of love, life and living it up
Saturday, October 01, 2005
of tags and stuff
i, of all people, have a cold. its not that a cold is anything special but i never get sick. i'm one of those people who rarely get the sniffles, coughs or any of the serious stuff (thank God) even after all ill treatment i put my body through. so the amount of whining i have done the last couple of days has my brother on his last nerve. to make it worse, i'm what my sister refers to as a millenium hippie - i believe that medicine should only be taken as an absolute last resort. my dear bro cannot for the life of him understand why i won't just pop a few pills and get it over and done with but i have my reasons: one is that im in the middle of my first round of exams and i just can't afford to be sleeping around ... (just read the last sentence and it sounds a bit suspect-it is so easy to be misunderstood!) ... okay, i can't afford to be falling asleep at random. and i did have a weekend of partying planned but after last night, i think i'm taking a break. i'm simply to tired to do this again tonight and sunday.
speaking of partying, i was in austin, texas last weekend and had a blast!! but that shall be addressed later on in the post cos i have been ...
TAGGED!!!
kipepeo tagged me a while back, and i have finally gotten around to doing it. here goes ....
ten years back
in 1995 i was 11 years old, in standard six and nursing several crushes at a go, from boys in my class to all members of 3T. i also had a "boyfriend", but i was still a year away from my first kiss. i was way into music and could sing along to everything on the radio and had one of many song books (i wonder whatever happened to them) hung out with my older siblings and their friends cos my mother reckoned that if i tagged along they wouldn't be up to any mischief. how wrong she was, cos this was the year i was introduced to various "jam sessions" at strange "discos" (who still uses that word?) around my neighbourhood. yup, no age restrictions and between two and six on a sunday afternoon it was the thing to do. we would go swimming for like 10 minutes - that's what we were meant to be doing - and then go and party like it was 5.59pm. it was from this that i caught the partying bug and i loved the dancing that went along with it. i was a moderate trouble maker in school: i did enought to make my parents want to tear out their hair by the roots but not enough to be sent to boarding school or shags. life was great at this age!
5 years ago
the year 2000 was the year i turned sixteen. i was in an all girls boarding school somewhere in limuru smack in the middle of a tea plantation, 2.5 kilometres from the nearest main road and too far away from civilization to even think of sneaking out of school. (it has just occured to me that maybe my parents did finally get fed up. ha! go figure) i could call it one of the greatest years of my high school career (the following year i was in form four and the pressure of passing exams sucked out all the fun of high school for me) cos i found ways to make the experience a great one. still a moderate trouble maker and was on the "wanted" list of several idle teachers who had nothing better to do than complain that i was a noisemaker, that my scouts uniform was too short and that i slept through most of morning and evening prep, and that was when i bothered to show up. so you can imagine the shock when they made me house captain. there is a rumour that still goes round that i was a mistake that they never rectified. it did teach me that i actually had leadership capailities though. anyway, i cleaned up my act a little bit but that didn't stop me from sneaking drinks at the very top of my dorm's fire escape and feeling on top of the world and owning a radio (life without music was unthinkable - how else do you get going in the morning?) which was forbidden, and i still don't get what the big deal was. i met some of my greatest friends in high school. there were many great things going on that year but it was also full of alot of heartache. i experienced death that year and the three that had the most effect on me was one of my favourite aunties who died of breast cancer complications, my grandpa who lived to be 92 before he moved on and one of my close friends who commited suicide. you can say that i grew up alot that year and i gained a new appreciation for living life
last year
this one is a tough one to summarise. alot went on in this year but i can't put my finger on many of them. i had just finished I.B (international baccalaureate diploma) and you can say that i dabbled in lots of stuff. to use a term which used to baffle me before, i was finding myself. in doing this i found love in mr. teddy, who were it not for his persitence i would have passed by. being with him taught me maturity and helped me grow up, which at age twenty i had lots to do in many small ways. dealt with alot of disappointments that year, from feeling left behind cos i was unable to go to university at the same time alot of my friends to learning how to be an indivdual to knowing when to let go of friendships/relationships that sadly had outlived their purpose or that i had outgrown. in hindsight the year was a good one, cos i don't think that i would be the person i am today without its experiences. did alot of partying and had a great time generally. i also did some traveling, highlight of which was going camping in the mara - real camping with sleeping bags on the ground and bad camp food, not the bed in a tent and a chef thing - and skinny dipping in some miscelleneous river twice a day for every day i was there in the name of showering ... i kid you not! there were no portable showers and the heat was unbearable. it was either be hot and stinky or cool off in the river. the extreme left was for girls and the extreme right was for boys which made it less wierd (the school of thought was that we all have the same body parts and all that was different was colour, size and quality) and apart from a few peeping toms it was surreal taking a bath and seeing a giraffe grazing and other animals running around in the distance. but i do shudder to think what all the bathing soap and shower gel did to the river. definately something i won't forget and something i want to do again. many great experiences but not enough time to write about them all. but this year was an eye opener for me.
