taught me a new lesson personally i found interest in:
    1) The teacher descended upon the exams, sank his talons into their pages, ripped the answers to shreds, and then, perching in his chair, began to digest.

    ---BUT---
    after reading all those types.. its entirlly up to you which one you would like to use

    btw - well done..
  • Menohir on April 7, 2004
    Nextended or telescoping metaphor: A sustained metaphor.
    The teacher descended upon the exams, sank his talons into their pages, ripped the answers to shreds, and then, perching in his chair, began to digest.

    implied metaphor: A less direct metaphor.
    John swelled and ruffled his plumage (versus John was a peacock)

    mixed metaphor: The awkward, often silly use of more than one metaphor at a time. To be avoided!
    The movie struck a spark that massaged the audience's conscience.

    dead metaphor: A commonly used metaphor that has become over time part of ordinary language.
    tying up loose ends, a submarine sandwich, a branch of government, and most clichés

    simile: A comparison using "like" or "as"
    Her face was pale as the moon.

    metonym: The substitution of one term for another with which it is commonly associated or closely related.
    the pen is mightier than the sword, the crown (referring to a Queen or King), hands (referring to workers who use their hands),

    synecdoche: The substitution of a part for the whole or vice versa (a kind of metonym).
    give us this day

    I believe thats all of them
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