JAY-Z Hardknocked life!!

I knew it, I always heard the right lyrics!!

" It's the hard knock life, for us
It's the hard knock life, for us!!
Steada treated, we get tricked
Steada kisses, we get kicked
It's the hard knock life!!…

http://www.azlyrics.com

BUMMER!!!

It's 8:25 p.m. I'm in the office, I'm tired! Shaggy is performing at Carni… hata ingawa (even though) I was free, don't think I would go - did my stint in 2000.

So here I am… missing/missed Capoeira! Bummer again! But if you make your bed you should lie in it right? Could have pulled all nighters from Monday - nah! Hopefully tomorrow I'll get to sleep in. Or sleep alot for that matter.

Good gracious it's already June! Which means my birthday is creeping up on me again. As my friend put it today, birthdays are getting this new sort of twist…like you don't want them to happen. I totally get that!
Let's recap:

• 20th treated Mum to dinner at The Lillian Towers. That's before I left for Malaysia.

• Then my 21st can't remember what happened. How can I forget?

• The 22nd my friends threw me a surprise party, small crowd, just nice…

• Woi 23rd - I slept all day, I actually curled myself into a ball and slept all day.

• My oh my the 24th - got smahsed pisesd durnk real nice and goood. I was carried home - nothing to be proud about but it was memorable. I think I had four flaming lamboghinis, trust me you don't want that stuff in your system after a martini, sambuca, a beer and all after downing some Burger King food. That stuff all came out like…

…oh then I got me a tatto…

Ok so now my 25th… pray do tell what will happen my guess is as good as…

I have nothing planned…unless…

THE FORK IN THE ROAD ENIGMA

A traveller comes to a fork in the road and does not know how to get to his destination. Two men are at the fork in the road. One of them always tells the truth, and the other one always lies. He may ask the men ONE question to find his way.

What question does the man ask these men?

YUM

I love this sort of look… stuff I'd have framed and hanging on my walls. When I get my own place…

CHANGE IS…

…like waking up from a deep sleep. Your eyes open & you see the world in a new way.

"Most of the change we think we see in life Is due to truths being in and out of favor."

Robert Frost

Whether it's change of blog, lifestyle, friends or activities… I believe this quote is so true. I guess right now for me, change is being brought about by things not having being in my favor. I'm happy though that the worst of it is almost over - read as declaring to delete phone numbers from my phone, craving 250gms of cottage cheese…

Now I hope to wake up meet new people, concepts and ideas… another chance then we'll see what happens. I've learnt my lessons, I'm happy that I have a chance not to repeat them…

 

BRAND NEW JONES by THICKE

You know those songs that just get under your skin…

“…She’ll say I’m lucky
She’ll say I’m the man
We’ll talk on for hours
As long as I understand
I’d go on without her
see see
but everyday
ain’t the same
ain’t the same
ain’t the same
I feel like a puppy
when I get time to play

I’ve got a brand new jones
And nobody even knows…”

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/thicke/brandnewjones.html

ETERNAL SOUL: THE OASIS

by vee

My eternal soul wanders
in the desert of solitude
in an unknown land where
voices with questions that
have been asked for eternity
swirl in my mind
they haunt me, they taunt me
but mostly they just let me be
for these queries have been lost
to man throughout eons past;
yet to a few they befall…

in my anguish, i chanced upon an oasis,
a refuge from the torment of the
voices with questions
i find an refuge in discourse,
in mystic pools of knowledge where upon
the dark surfaces of these waters
i perceive reflections of empty pages that
only now are being written upon
by a hand that has written from ages gone
i gaze, i get sucked into the slow curve,
the fine strokes, the iris of the art form
there is a quietness in it all & my soul
desires to stay…

but i fear, i look away, i retreat,
i hesitate yet still i leave the oasis
there is no abode for me there
it is a place that will ask
for inclusion, for amity
yet it is not for my eternal soul
as it has not found its peace
& so it remains to wander
in the desert of solitude…

NEW HOME

A change is as good as a rest so they say… I’m out to prove them right.

OF COMPANY, CHILDREN & CRAVINGS

My weekend went as well as could be expected. Yet at some points I thought I would wallow myself into depression; most times I was happy to be alone and pensive.

I don’t know which is worse? To love a man who doesn’t love you as much, to like someone who is taken or to know a friend more than likes you and you don’t want to give it a chance? Or to crave for a juicy black forest cake & 250gms of cottage cheese. Or craving for a child? So with these thoughts swirling in my head I put myself on chill mode all of Sunday.

As N put it why is it so hard to accept that it does get lonely this life and having someone to be there for you, talk to and hold is something which everyone desires but no one likes to talk about. Would it be ’cause people will think you are desparate? Well as much as I want company, I won’t jump at the next guy who will tell me I’m pretty, or something as petty; I love myself more than that. But I love myself enough to know that I deserve all the things that are good, such as love, respect, trust and friendship. Things I’m willing to give… but also to someone who deserves it from me.

I thought of being pregnant - patting around the house, eating yummies, adding weight, anticipating and just being happy. But I also thought it would be even more awesome if I was patting around my own house & not having to go to work ’cause I work for myself… Then the most important thing would be to have conceived whilst I love the father of my children, I’m joyful & content. I want the intial moment to be wrapped up in these lovely warm feelings. The rest - reality can happen later, but I have that to go back to…when things get rough.

So seeing as those two sets of thoughts only got me more resolve to know, love myself better & to set higher goals… I really wanted a black forest cake from Shell Select in Westlands (I would have totally loved the Chocolate moist from Secret Receipes all the way in Asia…but we shall crave for what’s nearby). Then I wanted cottage cheese, either to eat with the cake (yak) or apply it on a whole loaf of brown bread toast. I craved these things so much I forgot to eat bfast and lunch all of Sunday. So now I’m a little wozzy!

In conclusion:
• Of Company - I’ll be patient
• Of Children - even more so
• Of Cravings - I shall practice restraint but what would a little indulgence at the end of the week hurt?

I’ll make it my reward for being a good girl this week… looking forward

THE LITTLE THINGS

There is a breakfast & snacks take-away joint I frequent when I find myself with some time and 15bob to spare. Their mandazis (doughnuts) are to die for, mainly cause they are cheap and large. Then when I have another 25bob to spare, I throw a Farmer’s Choice sausage in there… yum. In the event that you wanna prove me right, this place is in the arcade of the Nairobi Cinema building - called Snacks & Sweets (or visa versa). Cute place!

Now in my rushing in and out of there, on my way to catch the van to work, I’ve noticed a meek looking woman sitting down having her combination of breakfast. She captured my attention ’cause of these spectacles that are a throw back to the 80s, a green fluffly sweater from some point in the 90s and a hairstyle that looks like an extraction from the 60s & 70s - the afro. Then there was that time when I was driving around Kenyatta Market and I spotted her walking towards town. So I got really curious and wondered if she walked to town everyday, did she have a job, family, what was her life like and was everything ok? Something about the rugged look of her hair gave me the impression that she would love to see better days (not the TV show, LOL)

Today, however, as I tried to get my bfast combination on the run, I passed her as she took her tea and bread to a corner chair. Her now jet black hair was looking sleek, all blowdried and styled with waves to the back. I dunno but seeing that little change in her hairstyle, lit my day! Maybe things aren’t so bad afterall… her rough patch (or so I believe) might just be over. I wonder which six degrees separate me from her

Have a “little things” day.