last week
i now live in the great city of houston,texas and last week was evacuation time. i was one of those who were stuck in traffic for twelve hours in the heat. luckily we didn't run out of fuel, but it was one of those things you do not want to go through when nerves are frayed and all water and drinks in the car are warm and yucky. it did make me think about what was important - my brother and i live in a flood prone area and since i was doing the packing for the both of us it was up to me to choose what was worth carrying with us should everything be submerged during the hurricane. after packing up all vital documents like passports and stuff i stood in my closet and realised that i have waaaay to many clothes and miscellaneous things to my name. i am kind of a pack rat cos i keep stuf around "just in case" i might use it one day. its clearly time for me to clean out my closet and my room. in the end, i packed as many clothes and shoes as could possibly fit in a suitcase and that was alot (anyone who knows me knows that one of the life skills i picked up from being a scout is being able to fit lots of stuff in a small space and still have room for more), photo albums, cds, my school books and my laptop and all its accesories. still wasn't much though, and after that my priorites as far as material things were questioned, thus the spring cleaning. one thing that i did wish i carried was a camera. in the midst of the panic and general grumpiness during the evacuation there was still a sense of humour that was kept by many and some things were just plain funny. from the "honk if you are horny" signs taped to peoples car windows to the guy who had a deck chair and a cooler on top of his car and was catching up on his sunbathing. the most amazing sights was when the highway gradually inclines up hill and from the bottom you could see what looked like a milion red brake lights going all the way up and from the top of the hill you could see headlights for miles. kodak moments were all round but no camera! definately packing one if there is a next time. finally made it to austin, texas twelve hours later which is amazing considering that the trip usually takes two hours. the only relief is that we didn't have to look for a room or stay at a shelter cos my dad lives there. upside of the whole evacuation experience was going for a night out on the town over the weekend. i then discovered sixth street, which is a street in austins downtown area that is the heart of its night life. it runs as normal during the day but at night they close it down to all cars and only allows pedestrian traffic and up and down the street all you see is clubs, bars, eateries, souvenier shops and tattoo parlours. a great experience, and i definately have to go back and do an entire weekend down there.
yesterday
not much went on yesterday. the only highlights were my math exam, my cold and going out to celebrate many bithdays including my brother's. i have decided that way too many people are born this time of the year - it's hard to find good gifts when you are the typical struggling student for not one, not two, but five people who were all born on the same weekend. but it was a blast going out.
5 places i'd love to be right now
- at home on my balcony just chilling ... i'm having a terrible bout of homesickness right now
- wherever mr. teddy bear is ... that man is just a joy to spend time with
- wasini island, coast ... i went there ages ago and i have great memories of having fun
- morocco, egypt, spain ... places i would love to visit
- in bed, asleep ... i have a sleep deficit i have to catch up on
catch me dead in these five things
- high waisted, tapered pants ... they don't look good on anyone and look horrible
- jackets and shirts/blouses with padding on the shoulders ... i have wide shoulders and they make me look ugh!
- hooker heels/ stripper shoes ... you know, those with clear heels and straps.yuk.
- gold/silver sequined bags ... gaudy, gaudy, gaudy
- padded bras ... this is easy: i simply do not need one
and if i had a million i would
- go travel to the all the places i've ever wanted to visit
- set my parents up so that they don't have to work so hard
- pay for my university education and mr. teddy's flying lessons
- shop till i drop! or at least until the money runs out
- give some to breast cancer research ... it runs in my family and is one of the top killers of women today
5 greatest joys
- music and dancing ... i may not play any instruments but i play good cds
- mr. teddy bear .... simply amazing
- spending quality time with myself ... a great way to unwind, i do it every day
- icecream with fresh strawberries ... yum!
