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THIS IS THE TRICKY PART....

 This is a post for the fresh graduate soon to be intern.... I recently sat down with a friend over a bucket of wings.The festive season demanded so. We went on and on about how good it felt to complete school.We rumbled on in between chews,bites and hard swallows on how bad the system was to us. . * and my mind wondered off . *. ..from the teachers that seemed to be mental cases from Mathare with their diabolical and sadistic punishments.The fatal beatings we got to the rare moments we enjoyed outside the really high school gates....(it was always high like we were in prison,though we did refer to it as so). What about the random assessments,weekly revisions,Multiple choice questions?Yuck!!I hated my life..My only solace was the drama club,I would have joined other clubs but I wasn't cool enough.Drama club was a hiding place where my imagination could run wild and the one place I could meet someone beyond the gate,,this being my drama coach...For others it was sports an...

Random thoughts about time

I have a timetable at school that I follow strictly, an organizer with short quotes at the bottom of every page just to have that daily dose of intellectual stimulation, sticky notes on my laptop,wall and course texts...the to do list that never seems to end...O.k so what if I'm a type A.These are the type of people who are overtly active, aggressive,outgoing and most likely to get managerial posts since they make good leaders.On the flip side they are most likely to suffer from stress related illnesses and research shows that most strokes occur among type A personalities.......So yea,i suffer from mild insomnia when I undertake a project whether at school or home and the loss of appetite after a long day and damn those stupid pimples that attack the gap between my brows.Talk about a headlight.In this case it would be glowing red... (I digress ) Even with such great disadvantages of being active every minute of every day,the joy of getting anything done on time or earlier to som...

THANK YOU..YEA YOU...

It was around the same time last year that I sat to write my first post on this blog.It was after a lot of editting on my notepad that I settled to write the short piece about beginnings on the 23rd of November 2011.I was nervous,I din quite know what to write and if anyone out there would take the time to read and post their comments. I had the confidence the size of a mustard seed,,even when the post ended with a big haloo to the blogging world.I anxiously waited for the response and then you happened.You took the time,read each post,one post turned to three,from 100 views to 400 and so many more and with time you started inboxing asking when the next post would be... I thank you my followers,you understand me,i've let you in to my space,a place where you know im being genuine.For this,I will try as hard as possible to grow in my writing,to express myself better and sometimes make you laugh,maybe cry,angry,and even diss me....all in all,you're here with...

TIRED OF TRYING....GIRLS' EDITION

Ever since creation man and woman have tried to understand each other.Trying to figure out what the other should be doing, how they should behave and who is the 'leader'..i use that term loosely..As always i researched on the internet and more than a million results popped up on Google..from research done by Cosmo Mag to the static journals of psychologists debating that the this conundrum can only be solved by the mutual understanding of the two..what utter nonsense...So i turned to a simpler book which in my view has all the answers..The woman shall be a companion and a helper....the man should love his wife as Christ loved the church..How simple you can't argue with that...I'm not doubting this statements..but here's where companionship and all things about helping become a tad bit difficult. This is a list of all the types of men that will never ever experience:mutual understanding,companionship,true love or the great help from a woman.... 1 .THE LEACH :Thi...

YAAAAWWWWNNN: BOOBS,BUMS AND BONERS

 "Sweeeeet!",is what the young boy said as I passed by my regular local with a friend.I thought he'd lost his damn mind coz he couldn't have been more than eighteen...but there he was ogling as if he'd seen...well he'd seen something.I wasn't the object of his desire I might as well have been invisible as he proceeded to wink at my friend and make a gesture that hinted on carrying a heavy load considering his up and down movemnt of his arms..but the grin on his face....what about the howl he let out once he was behind us...? So if by now you have no idea as to what Im talking about, ask for assistance.....the person sitted next to you perhaps?:-)  So we proceeded to sit down and scan through the menu when I notice the waiter briskly walking towards us with what seemed to be a note.. ."You are a blessing to mankind" is what it said..obviously it was my friend's and suddenly there was something stuck in  my throat and it tasted more like ...

