Guest Blog post

*this is a piece done by a good friend of mine, who surprised me one day,just one of those people i never imagined would sit down and write..it seems you never know what lies within the minds of people,the unexpected.. i really liked it and thought it would feature in my blog as my first post of this year...after a 12 month hiatus, i am back..with a guest blog..no need to feel too cheated though. enjoy :P*

She picks herself up, dusts her self-worth then hums a crafty song and walks away.how i wish she had used me as her walking stick just to be wanted by her in any form of consent.she later on sips a hot coffee from one of her 'i love u' coffee mugs and sighs of her intimate but lonely days.she consoles herself with a rock band singing ''inject me with your poison and infect me with your love'',she unisonley nods her head as the band feeds her thoughts with the profound bass of the two-way guitar.after the rock band has faded she then switches to Mozart,where it happens she is caught in between emotions of her present and her shunned down past.
she cant afford to cry because she is more of a hard-stuff than a lovey-dovey lady,or so she thinks she is..
finally, so full of mixed thoughts and emotions she retires to bed and wishes that the chills of the night would freeze her already stupid heart to an icebox.no love found no love known, is her belittled prayer for her known future.
take heart my love, i so wish we meet in her world of the unknown.for i will be in debt of her sweet love.no asunder shall be hinted by any of beast or human affiliates for our super-normal love.sleep tight my dear because tomorrow will be a better day for Eros and Ac...


D-minor

Musicality

He got rhythm. She got soul.
They are the words to their unspoken song.
He funkifies her soul. She harmonizes his rhythm.
As they add note by not to the music bar the hang on.
Colouring their melodies with thoughts in unison.
Making sweet the tune strung from their shared feelings.
Creating Love songs. Sad songs. Life songs.
Their song.
Having moments that go off tune when they are in discord.
But always bouncing back with modulations to higher and stronger bonds.
Renaissance. Baroque. Romanticism
Each period being withing their definitive nature.
Understanding each other to levels of major heights and diminished lows.
Winding each other in their circle of fifths.
Balancing their polyphonism into a monotone
Representing the oneness that they are.
And together forming the absolute and sweetest melody.
Ending in nothing but a perfect cadence.
She is the Soul. He is the Rhytnm.
Funkified. Harmonized. Soulidified and Rhythmic.
They are the Music of their Hearts.

this is to Mr& Mrs Kagotho,Mr& Mrs Njoroge,Mr& Mrs Gatama,Mr& Mrs Thuo,Mr& Mrs Rithari, Dr& Mrs Kinyua,Mr& Mrs Ndungu,Mr& Mrs Mwenda and all those parents out there who teach us that youth is just as old as the love you have.

xoxo

Random Bubblings 7

FACT: I am that girl who cannot sing,draw,dance,act,run,make funny voices,imitate,draw,roll her tongue,twitch her ears,scream or draw to save my life..actually i think if aliens held me at ray/laser gun point and told me to do the above,they'd probably just let me go and brand me highly unsuitable for their time wastage...you get the point at how not so good i am..yeah..

But i guess thats the one thing i love about me..all through my life,in the way we was brought up,there was always this lingering notion that your talent had to fall within one of the above stated category..only..and therefore everyone who'd discovered what their talent was,was either a singer,an actor,a dancer,good at sports etc..and because i had budding potential at none,i always believed that God had somehow forgotten to sprinkle talent dust on me while he was gift wrapping me for my mummy..but with time and age i got to discover that just because i cant do things everyone can doesn't mean am useless(though i highly believe my brother thinks i am.its the love)it just means i can do stuff not many ppl can..and for that i learnt to appreciate the fact that i can string words together,or listen to ppl and good music,or play with my nosetrils or actually get dogs to like me(i wish the same was with kids,and no,not baby goats,am actually good with those also)just the small tiny things..and i'm guessing thats in tune with my character..small things make me happy so i'd very much rather be a small person with a big influence..so today i'm happy about me..just because i'm cool..and i rarely give myself compliments so this feels weird..but hey,a girl's got to love herself,don't she??

And to everyone who brings out who i am,thank you..you are highly appreciated:-)

Happiest 21st birthday to me:-*

*ribena toast*

21 days to my 21st on the 21st..

First of all,i probably might not make it to the 21st. Its always by God's grace that such things happen..and for that i thank Him...

Ever since i was 14,every year on my birthday,i write myself a letter. Within this letter i tell myself of all the things i've gone through in the past year,the changes i've passed through,what i've learnt and who i've grown into. And every year on the day after my birthday,i reread that letter then unceremoniously tear it up into shreds..and now you know something you didn't know about me..