- having a good time with friends ... it puts things in perspective
5 songs i know the words to
my goodness, must i choose? i was one of those kids who knew all the words of songs on the radio and adverts on tv but couldn't memorise the multiplication tables. but off the top of my head
- aerosmith, don't wanna miss a thing ... mr. teddy's doing :-D
- captain planet theme song ... kipepeo and i are on the same page on this one. great minds think alike!
- barbie girl, aqua ... i don't know why, it irritates me to bits. but the damn song is on yahoo music's top 100 most requested songs so i know someone out there is listening to it. come on, 'fess up!
- this programme that used to come on kbc on saturday morning the song goes
i'm hynie (spelling?) the laughing hyena,
i'm laughing all day long - huhuhuhu (the last part is a chuckle)
because when i laugh all my troubles away i get na na na na na na (i forget those words)
he's happy no matter what happens, he's singing his happy song ......
and so on. i don't remember the name of the programme but i used to listen to it.
-soak up the sun by sheryl crow
favourite munchies
- strawberries
- chocolate chip cookies
- chocolate
- krackles tomato flavoured crisps
- a cup of milo with a dash of amarula and some sugar ... not a munchie but i love it
going down memory lane was fun. but now what's bugging me is that i can't remember the name of the pogramme with the laughing hyena. any takers?
random thought of the day
my english teacher and i always disagree on where grammatical soundness ends and creative licence begins. here are some questions english teachers all over the world should be asked
- if the plural of goose is geese, shouldn't the plural of moose be meese?
- if the past tense of drink is drank and of stink is stank, then shouldn't the past tense of wink be wank?
speaking of partying, i was in austin, texas last weekend and had a blast!! but that shall be addressed later on in the post cos i have been ...
TAGGED!!!
kipepeo tagged me a while back, and i have finally gotten around to doing it. here goes ....
ten years back
in 1995 i was 11 years old, in standard six and nursing several crushes at a go, from boys in my class to all members of 3T. i also had a "boyfriend", but i was still a year away from my first kiss. i was way into music and could sing along to everything on the radio and had one of many song books (i wonder whatever happened to them) hung out with my older siblings and their friends cos my mother reckoned that if i tagged along they wouldn't be up to any mischief. how wrong she was, cos this was the year i was introduced to various "jam sessions" at strange "discos" (who still uses that word?) around my neighbourhood. yup, no age restrictions and between two and six on a sunday afternoon it was the thing to do. we would go swimming for like 10 minutes - that's what we were meant to be doing - and then go and party like it was 5.59pm. it was from this that i caught the partying bug and i loved the dancing that went along with it. i was a moderate trouble maker in school: i did enought to make my parents want to tear out their hair by the roots but not enough to be sent to boarding school or shags. life was great at this age!
5 years ago
the year 2000 was the year i turned sixteen. i was in an all girls boarding school somewhere in limuru smack in the middle of a tea plantation, 2.5 kilometres from the nearest main road and too far away from civilization to even think of sneaking out of school. (it has just occured to me that maybe my parents did finally get fed up. ha! go figure) i could call it one of the greatest years of my high school career (the following year i was in form four and the pressure of passing exams sucked out all the fun of high school for me) cos i found ways to make the experience a great one. still a moderate trouble maker and was on the "wanted" list of several idle teachers who had nothing better to do than complain that i was a noisemaker, that my scouts uniform was too short and that i slept through most of morning and evening prep, and that was when i bothered to show up. so you can imagine the shock when they made me house captain. there is a rumour that still goes round that i was a mistake that they never rectified. it did teach me that i actually had leadership capailities though. anyway, i cleaned up my act a little bit but that didn't stop me from sneaking drinks at the very top of my dorm's fire escape and feeling on top of the world and owning a radio (life without music was unthinkable - how else do you get going in the morning?) which was forbidden, and i still don't get what the big deal was. i met some of my greatest friends in high school. there were many great things going on that year but it was also full of alot of heartache. i experienced death that year and the three that had the most effect on me was one of my favourite aunties who died of breast cancer complications, my grandpa who lived to be 92 before he moved on and one of my close friends who commited suicide. you can say that i grew up alot that year and i gained a new appreciation for living life
last year
this one is a tough one to summarise. alot went on in this year but i can't put my finger on many of them. i had just finished I.B (international baccalaureate diploma) and you can say that i dabbled in lots of stuff. to use a term which used to baffle me before, i was finding myself. in doing this i found love in mr. teddy, who were it not for his persitence i would have passed by. being with him taught me maturity and helped me grow up, which at age twenty i had lots to do in many small ways. dealt with alot of disappointments that year, from feeling left behind cos i was unable to go to university at the same time alot of my friends to learning how to be an indivdual to knowing when to let go of friendships/relationships that sadly had outlived their purpose or that i had outgrown. in hindsight the year was a good one, cos i don't think that i would be the person i am today without its experiences. did alot of partying and had a great time generally. i also did some traveling, highlight of which was going camping in the mara - real camping with sleeping bags on the ground and bad camp food, not the bed in a tent and a chef thing - and skinny dipping in some miscelleneous river twice a day for every day i was there in the name of showering ... i kid you not! there were no portable showers and the heat was unbearable. it was either be hot and stinky or cool off in the river. the extreme left was for girls and the extreme right was for boys which made it less wierd (the school of thought was that we all have the same body parts and all that was different was colour, size and quality) and apart from a few peeping toms it was surreal taking a bath and seeing a giraffe grazing and other animals running around in the distance. but i do shudder to think what all the bathing soap and shower gel did to the river. definately something i won't forget and something i want to do again. many great experiences but not enough time to write about them all. but this year was an eye opener for me.