WHY I WILL CONTINUE TO VISIT THIS PORN SITE

So what if I log in every twenty minutes atleast im not as bad as my pal who is always logged on..even with the current ridiculous tariffs...I log on in the middle of a boring lecture,a boring conversation, a boring stroll, a boring coffee date,a boring movie and the occasional not so boring profile stalking of my crush....heheheheee..see how I made you think it was a long list of boring when it really wasn't....I apologize for thy digression. I may have a logical understanding of being addicted to the nude pictures or clips of another human being but to do it for pleasure I may not fully understand. Gone are the days of gutter press magazines using sexually explicit stories to sell..now there is sex labelled on everything and I mean everything.. Ok so Im not well endowed with the knowledge on addictions especially sexual ones but it seems a long list of my Facebook friends especially men know it all to well.Where did I get my stats from?easy..I stumbled on a page not ...

sigh....I GUESS IM A BIT OVER IT

There comes a time in everybody's life when things have to change...that word.Change obviously comes in many shapes and forms..yaawwwnn.I hate change coz  for the most part it hurts...I recently went for a shorter hair do,,from the bangs that were a sign I could let go of a few inches to a hairdo that landed just below my cheek bones...I liked it.for a while and the endless questions weren't all that easy..why?how?when?are you going through something?....... Ok,I was going through something..yea yea,,this aint out of my personal diary.I don't even own one..So did cutting my hair help?hell no!!it was a constant reminder that damn nappy hair takes long to grow.A fact my former saloonist failed to dish(note former)...So im not gonna say exactly what I was goin through...but it got me thinking about how people try to get over pain,misery,hurt,emptiness,loneliness,rejection(you get the drift by now.All bad things) HERE IS A LIST OF TOP FIVE REMEDIES FROM A COUPLE OF FRIENDS.....

MAYBE LATER:SHE IS NOT READY TO CHANGE

Click clack,,,,cliiiiccckkk cllaaccckk,''damn fake heels make so much noise,'' she whispered to herself..Her very not original Louis V suitcase behind her was a distraction to her neighbors and her mother was part of the crowd slowly growing from the small dark rooms which they proudly called home,all 10 of them.They looked like mice poking their heads through the small wooden windows..heheeheehee.The stench from the sewage reminded her of the one place she did not want to be..People here are such snoops,illiterate and now they're thinking to themselves...look at her,she thinks she's better than us all,goes and comes walking in those towering shoes,long hair,painted nails and face,a shade lighter since we last saw her,...she's only here coz she no longer slee.....Her reverie of the possible thoughts of the people around her were interrupted by her mother's beckon to tie a leso around her waist and cover her shameless behind this instant. Sigh,home bit...

THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY...WEEE...

The following are signs that you are suffering from a severe case of withdrawal symptoms because you mightta missed out on possible 'love' but it sadly was not meant to be..Caution this piece may be very sad bordering pathetic if you wana be harsh. 1. Listening to his or her favorite music 2.Online stalking 3.Accidentally bumping into him or her 4.Eliminating any percieved competition...actual or imagined Let us go through them systematically.. Listening to a track he or she  likes...You know you got it bad..really bad.There are moments when all you wanna do is put on your headphones,close your eyes and picture them in your mind..It is a severe case of withdrawal when you suddenly change your taste in music just coz...sad but not too sad,if this symptom stays in the confines of your i pod,go ahead.If this is all you do to have a sense of brief sanity and connection to him or her,its ayt,sad but ayt.This may last a few weeks and bound to fizzle out and may b...

