MY HAIR......

I LOVE LOVE MY NEW HAIR STYLE. I HAD TO SIT DOWN WITH MY HAIR STYLIST AND BOUNCE IDEAS OF EACH OTHER AND THIS WAS THE RESULT.

MY SARAKASI LIFE

It's being 3 weeks now and i do not regret joining sarakasi family. It's being one of my inspiration to get up and look forward for the day but i must say some days i just want to sleep in. It gets crazy but you know me,  i can handle crazy.
HOW HAS MY EXPERIENCE BEING SO FAR THEY ASK?
Wow....! Where do i start from?? Lets see... Oh of course! my first week...
My first week was interesting, i must say. I was open minded so nothing or no one could put me down; i just didn't know what to expect though.
Every day that week i did  something new,i met a new person, i saw something new and most importantly i survived my first week-So proud of me by the way.
I can't say it was easy but i can say, i can be strong.I remember on one of those days i was so frustrated. However i cant seem to remember why.All i recall was calling MY BABY so worked up with balancing tears in my eyes but i couldn't get hold of him so i pull myself together-which i did great on and went on with the sessions...
That is a sign of strength.
THE BEST DAY OF MY FIRST WEEK?

It was my first day.
Let me take you though that day. i was on time and apparently being on time was wrong, it meant your late. How i was meant to know that i still do not know but i didn't take it personal when i was lectured about being late on my first day although i defended myself.
Apart from that i just couldn't find the changing rooms and there was no one in the hallway to ask so i just stood and waited making me quite late for the morning session which i call dance aerobics.

Eventually i got someone to ask and found my way to them, got changed and joined the rest at the dance studio. The work out was crazy for me, it was the first time i worked out after high school and boy was i unfit; i tried my best to keep up with everyone else nevertheless.
After dance aerobics we had a 10mins break to freshen up and start the dance routines and i took the opportunity to make a "friend" and i made a good chose since i later found out she is one of the good junior dancers so it was a wise chose.
I put the word friends in " " because we all know you can't call someone a friend if you have just meet them since according to oxford dictionary: a friend is someone who knows and likes another person very well and this wasn't the case.
Anyway she guided me through the morning session routines until the break which is meant for getting a snack. So as i left the dance studio i realized i wouldn't see my shoes so i just left and went straight to my locker. I found some girl and i explained to her that i couldn't find my shoes and she is like i should check in the dustbin.
Oh my word! My shoes in the dustbin i couldn't believe my ears, for a moment.I went back upstairs looking for the dustbin and i found it; what the girl forget to tell me was that  it was a shoe dustbin to my relief, no trash inside. I was so happy. Got my shoes and left to get a snack.
All this time none of the other trainees had spoken to me, its like they were scared of me but i later found out their were intimidated by me. LOL... 
Anyway after the break i had nothing to do since the other trainees were going through a routine they had already learn t. So i hanged out with other instructors chatting away and getting to know people.

PICK OF THAT DAY?

I was welcomed too the Sarakasi family by the director famously known as ED. For those who have watch Tusker Project Fame.
Its my pick because it gave me a sense of belonging,though it was my first day there they acknowledged my presence and appreciated it. It meant a lot to me.

DO YOU LIKE IT SO FAR?

I like like like it... Haha
Being part of sakarasi has being awesome. i have so much fun when i am there. The work out is still crazy, sometimes my whole body aches like hell but i have to be fit and i really want to do a slit, its so sexy.

Not everyone has being happy for me joining sakarasi, they even go to extends of telling me it's unladylike like to shake my body in public. I was speechless when i heard this. So apparently you can wear micro mini dresses and booty shorts and shake your body in the clubs and its okey but when i go for work outs its unladylike like. Oh please save the bullshit for someone who cares. I love what i have started.

PLAIN AND SIMPLE

2012 PART 1

2012 wow, this year has being one of my crazy years in my life.I have being through alot you can neva imagine.I hv cried more than i should but then again i have laughed even more than i deserved too. I was patient, i changed some things about me to make ma self a better person n also to make things work. I have hoped n prayed for so many things; some i have recieved and some i am still waiting to recieve. I have learnt from my mistakes, i have forgiven those who have harmed me and i have had to accept that you do not always have to get what you want when you want it but it wont hurt trying...
ITS BEEN AN AMAZING YEAR. THANK YOU GOD FOR SUSTAINING ME THROUGH EVERYTHING THIS YEAR. I AM GRATEFUL.

