blame it on the weatherman

Tick tock. All she could hear was the ticking sound of the clock. Mariam had always promised herself to get a digital and finally end the misery of her having to listening to the annoying sound but she never got round to it. There she sat again, listening to it as she tried to fall asleep on the couch, ‘I can’t believe he’s not come to check up on me!’ she muttered to herself. ‘I,m really done this time!’ she promised herself.

She had been down this road before, but the hurt she felt deep in her heart was a new feeling. “It was an informal business meeting” the words kept revisiting her mind over and over again. This seemed like the fiftieth time he was going for a business or late meeting and ended up in a fight. But now as with the Swahili culture, a man could never sleep on the couch and since he is not the one who had a problem, Mariam would be the one to sleep on the couch. She gets up and slowly tip toes her way to the bathroom. As she is heading there, she hears Ashraf on the phone. She leans closer to the door and hears him saying ‘I love you too’ then hangs up. This is it. he has really done it this time.

Not only was Ashraf the man of her youth, the only man she has ever known and promised to know, but now he is wasting that away with some cheap hookers he meets in the workplace? He was not going to get away with it this time. She felt her body tense and she begins to shake. Mariam stormed in the room,

“You cheating bastard!” she yelled, “who is she? I have heard you!! Today is the day I will leave you Ashraf!”

Miriam was no longer herself; she had taken on another personality. Shetan as Ashraf would often call her, that’s what she felt like and he knew she had become. Ashraf remained calm in the bed, looking at her with an indifferent gaze that she loathed. “Baby, take a look at my phone” he said gesturing for her to take the phone. Miriam stormed towards the bed and grabbed the phone. Punching the buttons she immediately went to dialed calls. Mum. That was the most recent call on the list. She felt her body immediately relax. She looks up at him and realizes that its her hormones that made her act that way. “baby, I am so sorry. I don’t know what comes over me some times.” “Must be PMS” he immediately responds, “My mom thinks you could be having severe ca…” Ashraf stops mid way due to the angry look Miriam is giving him. “Just come to bed babez” he pleads as he uncovers the bed, let’s just blame it on the weatherman this time.”

kids dont do drugs.. just briefly in college;)

today as i was driving to work the radio played ‘I will always love you’ by Whitney Houston and informed us how the song was played as she was leaving the church on the day of her burial. i bet she never in a million years, when she was writing that song did the thought cross her mind of being rolled out in her coffin to her greatest hit of all time!. then again maybe she did as she was a frequent cocaine and marijuana* user.being introduced to drugs by her boyfriend (Bobby Brown) years ago, the two must’ve had a good time enjoying the erotic high feeling they would get from the drugs. made her crazy enough to actually agree to be in that crazy ‘being Bobby Brown’ show. (haven’t watched many of them as don’t think they have been shown here but from the short clips i see n hear.. it must be a crazy show!)

i also recently watched the E true Hollywood story of Amy Winehouse who is another tragic case of drugs. i was shocked to learn that she was also introduced to drugs by her long time boyfriend. its so surprising to learn that these successful women were pressured into drugs by their men which eventually led to their downfall.

so i am not putting the blame 100% on the men, but its just sad to see their downfall right infront of us as you can jus google and find hundreds of awful pictures of these women and just a few where they look good and those look ancient!

what i am trying to get at is if you are going to do drugs, its not fair to force or encourage it for others. do not pressure anyone to do anything that you know is wrong and could hurt someone else. i never get how some people have such a good time derailing people all the time. “ah, c’mon its not that addictive,” or “jus do it once today” “our sex will be great when we are both high” bla bla bla… when you go to jump off the cliff,(figuratively speaking) do it on your own and don’t drag anyone down with you. if you think smoking weed looks cool and you want to try it, do it on your own or find someone/group of people with similar interests.. but don’t go spoiling some body else’s child.. its not right.

sheznitt out!

*marijuana use causes deep meditation of the past, present and future (sounds real cool if you read this with a Jamaican accent.hehe)

OIL DISCOVERY IN KENYA?!!

the news last night was very.. being an up and coming journalist, i watch the news..:p but anyway there is this whole stir in Kenya because of the discovery of oil in Turkana. so get this, Turkana is one of the arid and poorest regions in our country. you know most of the big bellied, rib cage showing pictures you see form Africa are from Turkana sort of areas.

then this UK based company, Towell or something comes along, drills approx. 2500m into the ground and discovers oil..?? i tell you one of the ironies of life. now people are excited thinking that this means we are the next Libya or Nigeria.. well i wouldnt go to that extent just yet but it is quite awesome. now if the oil is any good, infrastructure must be built in that area ASAP thus creating jobs and riches for us.

well as a look at life as the glass half full kind of girl, i hope this all goes well and helps improve some lives in the region. i tell you, Africa truly is the motherland.. where else do you stumble on oil in you’re deserted backyard??

VIVA AFRIQUE!!  zaminamina eh eh wakawaka eh eh…

skin colour… its all in our head!!

i had a very interesting night yesterday. i was hanging out with a group of Finnish ladies and obviously the topic of complexion came up. i am and always have been  a light skinned African girl (most Kikuyu’s here are) and these girls seemed amazed at my complexion. they were talking of how they rarely have any sunlight there and are usually white as snow! so when they come down to Africa, they just bask in the sun all day. they were quite tan as they have been here a while and were so amazed that our complexions were close. as in ecstatic! this was not the first time i have experienced this as with my white “special friend” has told me more than once that girls in the Netherlands would die for my complexion. then i think of here where every time when you walk down the streets of Nairobi, you must spot a dark skinned girl with white make up / powder that just makes her look nothing less than a clown!