CHANGE?..LET SHE DECIDE

The wind from the ocean gashed into her room like a wave filling it with cold,salty air. Prayers from the mosque could be heard at a distance and the chuckle of young children interrupted the serene gash of water against the coral... She just stood there as she had since four am when sleep evaded her. She hadn't done this in a long while.Standing infront of a mirror naked.It was almost as if she was seeing herself for the first time. She stroked her long weave which 'he' bought, thinking about the last time she ever saw her real hair.She remembered how her mother would plait it just before school and pour on that shiny coconut oil.She doesn't miss the washing and the combing though, so hard to comb it,"nappy hair is not beautiful.."she sighs and gently looks at her neck and caresses the tatoo on her left shoulder. Now there's a story to tell.She had never thought that her first love would leave her,she was so madly in love. She saw a wedding in the Ma...

HE'S MY TYPE...

NAPOLEON DYNAMITE He's my type because: 1.Geeky glasses never looked so good 2.He makes the bored look so cool 3. His clumsiness,lack of coordination is just too cute 4. His the geek with the freaky thoughts...about his math teacher MADTRAXX He's my type ecause; 1. His swag speaks for itself 2. Chubby is always huggable 3.Ita waiter is now famous..talk about making the local global 4. He's the big guy with foody thoughts...eating chocolate from the firm tummy of his girlfriend...irony..tisk tisk.. TERRENCE J He's my type because: 1. Real definition of hoootttt!! 2. Swagger on a hundred thousand trillion. 3. Great voice. 4. He's the guy with thoughts of...making it big in the movie scene..a bit boring there not quite sure..I wana be your all.. OCTOPIZZO He's my type because: 1.He's the ghetto star 2. Go to guy when you need someone to fix another guy 3. Knows the tricks in the hustle game 4. He'll lenga you now coz befo...

NO SURPRISE THERE

A  lot of things surprise me but it wasn't always like that.I guess I've been through a lot and experienced even more so there is a small percent left in me for surprises...read on maybe you're also just like me,,..you're just not surprised either about some things and maybe you'll seek out to find out why.  My mind is like a beehive when it comes to thinking..well obviously this includes constant awareness of what is going on around me and so my story begins.. I was in the CBD shopping for a dress and I ended up passing time staring and studying a man seated on the concreteslabs opposite the cylindrical hotel opposite kimathi street.He was slowly drawing a crowd.Curious to find out but self concious about being seen standing at this 'tao kamkunjis', I opted to stand across the road.It wasn't the perfect view but I noticed the man was well dressed, so I dismissed him as being those street preachers or good actors. As I turned to walk away,I was jolted...

NO LONGER BEHIND BUT BESIDE

I always feared this turning into a current affairs blog but its me that can't happen. I am just sharing my view on current affairs and believe me this is not a news piece but it would be nice to see this piece in a newspaper.one day ,one day.... So a courageous group of men in Kenya are boycotting meals coz of the recent surge of husbands being battered by their wives. Thats a funny one,ati now they are trying to top off the sex boycott that was held by the women. Well, judging from the comments from my acquintances, women are the least moved,some of the comments go like this:"most men are walking around with beer bellies and a self imposed fast is welcome", "they barely can boil an egg to save their lives", "Times are hard.If I can get to save a little money by not having to feed one member of the family then im cool with it." So what do you know there's a group of women not moved.... I would have suggested something drastic like,like,like...hmm...

WE GOT IT WRONG

Our country is very blessed,rich in culture,beautiful coastline,tropical heat that keeps us tan,hehheee but our country like anything good has its faults;poverty even with tourism that runs steadliy bringing in a lot, corruption that has become a way of life(toa kitu kidogo upate kidogo) that's with the small fish while with the big fish (toa kitu kubwa upate yote)..."big fish,small fish, all will be fried in the same pan",,such comforting words from the former former Kenya Anti corruption director...maybe he just didn't use the right bait coz no fish were caught and obviously none was fried. So what does an expert like me suggest...deal with the core issues first before we start some of these very well intended campaigns. mimi ni mkenya,nitakuwepo,uungwana na ushenzi,gjue,gpange,wakenya wote mpo? heheeeeheee..in my view these campaigns have only changed the perception of the urban dweller.why?an urban dweller is relatively educated, bears some form of skill that hel...