I Am Back!

I havent blogged in a while i actualy forget how good you feel after letting it all out.
God knows all i have been through for the past couple of months and trust me i have learned alot that will guide me through the future. And i am a stronger person now! Its taken alot and its still taking alot but each day it all gets better with time.
Everything i have learnt i will share with you in due time since i know someone somewhere is going through the same and i would love to tell them at the end of the tunnel there is always light, beautiful and amazing light!
Hang in there! kisses®

Behind my smile

my hardest moment is not when tears flow from my eyes.It's When i have to hide the tears in my eyes with a smile!!

And Behind my smile there is a broken heart..

Behind my smile there is suppressed love..

Behind my smile there is ocean of pain..

Behind my smile there is lumps of frustation..

Behind my Smile there is doses of anger..

Behind my smile there is husky voice..

Behind my smile there is invisible grief..

Behind my smile there is dizzy mind..

Behind my smile there is terrifying depression..

Behind my smile there is endless hollowness..

Behind my smile there is rotten happiness..

Behind my smile there is numb human..

Behind My Smile There Is Everything You Will Never Understand until you listen...

WHAT IS LOVE?

LOVE LOVE LOVE

It's not hard to find someone who will TELL you that they love you. It's hard to find someone that
actually MEANS it. :)

Yesterday while i was putting clothes in the washing machine, i could hear ma grandma was watching family tv in ma bedroom- family tv,its a christian/ gospel channel- Joyce Meyer show was on. She is a charismatic christian author and speaker.
On this day, she was speaking about love. The one thing everyone wants and seeks in life.
She read a scripture from the Holy Bible; 1 corinthians 13:4-8 and it says:
love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self- seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protect, always trusts, always hope, always preseveres.

WOW....THIS IS WHAT LOVE IS!

It got me thinking whether i have or if i do any of those things; my answer is 50/50. The 3things i do not have or working on right now are patience, not easily angered and trust.

My patience level is very wanting; i just want things when i want them and if it doesn't happen i will be super pissed. However; i am really working on it. Its not something i can change over night but eventually i will do it. I have learn't "The longer you have to wait for something, the more you will appreciate it when it finally arrives."

NOT EASILY ANGERED! OOH LALAA. Where should i begin. I usually get angry almost instantly- i am sure your thinking thats normal too, so did i but its not.This is one thing someone i like noticed and kept mentioning it to me. I used to wonder what the hell is he talking about and with time i realised its very true. I was kinder like a ticking bomb waiting to exploid everytime someone says something i do not like; I explode into an angry rage. But anymore or rather its not as bad,I am working on it and i can say i am making tremedous improvement but Its not easy at all since i have to also change some of my beliefs. nevertheless In the end i am a better person for me, him and everyone!

Trust issues! Just by saying the words makes me feel uncomfortable. For me trusting someone isnt easy at all,especially if i like you ( I guess it from my past experience and as the saying goes once beaten, twice shy). There is a constant fear that someone will hurt me in one way or another and i cant bearing the thought of the pain and betrayal. However i have come to find out that there people who do deserve my trust and he is one of them.

He has hardly ever given me a reason not to trust him; and i not trusting him before was not to hurt him. I was just so scared of being hurt, i ended up hurting him and I. With time I have worked on my trust issues and i am still working on it.

And I TRUST HIM EVEN MORE THAN I DID BEFORE.

Looking back to how my day was yesterday its like God wanted me to be there at that time to hear what Joyce Meyer had to say since i wasn't really in the mood to do laundry and for this i am grateful to him since he has given me more reasons to work on my weaknesses.

