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Soliloquy: To Be or Not To Be?

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I need to get my sh*t together.

Like seriously. What do I want to do with my life? Do I even know the answer to this question? It’s like one minute I’m so sure that I want to be a writer and before long I change my mind and decide that this writing thing is too out there for me. It’s too out there for me because ever since I started looking for a writing gig, all I have gotten is opportunities to write about abstract things. I hate abstract. I want to write about real stories, that real people can relate to. AND be so damn good at it, that I get paid for it. Continue reading

My Best 12 of 2012

Today, I promised myself that I would write something for my blog. The first thing that came to mind–that I could write about, was what 12 things happened in 2012? I had completely forgotten that I did such a post in 2010! I must say that 2012 was one TOUGH year. But in the spirit of Christmas and good cheer, I will count the things that made 2012, oh! so much better.

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1. YouTube

No. I did not discover YouTube in 2012. But, I discovered YouTube Fashionistas and Make-up Vlogs in 2012. My goodness! It’s like this was the piece of puzzle that was waiting to complete my fashion quest. Of notable mention is Brit Pop Princess and Shirley B. Eniang. Their British accents are to die for! 🙂  Continue reading

A Tale About Green Things, “Joblessness” & Lovely Neighbours

I resigned from work. I really would have wanted to say, “I quit!” (with rolling eyes for effect) except I’m no quitter. So, resigned it is. I did not resign because I got greener pastures, or a green card, or anything green for that matter, not even bountiful dollars! I resigned because I knew it was time to turn over a new green leaf.  Continue reading

Of Editors Being Edited: A Story About My Dad

It was a Thursday. I hated Thursdays because with them came Sports Day, or more specifically Sports (Half) Day. This is because Sports Day happened in the afternoon between 2pm and 5pm. I hated anything and everything Sport Day represented. From being made to run round the pitch 67 times, in a pitch that had long grass to sitting in the sun for three straight hours. All that may sound normal to you Olympic fans except I had recurring Bronchitis growing up, the long grass made my legs so itchy, and sitting in the sun for three hours wasn’t something I considered sun-bathing. Also, the grass was rumored to be heavily infested with snakes. You already know that I hate, nay, detest snakes. Get the picture? Good. Continue reading

Mourning: When it Hurts So Bad!

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Every time I come to write on my blog, I feel different. Sometimes I feel like a superstar, sometimes I feel like a proud aunt, sometimes I feel like a tour guide but today I feel like a politician. I feel like a politician because this is the one place I come once in a while–not as regularly as I should. This is the place that I make promises that I don’t keep. One such promise is the promise to post regularly. God knows my heart desires to do so, but life happens.

From reading my blog you may know that I have had my fair share of “life happens”. I come from a very small family comprising of my Dad, Mum, Me, My sister and My brother. I lost my Mum and I also lost my brother. When such things happen to you, you see life differently. So, growing up I didn’t see the need to do many things that people do. I couldn’t be bothered to party a lot, I didn’t have the time to be in relationships because I kept thinking there is more to life. If I thought something was vain, I did not give it another second of my time. I found myself gravitating more towards making meaningful relationships with people. People that were there for me when I was going through these tough seasons. That was my thing. And loving my family like it was the last thing I had.

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The One About Returning and A Place Called Kichakani

Hey good people! This is the first time I have started a blog by greeting you my Reader. It’s because after a two month blogging hiatus, I feel like it would be rude to walk in here as if two months of not posting didn’t happen. That, and also my parents taught me better. Hope y’all have been well? I know I’ve been! Can I scream here? Wuuuuuh!!! It is so good to be back. I feel a million tonnes lighter. I’m literally jumping off the walls (yes, murasta I jacked your line, shoot me?). Life is good people.

I finally completed my self awareness journey. I have never been more proud of myself. I’m so glad I didn’t quit when the going got tough, so glad that I put in the amount of work that I did to deal with my baggage, because it was worth it. All the tears I shed, all the pain I felt during the process was such a little price to pay. It was TOTALLY worth it. I have so many stories from this process that I will be sharing here, so you definitely wanna keep it locked.

Last time we talked here, I told you I was smelling a getaway. It happened! I went to this amazing little get-away place in Gilgil called Kichakani and it was completely breathtaking.

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My Personal Safari…(Update)

I finally embarked on my self-discovery journey. Hoorah! NOT. No one could have prepared me enough for it. My coach warned me severally that this process would be an involving even intense one. I didn’t realize how ill prepared I was for it. Continue reading