I RIDE HORSES.

Horses are wonderful animals associated with wealth.They are rich animals those that children pay 100 bob for a 2 minute ride. They are mysterious associated with the stories of how knights save the princess and gallop her away. Yes horses have a better name than even some people.

Reason I choose to write about horses is because I love horses. And also because I was dared to write a story on riding horses. The proverbial horse is what I will write about. It is richness and getting to the stage where you can fly your kids to school in a chopper everyday.
I want to own a horse one day and ride it into the sunset with a handsome knight by my side. Ahh what bliss to think of things you hope you can get and think you cannot.
Henry Ford once said whether you say you cant or can, it is probably right. My translation I can own a horse a real horse on a ranch but being a kenyan my horse will most likely be cars or cows. I hope cows thousands of cows and then I can play at being a cow girl.
Horses can also be hapiness the thing we want most and do too  much for yet most of the time it is right infront of us.We need to relax and look at the present without worrying about the future. Maybe we have our horse right infront of us but we are to complicated to notice.
Hmm I am embarking on a journeyto get my horse.

Party elections imagine I lost. UNBELIEVABLE!

I have just left something I thought I would win. The company elections was tonight. I am a staunch believer and I love the company I am always there for them so its only natural that I would have some expectations of getting somewhere. The meeting started well with over thirty members present. Introductions were done we laughed and talked and joked about each others relationship status. Finally the time we were all waiting for.  The nominations of the new officials. It was time to choose. Of course we begun with the chair and I was nominated though we all knew who would win. Then the vice and again I was nominated then the treasurer and again I was nominated and I did not get any post. Mark you the elections were done in that the nominated people left the room then the other people voted and chose their leader. I went out three times  all times in vain but ooh well guess lesson learnt is my time hasn’t come yet.

Last week I had called up my dear mother to cry over messing up when applying for a job I really wanted and her calm reply was if the job is yours you will get it if it is not yours you will not get it and that is just the way life. God gives you something He knows you can handle and o good in if you do not get what you wanted it was not what you needed. Lesson of the day keep smiling even when the time does not deserve your smile.

I hope completely hope to learn more by not getting those posts than I would learn by getting them. I have never known how to take disappointments but time has come for me to take risks without the fear of failure but with the joy of looking forward to a challenge.

I love my family ALOT. They are the ones I look to when  life is hard and disappointing and I cannot take it anymore. When am bored there is always Rose to call , when I need ideas Sue comes into the picture and when I need advice and love Mama’s voice does it for me. Today I am counting my blessings being grateful for having a big family thus I can discuss my relationship problems with Caro and I can talk and laugh time away with Peter. I love being a lastborn and depending on my family even though I have to grow up one day well al take the growing one day at a time.

I have the best of friends people who were there for me when I lost my father. People who hold me when I cry who support me when I fall right after they laugh at me. Wednesday 22^nd February was a hard day for me but all those friends who care for me were there. Claire kept me company Betsy made me laugh  Dee showed me how to share love even when one is a 100  kilometres  away. My other bffs were all therefor me to keep me from thinking too much and to I survived one of the worst days of my life all thanks to those friends who I can not reward in money because they deserve more than that. I even fear I cannot be as good a friend as they are.

Did I mention my cousins, nieces and nephews when I talked of my family?? Hmm they make my life go on and with so much fun and excitement. I share a special bond with each of them. Funny story  me and a cousin of mine were standing outside an electronics shop and next to it was a kichochoro. It was 24^th December a day all cousins  had been together. There we were just me and Daisy minding our  own business waiting for dear big cuzo to pick us when three young men came along and one of them said to us come I have 500 bob. He loudly said to his friends “ Hawa nawajua wanakkuanga hapa.” We were shocked we were decently dressed in BAGGY trousers and sweaters not for a minute did we look  like prostitutes and at 500 umm WHAT!!!!  Well that is it for the night more stories coming soon... 

What travelling does to me

I have always wanted to write while am travelling because the view of everything just fills me with words. A childhood dream to write on the road odd or weird its just me. I love travelling when I was small I used to make up stories in my mind and close my eyes and watch the story unfold in my mind or I would stare out and look at the trees, the maize growing the shops we passed and everything just had me thinking about it. Its very interesting the way human beings are. There is always something that calms one down for me its travelling though at times it brings out my emotions. Travelling is magical to me. I love the way it is just me and my thoughts and the motion passing kids who give you something to think about or make you remember the olden days. Seeing couples walking others doing business when travelling its like you are on the outside looking at the world. It feels me with so much. Maybe that’s  what I should do in life be a travelling something. It’s a job I love and I have been preparing for it since I was a toddler.

Chepkanga. The land I belong and grew up.

 Where the wind is so strong that it talks.