last week
i now live in the great city of houston,texas and last week was evacuation time. i was one of those who were stuck in traffic for twelve hours in the heat. luckily we didn't run out of fuel, but it was one of those things you do not want to go through when nerves are frayed and all water and drinks in the car are warm and yucky. it did make me think about what was important - my brother and i live in a flood prone area and since i was doing the packing for the both of us it was up to me to choose what was worth carrying with us should everything be submerged during the hurricane. after packing up all vital documents like passports and stuff i stood in my closet and realised that i have waaaay to many clothes and miscellaneous things to my name. i am kind of a pack rat cos i keep stuf around "just in case" i might use it one day. its clearly time for me to clean out my closet and my room. in the end, i packed as many clothes and shoes as could possibly fit in a suitcase and that was alot (anyone who knows me knows that one of the life skills i picked up from being a scout is being able to fit lots of stuff in a small space and still have room for more), photo albums, cds, my school books and my laptop and all its accesories. still wasn't much though, and after that my priorites as far as material things were questioned, thus the spring cleaning. one thing that i did wish i carried was a camera. in the midst of the panic and general grumpiness during the evacuation there was still a sense of humour that was kept by many and some things were just plain funny. from the "honk if you are horny" signs taped to peoples car windows to the guy who had a deck chair and a cooler on top of his car and was catching up on his sunbathing. the most amazing sights was when the highway gradually inclines up hill and from the bottom you could see what looked like a milion red brake lights going all the way up and from the top of the hill you could see headlights for miles. kodak moments were all round but no camera! definately packing one if there is a next time. finally made it to austin, texas twelve hours later which is amazing considering that the trip usually takes two hours. the only relief is that we didn't have to look for a room or stay at a shelter cos my dad lives there. upside of the whole evacuation experience was going for a night out on the town over the weekend. i then discovered sixth street, which is a street in austins downtown area that is the heart of its night life. it runs as normal during the day but at night they close it down to all cars and only allows pedestrian traffic and up and down the street all you see is clubs, bars, eateries, souvenier shops and tattoo parlours. a great experience, and i definately have to go back and do an entire weekend down there.
yesterday
not much went on yesterday. the only highlights were my math exam, my cold and going out to celebrate many bithdays including my brother's. i have decided that way too many people are born this time of the year - it's hard to find good gifts when you are the typical struggling student for not one, not two, but five people who were all born on the same weekend. but it was a blast going out.
5 places i'd love to be right now
- at home on my balcony just chilling ... i'm having a terrible bout of homesickness right now
- wherever mr. teddy bear is ... that man is just a joy to spend time with
- wasini island, coast ... i went there ages ago and i have great memories of having fun
- morocco, egypt, spain ... places i would love to visit
- in bed, asleep ... i have a sleep deficit i have to catch up on
catch me dead in these five things
- high waisted, tapered pants ... they don't look good on anyone and look horrible
- jackets and shirts/blouses with padding on the shoulders ... i have wide shoulders and they make me look ugh!
- hooker heels/ stripper shoes ... you know, those with clear heels and straps.yuk.
