WEIGHING UP THE ODDS

How I wish the spirit that is currently surrounding our campus may continue...you meet someone you've bumbed into around campus but you hadn't actually talked to one another they smile at you. wow how great!the people on this campus are just too nice. they ask you how are you, suprised you say I am quite good actually how are you.they tell you that they are also good, and BOOM!!! the real reason behind their niceness then starts to surface. 'please dont forget to vote for me' they the promises come.I will provide "this,that this, that' some as even as far as one student one laptop. wow these people really care about us. But then again what are the odds of you voting for the guy/lady. and to your suprise when the club closes and you are stranded that same guy/lady in the 'trafic' or 'corrolla' wil have some difficulty recognising you.PLEASE VOTE WISELY.

By Mxo
POST SCRIPT: by Osman D

Ja Mxo . Yesterday I spoke to the guy I hadnt thought of speaking to , he was so distant to me. He hardly greets me. For the first time I saw him greeting and laughing. Do you know how do girls choose the person to vote for? Hey I laughed out loud when a bevy of chics told me that they gonna vote for the other guy because he is cute- how funny!!! Election are more of beauty contest or popularity contest than anything.

CIRCUS? that 'thing' is(WAS) about to hit the fan

There are still unpresidented rumours that there is to be a src election circus today. either at 15:00 to 18:00or some time later. CH will keep you posted. as in the circus some are bound to be humiliated beyond a certain degree and some are just bound to make fun of themselves( MAYBE THINKING THAT THEY ARE KEEPING THE SPIRIT OF THE WORD CIRCUS. ). some will aslo be quite genuine and diligent but maybe the voters wont be felling sympathetic , we promise to report every thing that happened as it is, holding no punches. and we will also critically analyse each canidate/orgaisations manifasto. assess their chances.( and their likelyhood of shying away from their manifestos promises once in office) brace yourselves cause there will be no fear no favour
(NEWS JUST IN IS THAT THE CIRCUS,IS NOT HAPPENING, PRESUMABLY CANCELLED SO I GUESS YOU. JUST HAVE TO ASK YOUR CANDIDATES WHAT YOU WANT TO ASK WHEN YOU HAPPEN TO BUMP INTO EACH OTHER)

FOND MEMORIES: I wish I could turn back the hands of time.

Hello all!!My name is Osama Dumakude....Today I feel homesick. I miss the sounds of taxis and trucks. I miss the clack of their wheels and their loud whistles. I remember when the train came every afternoon, and I remember all the pennies we put on the rails. I miss the sound of milk wood carrying trolley. The woodman came in the morning and replaced empty crates with full ones. He had a metal carrying case, and the irons of the trolley clinked together when he walked. He wore a uniform and drove a big black trolley with a giant red logo on the side written”wOods for saLe. We couldn’t read that because we had never been to school even our older sisters could not. We used to wait on the steps to say ‘sawbona malume’.I miss the man who drove down the ice cream selling kombi. . He'd come down my street and shout to announce his arrival. We would cry out loud begging our mothers to buy us ice cream and candy. I remember the guy who was whetting the knifes and axes. Mothers would bring their knives and scissors then chat while they waited in line. The cart had a whetstone, and the man pedaled to keep it moving.
I miss the dusty streets of my home town. I (ironic) miss those old bullies who used to ask 50 cents everyday at school. I do miss those bullies who would ask me to fight my friend. I remember one day refusing because I did not know how to fight a friend. I miss the swing bridge which led us to the store across the river. I remember one day crying because my mother was disallowing me to follow my old sisters.

I miss those plastic balls I could make for 15 aside soccer games which could last the whole day. We did not have clocks, so the half time was after two goals and the game was finished when the fourth goal was scored. I remember myself breaking Aunt Diana’s window with the ball. I do remember stealing the bottles to sell them to get money to pay for watching TV. I grew up a bit- I was in Standard five when I was almost bitten to death for telling my classmate that I liked her. I remember tucking that love letter to Dudus mathematics book. I remember my first kiss with Dudu. I remember my favourite books Benny and Betty; Plain Sailing; Modern Graded English Book;IsiZulu Soqobo; Comfort Herself and many others

Memories of matric dance are still lingering in my mind. I remember the girl I shared the table with (sadly he died of AIDS). I remember my friend Siyanda (studies in Howard). I remember my friends’ ex-girlfriend Ntombi (now married to pastor with 3 kids). I don’t know where is the guy who used to tease for getting zero mark in mathematics test. I miss hoarse Mam Gwamandas’ voice. I was told she is now a principal.

All of this is funny but it made life more fun and a whole lot more colorful
I wish I could turn back the hand time.

SRC elections around the corner

Although many people shy away or are nauseated by the term, due to its reputation, politics influences every sphere of our lives. It is not just about party politics, and not everyone should necessarily join a political party youth wing. However everyone should be aware of how they are being led and what decisions concerning them are being made. It is everyone's rudimentary right to decide their future course of action, and by not being aware of politics in general we lose out on that right.

The elections date is on the 3rd August 2007 : this coming wednesday.Individuals and organisations who are contesting on the internet at http://www.ukzn.ac.za/policies.asp.