This year i turn 21,which according to world social standards is a big step..more so for me,i turn 21 on the 21st(you realize you only turn your birthdate once in your life hence the excitement). I'd planned on writing out the above heading on my blog a few months ago. I was meant to write about all the things i wanted to do before 21,you know the usual,piercings,girl on girl experience,bungee jumping,attemps at tatoos,serial dating,going to a casino etc(you get the point right??) i'd wanted to share about the stuff i wanted to do now that i was 21,floss about how am now worldwide legal and stuff like that..i had a lot riding on my mind bout this 21 post,till this evening..

21days to my 21st,this particular evening that is today,i happened to have an amazing talk with one of the most intellectual ppl i know..it started out with a walk in the drizzle,one of the few things i actually like doing(yeah,walkin in the rain) and most randomly we ended up having a drink over conversation waiting for the rain to get bored and stop pouring...and within that 1hour,i finally realized what i really wanted to be written in this piece...

We all have good days and we all have bad days. We all have ways of dealing with our bad days. We all have ways of sharing the joys of our good days. We all have ppl who ruin your day. We all have ppl who make you smile during your worst times. We all have dreams of what we want to become. we all have regrets of how part of us turned out. Life is an oxymoron of sorts. Its a beautiful lie,its the ugly truth. But life is what we make it with the help of He who made us. Its what we choose our friends to be,its what we choose to be to our families. Its what we choose to know and to learn, its what we choose to desire to discover...We all have good days and bad days..and those shall soon come to pass..so in my 21st year, i'll choose to be the best daughter,sister,aunt,niece,friend,mother,mentor,teacher and person that i can possibly be..and through those things learn the important things of this life...to live,to laugh,to love and above all to worship in every circumstance...for without His grace,where would i be??

There is a thread from the heart to the lips,
Where the secret of life is woven,
Words tear the thread but in silence the secret speaks..

I fear i have overstepped my silence..

To any one who reads this,may you be blessed with a wonderful year..say what you need to say,and remember to Live,Laugh and Love..and die happy:-)

Xoxo
Me:-)

Random Bubblings 6

Everyone is always quoting that 'my deepest fear is not that i'm inadequate,but that am powerful beyond measure'..thinkin about it,it makes sense,most common man is fearful that they are powerful beyond measure...but for the rest of the deep folk,they are not fearful that they're powerful beyond measure...that is somethin that they already know..the fearful thing is that,with freewill, we may abuse the power of our nature...in essence,we should already realize that we are powerful,through the words we speak,through the thoughts that run in our minds,and through the ideas unspoken that we precariously hide at the back of the unexplored silences of our minds..the problem lies far beyond the fact that we know we are powerful beyond measure..but what the world would come to if we were to make public what runs in our minds...You see,in my opinion,the human mind is complex..everyone's thoughts are unique to themselves,but there exists a class of people,a minority..who the majority cannot seem to understand,thus seem to brand as weird,who in the depths of the corners of their minds hold ideas,merely ideas,that if brought to light,would change the way the world thinks...if given a chance to be exposed,would bring about a revolution..a new era..a new perception...and in so doing would open up possibilities way beyond the scope of imagination...but that,sadly would never happen,because we live in a world branded...everything has a label,and that which is not ordinary is labelled not wanted...we live in a world where everyone is trying to be equal,to be the same,they call it globalisation...but i dare say that we need to live in a world where everyone strives to be the same but in a different way,a circle inside a square to fit the triangle of life..that diversity is what we need,to be able to advance to greater heights...but fear is our biggest obstacle..fear is our greatest enemy dressed as our dearest friend..who then puts the thought in our minds that 'our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate...'..but for those enlightened,they may be able to say that their greatest fear is not that they are inadequate,nor are they powerful beyond measure,but that,with freewill, they may abuse the power of their nature...lets work to rectify our fears,learn to control our fears,and see where fate/grace may lead us to achieve this rarely embarked on task...fight to learn how to control your fear...the world would soon become a better place...or ultimately just end up way worse than it already is(well.we do have to explore all possibilities,don't we)

