first, i hate hash tags. so you bet if i am hashtaging something, it must be worth it. so this hashtag has been generated in Nairobi, Kenya due to some barbaric events. it so happens that there are some idle men in the streets of Nairobi who take pleasure in stripping women. their reasoning is that these women were indecently dressed. so one minute you … Continue reading #MyDressMyChoice
they say the only way to get over someone is to get under someone else. that the only way to get over something is to get busy. distract yourself. well, this is my distraction. my escape. my attempt to flee reality. my source of happiness, temporary as it may be. this is me clutching onto the last straws of what was my determination a feeling … Continue reading on escapes and safehouses
The friend zone. this phrase rolls differently on my tongue. it tastes strange, unfamiliar, stranger. not because because i have no experience with its implication. actually i do not; at least not according to me. let me tell you why. first, there is nothing more precious to me than friendship. i do not understand why people make it seem like a bad thing. just because … Continue reading The Friend Zone
“i am so sorry” i say for the umpteenth time i want to stop apologizing but i am scared that you hate me now for stepping on your toes so i am sorry please do not hate me i want you to like me i need them to love me and i am sorry that i feel so inadequate that i need constant reassurance “it’s … Continue reading Obsessively Compulsively Apologetic
Growing up. One of those things in life we can do on our own terms. With all its pressures and everyone chipping in with what’s right and what isn’t, eventually it all comes down to us deciding what we are going to become. And that is the problem with irrevocable choice; plenty of room to make mistakes. Or at least that’s how it was and … Continue reading Growing up
so my previous blog post was about finding yourself and about how back and forth a process this is. so back to the same friend i was having this “finding yourself” conversation with, would you imagine she had the audacity to tell me i am transitioning from “depressed” to “not depressed.” but i am just being dramatic, i will admit though, there is some truth … Continue reading Is this a sequel? i do not know, you decide…
just this morning, i was talking to my friend and she was telling me the way “finding yourself” is the most cliche activity known to mankind. and i was like,”you should though.” i know people who think that this is a rich-people thing. i honestly don’t know how i feel about that but this much i know, losing yourself is not a rich-people thing. take … Continue reading finding yourself..
You wouldn’t believe this(i do not believe it myself either) but people think i am funny.granted, i have a sense of humour, but funny? lets not get crazy. and i get anxious when someone calls me funny because i feel like every word i say after that has to be rib-cracking,and i just cannot handle that amount of pressure. that’s the same thing with my … Continue reading Have you ever…
I was watching this comedy and there was this episode about words the characters just could not stand. My favorite was this guy who will flip and go nuts when he hears the word “spider.” I am told everyone has those words. For me it was these two words, “shut up.” I am yet to find anything that made me feel as horrible, unappreciated, belittled … Continue reading On words I thought I would never say…
there are those days i am unable to sleep, like almost all nights. i am beginning to learn that it is impossible to sleep when your brain wanders as far as mine does. so those nights i just lay in bed, and go wherever my mind takes me. and i think, think and think some more until my head hurts and my eyes gets so … Continue reading nights like these…