For anyone who is reading this, kindly consider 1 Corinthians 13:4-8. It might answer why all your relationships have not worked out. It might answer why your current relationship isnt working. It might make you see love in a whole new perspective and lastly it also might make you believe in LOVE and give you HOPE.

cheers to you all. mob luv from MOI®

NAIROBIAN WOMAN

So i found this silly article about  NAIROBIAN WOMAN and trust me i hv so much to answer back....
The blue font is the article and the pink font is me
Here it is:
- She earns a salary of 10k yet stays in a bungalow worth 40k...you wonder how she raises the rent. 

Stop wondering how she raises the money and start working, both you and i know that money doesn't grow on trees,meaning her man is paying her rent and that is how it should be.Men are meant to provide for their women, simple. If you cant provide stop complaining and who said that she doesn't have other part time jobs.

- She will always have flu yet she has no idea that Ken-knit still makes
sweaters that can keep her warm. 

She doesn't always have a cold, that's a lie and yes she does know ken-knit still make sweaters that can keep her warm but she rather rock F&F, Gucci,etc

- She made the petticoat go extinct and now she is working on eliminating the bra and she will complain that men are ogling at her breasts...

She made petticoat disappear since she didn't see why women wore it in the first place.I highly doubt she wants to eliminate bras because she knows the wonders a bra can do for her boobs. Men should know that its her mouth speaking not her breast so staring at her face will be the right thing to do.

Though she is as broke as a church mouse , you will find her always at Java...

Clearly her brokenness level is different from yours, when she says she is broke she might still have 80k in her account while you saying your broke you only have 300 in your pocket. So dont be surprised, you just ain't in the Same level.

- Where I come from ‘going out’ means going to the toilet at night but to the Nairobi woman it is galloping from one club to the other with her gang of equally confused girls... this woman shocks me.

Wow country boy, you still have a lot to learn about the city; going out means clubbing and it doesn't necessarily mean "galloping" from one club to another and Let me help you with your vocabulary i guess what you want to say is club hopping and not club galloping . Okay country boy! Ask your city boys, to explain to you how it works since they do it to.Your allowed to hate on her friends its only normal to hate on what you cant have.

- Other women would be proud to share their bed with a child but this
woman has a brood of ugly teddy bears named after her exes that she
tells stories of her escapades ..’you see Johny, today this jamaa angaliad me and I angaliad him so we angaliad each other. 

So do you want her to sleep with her child until their twenty years old (or what age would you like her to stop sharing her bed with her child? ) so as to produce irresponsible men who like to complain instead of being a man who can maintain a so called Nairobian woman. No thank!

- Imagine ‘This woman cares about her artificial hair more that she cares about her head...she would rather suffocate herself with a polythene bag than see water drop on her ‘weave’.. and when she goes to sleep, the stocking on her head makes mosquitoes think it is Halloween and they don’t need that woman in the Doom advert to do her tricks.. 

Now this one is one thing i wouldn't disagree with, her artificial hair cost about half your rent and this is if your rent is more than 16k; if not her hair cost more than your rent... Why the hell wont she not prevent it from the rain and your chose of words is pathetic; They do not suffocate themselves, they cover they hair. I dont understand how you know what the mosquito think about...

- She would tell you she is ‘watching her weight’ when she is watching the
plate full of chips and half chicken that she is slowly throwing into her mouth at KFC ...

First KFC doesn't sell half a chicken it sells pieces and she has already counted the calories of fries with pieces of chicken to know that the meal wont interrupt her diet.

- She would rather quench her thirst with Smirnoff than cold water..and she does not feel hungry ,she gets a craving. This craving at times makes
her think ice cream is a meal... 

So its very okey for a man to ask for ugali with chicken and tusker baridi but not for a woman to ask for fries with fried meat and Smirnoff. Its the same thing so if you think its wrong when a woman does it then you have gender issues.

- She loves pain, she loves to be pricked, you will find her face with
many rivets, screws and bolts that she calls earrings, nose rings, eyebrow rings, tongue rings, lip rings etc and she complains of violence against women while she violates herself.

 You may not like it but she does and that is what matters the most. Furthermore Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.

- You may think she loves rings but try to put a wedding ring on her finger and her gang of girls will make her disappear without a trace.

 And that is what i call true friendship, they cant seat and watch you turn they friend into a house wife... No not now, not ever!