this discovery  has just completely proved the fact that humans are insatiable! i actually think it is impossible for a person to be 100% happy with any situation there is. no matter what, we will always find faults. we must learn to appreciate what we have and stop being such brats! the black skin is beautiful and the black acts as a protection from the harshness of the African sun and the paleness.. well there just isn’t much sun up there.  knowing this i think we should try to appreciate what we have got as there will ALWAYS be someone on the other side seeing your grass as so green!!

it is hard being imperfect:/ we need to enjoy the variety in the rainbow of different colors we all posses in this world. its a gift from God.. in case we got bored..

confessions of a commitment phobe!

so m feeling all romantic today.. could be due to this boy i have been seeing for the last… cant believe almost a year! he really rocks my world.. tho this is the only place i will EVER admit that to.lol. he is a Dutchman come to work in Kenya.. temporarily…..??

honestly speaking, i have never felt this way about anyone before, probably because i never let anybody in (thus calling myself a commitment phobe..;)) but i always believed that  when the right person comes by they would automatically fall. well i am still on the journey of completely letting my walls down but i cant help but feel scared as hell to do so. what if i give him my all then he goes back home and i am just some conquest he had ..and enjoyed, in Africa? what if i catch him in bed with a dude? what if hes a closeted gay??l what if our worlds are too different for us to handle? he goes to a different church than me..?? but then sometimes when i look into his eyes, and we kiss.. i just… don’t want to think but just be.. with him… for the moment.  never did i ever think i would be looking up mushy quotes so that i can feel as though i am not the only one to feel this way. but i need to confess something to him…

I AM A COMMITMENT PHOBE!!! :/

here is to little babies…

this weekend i finally spent the weekend with my lil newborn baby niece. she is sooo cute … as u cn see in the picture..

she is so delicate n new, her head would wobble every time you lift her up. all she reacts to are her reflexes. like as soon as the mum holds her she would immediately start sucking on her shirt. it just got me thinking about the brain and how amazing the whole process is. i have been with my sister throughout her birthing process but i dont think anybody immediately grasps the fact that the little doll(as she looks) is what was actually growing in  there. as the first day in the hospital, i held her in my arms and she had the longest nails ever! its so weird to think her nails, hair, eyes, brain wateva ws jus developing in there. in some lets say most things we get to experience and fully appreciate because we are human, we have to give props to the big guy upstairs…

its a miracle everyday that we live..:’)

here is to little babies…

this weekend i finally spent the weekend with my lil newborn baby niece. she is sooo cute … as u cn see in the picture..

she is so delicate n new, her head would wobble every time you lift her up. all she reacts to are her reflexes. like as soon as the mum holds her she would immediately start sucking on her shirt. it just got me thinking about the brain and how amazing the whole process is. i have been with my sister throughout her birthing process but i dont think anybody immediately grasps the fact that the little doll(as she looks) is what was actually growing in  there. as the first day in the hospital, i held her in my arms and she had the longest nails ever! its so weird to think her nails, hair, eyes, brain wateva ws jus developing in there. in some lets say most things we get to experience and fully appreciate because we are human, we have to give props to the big guy upstairs…

its a blessing everyday that we live..:’)

Guys… Know When It is TMI and keep it in your mouth..!!

so i have finished my weekly internship assignment so i have a bit of time to rant n rave. today when i was coming here i was jus thinkin bout relationships. some time back my neighbor, a cool guy we hang out wit AS FRIENDS invited me for a party. him being such a friend t me asked me to even bring some friends for the thing. i quickly accepted as it ws quite a dull saturday. now with me having crazy friends, they came like a million of them! (i may b exaggerating a bit;) n finished all the little drinks the guy had prepared. i am telling you it ws a sad sight.

he actually thought something would go down that night after he has told me all about his freaky sexual encounters with a gazillion girls. (again wit the exaggerating) but it got me thinking. do guys really think that you are attractive to a girl after airing out all your dirty laundry to her??? there is another guy i have met at internship, i would think we are pretty good friends but he keeps telling me some stories about him n girls in the past n i jus dont want to hear that. now he sends me kisses n smiley faces..?? i jus think, ok now i will jus be one of those girls being talked about to the next girl. i jus dont like it. so before u open ure mouth to someone you are interested in, think!! no matter what you hear, first impressions do matter.

what are some behaviors you dont get??

dear employer,

so as you can read from my profile i am a student jus beginning to get into the work life. i am used to college where we would choose all our classes, which were each 1hr n 40 mins btw, the week ended on thursdays, unless u were foolish enough to register ureself for weekend classes n we could and would drink at any time of the day!! now moving to  the working world is VERY different. i get up at 5 am! basically sit n do nuthin all day, n i hav craxy deadlines that i must always work with. the only time u cn unwind is at night n before you know it is bed time then morning! something jus doesnt seem right with this system. what i always wonder is why couldnt college have been after work life?? well i know there many out there who started work early n wat not but i hav neva worked a day in my life so you cn imagine the sizes of bugs under my eyes every morning.. in high school and evenm primary i wudve handled this schedule like a breeze. we already used to get up at these ungodly hours and would get back home at 5.. i wouldve been the best employee at tht time but its too sad tht college had to come along and mess everything up. i am sorry future boss. i have not always been like this;) but what can i say, i loooved college.

hey, so i dont …

hey, so i dont really understand alot of what i do here in wordpress. no-one ever sees my blogs and so i cannot get back any feedback which sux… wats the point of having a blog if i cant see what the ‘fans’ hav to say.. seems when i want to blog i hav to come up wit some unique name every time jus to write one. i thought the once i came up wit sheznitt (took me like 4eva seeing tht jinx ws taken:)) i know am not a technology geek n wateva but i wm determined to find out how to use this and have my voice heard!! plus sounds cool to tell pips n potential bosses that i have one.. oh yea.

sheznitt out!!