Random Bubblings 5

Anyway so today in one of my lectures,for like the 369th time in my life(ok thats an exaggerated number,lets bring it down to 48th time)i was once again informed of the fight or flight adrenaline theory...you know the one where if you find yourself in a stressful situation,your heart rate increases,your muscles gain super powers and you can do amazing things??yeah that one,and once again for the 48th ish time in my life,my lecturer used the one example always used... "if you come face to face with a lion,then your adrenaline levels go up blah blah..."i lost concentration soon thereafter because random questions took over..So that statement got me thinking of how highly illogical that example,which i am 100% sure anyone who's gone through our beloved 8.4.4 system has at one point,been told..true??Thinking about it,how many ppl in your life do you know ever came face to face with a hungry lion??like really??which kenyan person is this you know who takes walks in the forest and comes face to face with a lion and suddenly their fight or flight mechanisms took over??see??very illogical things we're taught in kenyan schools...if you ask me,they should change that example to somethin like "your adrenaline levels should go up if you come across a group of Kenya Police carrying AK47's..for all you know they might fire aimlessly and you may end up being that suspected gangster that has been terrorizing the neighbourhood" Such are the things that should make you bloody scared...

So now this lion thing got me thinkin again of all the lies we were told as kids..you know,all these things which you think about are simply nonsense..for example,i am also more than sure that at one or a few points in our primary lives,we were told that we could become the next presidents of Kenya...REALLY??thats just giving kids false hopes..look at it this way..when being told this president vibes,you were probably between 10-16,i there was a general election between that time,you were too young to be president,so that clearly wasn't your time..come a few years later and you can actually vie for presidency,but you'll probably be trying to make ends meet,feed the babies or trying to move out of home(at 35??) or something that life demands..by then the next general election shall come and a president shall be appointed.If its the continuing president,then you might have a chance in the next two terms or if its a new one,try your luck 15-20yrs down the line..and anyway only one person can be president at a time,so its really much of a gamble...now thats what you call giving kids false hope...smh...

Oh then i had another thought in my head,but am hungry so its disappeared..seems like this is the end of this random bubblings...i really should stop this now:-)

Cheers..
Xoxo

P.s Next time its about coffee companies and exams..thats if i actually come round to writing it:)

*Letter to 13 year old me*

Hey you..
Its me,you from the future..everyone was kinda doing this so i figured it wouldn't hurt to follow the crowd this time round...so where to start..

Oh goodness,i can see you so clearly in my mind..13 years old,shy,carefree and a TV addict(seriously you watch too much TV,you'll get bored eventually though)..your very similar to who i am now,only am more grown and less naive..13 is gonna be a very interestin year for you,you'd best believe..you somehow,under circumstances never fully understood,pass your KCPE nd as much as you don't make it to Loreto limuru aka Kottet,as much as you wanted to,you land yourself in the last place you'd have ever expected to go...and it comes as a blessing in disguise,because the friends you make in high school are still some of your best friends many years after you clear..

Unfortunately,you still are the youngest in your class in form 1,and its not gonna change till you join campus,you'll always be the baby,and they will still continue pinchin your cheeks for a long while after..its true some things never change..but some do,like the way you stop being the chubby girl,yeah don't worry,i know the boys make fun of you(especially because your hopeless at running) but few years down the line,they'll have forgotten..well you won't become skinny thin,but a nice curvey chub chub..haha your gonna have to wait and see how that one turns out..
oh yeah,your just about to clear prima and i can see you sitting next to your biggest crush..and your probably blushin like hell when he talks to you(btw the blushing aint gonna stop any time soon).dont worry bout him,crush away..your gonna look at him few years later and wonder what the hell you ever saw in him..and anyway he was never your type ..13 is the year your gonna discover you love writing out your thoughts,and that journal you write your silly primary school things in is going to be your best friend in high school,and many years and many journal volumes later,you'll still be journalling..your main self trademark..

Be warned though,you'll discover your a phase kinda girl,and you'll have a number of those as time goes by..but don't dwell too much on such,they're just passing by..though some of them are gonna be very interestin to explore.Goodness,your white boy phase is about to start btw(Mrs CMM will be ur nickname..Chad Michael from one tree hill,you'll be watchin that soon),your gonna go crazy over the spikey hair and the punk look for a while but its going to end..

i think about you and envy you,the good girl who's a superb Christian,just as mum raised you..its gonna reach a point where you will start questioning religion and eventually stray far far away from the path but be sure you'll always acknowledge God,but its gonna take some work to go back to where you are now..anyway you'll end up being pretty much the same,with awesome friends and family..enjoy 13,its a pretty good one for you..things are gonna get tougher when u grow up and you'll need to learn how to make decisions,be a big responsible girl and stuff..i really don't want to sell out all the secrets so ill leave you to that..so cheers,see you when you get here:)

Love.

P.S Don't change a single bit of you as much as the pressure is there to do so,you'll turn out just fine,different but fine:)