 When angry the wind shouts.

when happy it whispers and the trees sway gently to its voice.

where people are warm and welcoming

where people are gossips and know everything about all residents

where it seldom changes

ten years ago and today all things are same

people are born and grow up and move on.

where the skies are so blue

and matatus so rare

people gladly squeeze to make space for a neighbor

chepkanga the place that never changes and the place I grew up.

ALL,S WELL THAT END,S WELL.

Its all I can say on this beatiful day as I mark the end of my 1st semester as a second year. Goodbye AUGUST SEMESTER 2011! GOODBYE 2011!!!!
THINGS THAT HAVE LEFT A MARK ON ME THIS SEMESTER.
1. Photography
Dear photography you made me love you and then hate you. I have loved you ever since I could remember but getting to know you changed that. You made me cry, you gave me sleepless nights and now am just happy to let you go... for now. Just know al b back for you and I will conquer you coz though u have stressed me I still love you.
2. My break up.
I will be single for a very very long while because once beaten twice thrice shy.
3.

time for time...

Its time I stopped being lazy and started writting some more.
Time has passed since and my love for writing has decreased over the years (odd I know). When I was in class five I used to write short stories based on the greek myth stories I had read thankfully because my classmates had not read about them they were so impressed by those stories. I guess that was the beginning and since then stories have flowed and my hand has written them down but my laziness has never let me finish the stories.
 In class eight my inspiration was the baby sitter books my own gang of friends dealing with teenage issues, school issues, group issues and home issues. I dreamt lots of things and shortly wrote my dreams  down.

I am a person who loves travelling because I wont get  bored in the matatu I think of too many things and make up a lot more things. My mind becomes my world and I get lost in it.
Back to time highschool a confession I hated reading anything without an interesting storyline thats why I spent so much time in the library and still failed chemistry, biology, pyhsics you get the drill.
I read and re read novels like  pride and the prejudice, little women and s.e hinstons books wah dont I miss those days.
I wrote stories only when I had serious writing and reading to do.In the middle of reading chemistry I would get an idea of a girl who has been living her mum's life and her grandmother's life. She was Cheru born to Washu granddaughter of Adhu. She read her mother's diary and realized all the major events in her life had happened just as in her mothers life. Was she content knowing what she would end up as when she would marry and how she would die??
Oops where was I? Yea my writing during preps and when doing an assingment for some reason ideas came just when I dnt need them. During the holidays I would take the writings hoem and show them with pride to everyone at home. They were what I had to show off.
I guess that's why after form four the writing career in media seemed the natural way to go to this day am not convinced it was the right path but I guess all only know for sure when I have gained some recognition from a professional which I am kind of afraid of doing.
Bottom line is I will keep writing for me for you maybe professionally maybe not but Chinua Achebe rank here I come :)

My 5 STRONGHOLDS.

Dear Ima,
           How are you and how is life this days its been 9 yaers since we last talked you were the best friend I ever had. I know I have
used the word were thats because so many things have changed since those days.Life went on and I found people who will be with me forever yeah yeah I know you would have been 1 of them if you were still here. Let me tell you about them from the very begining
it was in 2003 and I was going to a new school the tension and everything else was there. So was  a D  and a SH and a SHA and a L and a H
friends good friends then I dnt know how good. They helped me through those last 3 years and wwwwwaaaaahhh dnt we have a lot of fun in our own way. The 1st part of life ended and we went our different ways because life had to go on and we had to meet all the other awesome poeple who would change us in small ways.
          Yeah we met them and met them people who were with us in the second phase of life and personaly my new friends were just great and helpful with a shoulder to cry on as I went through everything and everything is a LOT the tears I shed the laughter everything!!!
Then we finished that phase of life and met again and believe it or not picked up from where we stopped we went on as if we had never been apart.Ima  I cant say all we have been through together special times with each one of them they know everything  av been through since this year begun.
           I have found friends who are more than friends they are sister and more than sisters they are my best friends!!!!!!!!!! Ilove them soooooo much and know we always will be there 4 each other. Ima they are Deee my namesake, Sha,Sheila,Lisa and Hilda!!!!!
          Ima al break it all down for you another day al tell u all about my days!!! Today av told you about my strongholds they were sent by God to be there for me heheheh.

I B ME

I write coz I love,
I cry coz I hurt,
I cry 2 coz I love,
I b coz I am,
I smile coz of life,
I wish coz of wants,
I pray coz of needs,
I pray coz of pain,
I pray for love,
I pray for u,
I pray for me,
I pray to fill an emptyness,
I eat to add,
I eat to love,
I study to live,
I enjoy to laugh,
I confuse coz I can,
Then I smile coz am me,
I fill joy coz I have all I need.
I am thankful to Him, to you, to me!!!