- gold/silver sequined bags ... gaudy, gaudy, gaudy
- padded bras ... this is easy: i simply do not need one
and if i had a million i would
- go travel to the all the places i've ever wanted to visit
- set my parents up so that they don't have to work so hard
- pay for my university education and mr. teddy's flying lessons
- shop till i drop! or at least until the money runs out
- give some to breast cancer research ... it runs in my family and is one of the top killers of women today
5 greatest joys
- music and dancing ... i may not play any instruments but i play good cds
- mr. teddy bear .... simply amazing
- spending quality time with myself ... a great way to unwind, i do it every day
- icecream with fresh strawberries ... yum!
- having a good time with friends ... it puts things in perspective
5 songs i know the words to
my goodness, must i choose? i was one of those kids who knew all the words of songs on the radio and adverts on tv but couldn't memorise the multiplication tables. but off the top of my head
- aerosmith, don't wanna miss a thing ... mr. teddy's doing :-D
- captain planet theme song ... kipepeo and i are on the same page on this one. great minds think alike!
- barbie girl, aqua ... i don't know why, it irritates me to bits. but the damn song is on yahoo music's top 100 most requested songs so i know someone out there is listening to it. come on, 'fess up!
- this programme that used to come on kbc on saturday morning the song goes
i'm hynie (spelling?) the laughing hyena,
i'm laughing all day long - huhuhuhu (the last part is a chuckle)
because when i laugh all my troubles away i get na na na na na na (i forget those words)
he's happy no matter what happens, he's singing his happy song ......
and so on. i don't remember the name of the programme but i used to listen to it.
-soak up the sun by sheryl crow
favourite munchies
- strawberries
- chocolate chip cookies
- chocolate
- krackles tomato flavoured crisps
- a cup of milo with a dash of amarula and some sugar ... not a munchie but i love it
going down memory lane was fun. but now what's bugging me is that i can't remember the name of the pogramme with the laughing hyena. any takers?
random thought of the day
my english teacher and i always disagree on where grammatical soundness ends and creative licence begins. here are some questions english teachers all over the world should be asked
- if the plural of goose is geese, shouldn't the plural of moose be meese?
- if the past tense of drink is drank and of stink is stank, then shouldn't the past tense of wink be wank?
10 Comments:
Damn u used to listnent ot that Elizabeth Omolo proggy...sheused to go byt he name of Aunty Tabby right?
Wah its been a while since i went for a camping expedition...Ours used to be the P.A kind and showering was not an option cause goal wsa covering like 50kms walkin in 4days..so u just pak a bottle of shield..and that ting woul block those sweat pores like a mutha.
OOH tha laughing hyena!!! loved that program, I think it's the best thing since sliced bread, given half a chance I'd get all the reruns and listen to them with tht child hood intensity, that had you shushing your parents the same they did when they were watching/listening to the news!!!
Oh My Word!!!
...he laughs and he laughs and he lasughs...HA HA!
At class six with a boyfi eeh am laughing at you the masaa chic..
U r lucky u survived being sent to shags i suffered because of my bro..
Tight one there...
very nice blog!enjoyed the post
@ nick
auui the horrors of p.a ... lets just say that after 3 days in ngong hills i respect anyone who does it on a regular basis. a great way to know what people are really like though. and thanks for reminding me about aunt
@ stunnuh
i loved that programme to bits ... i wonder if its still on though. those were the days
@ nakeel
childhood sweethearts are the best!
@ acolyte and kmmbr.
feel free to drop by anytime
@ sunflower
no, it wasn't tag. you are close though, but i'll let you figure i out. i have an element of mystery to maintain :-D
oh my god spicey, i was singing hiney the lauging hyena on the way home on thursday last week! even i dont know the other words!!!captain planet, hiney...ooooh im so excited...hope you get better hun!!!...eh what happened to emails...such things?
hey spice bear...
Ati you mumunyad at 12? Auuuwwiii... LOLOLOLOL
Thanks for visiting... Hmmm a cup of Milo? Hahahahahaha
Milo
@ kipepeo
i promise to write- si you know m and procastination .abit better,thanks. its just me in bed with tissues and lots of milo to keep me company
speaking of which ...
@ milo
maybe if i add some amarula and sugar to you you'll become one of my favourite munchies ... *wink* ... lol!
in my case the whole first kiss thing is overrated - twas yuk to the extreme!!! i get shivers thinking about it. eek!
@ stunuh - I'm singing that song right now. lol.
@ Spicebear - pole for the long trip. I'm in Dallas and I had a couple of people from your city come over. If you ever need a crib to hide out for a while my doors are always open.
i laugh and i laugh and i laugh ha ha ha....... I loved that song too. How is the great city. Pole for the stuck up.
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