Randomsies

1. Chante Moore and Kenny Latimore…they rock!! Absolutely jealous am I (errm in the sense that I need to find a SO to record an album with)….their joint album “Things that lovers do” is good. Why I have now become a fan of love songs is beyond me………Pick this up. For real..ama listen to their other albums..Chante’s “Love the Woman” is equally good. Mix of jazzy songs, covers of old time songs (old time meaning I’m hearing them for the first time coz they were released before I was born…ama when I was like 2 years old or something)

2. Taken to mixing my own cocktails….one of my beloveds is trying to give up her love for beer (apparently women drinking beer gives of strange vibes…is this true? Debate!) So thanks to Rafiki here, I got the motivation to mix stuff.

So today’s cocktail- Val and Rafiki’s liqueur madness (suggestions for a name please?)

*Cut up some limes and squeeze

* Throw in some crushed ice

* Shots of Malibu

* Flavoured liqueur.I did apple flavoured liqueur…he suggested lemon flavoured

* Shake up and enjoy

This stuff is yum!!! Permanent good mood this evening I have been in..

3. Earlier today (ie before the liqueur induced mellow-ness)…was feeling kinda mopey, bit homesick….and tired of this life in general….only for my lil sis to send me a pic of herself sporting a new hairdo (cute braids)….awww…so pretty!! I smiled and was instantly at peace. I miss her…and its sad that I’m missing out on a huge chunk of her life..she’s growing up..everytime I come home I can’t believe how much she has grown…This sounds mumsy…but I spent a couple of years changing her diaper, doing the midnight feeds, waking up hour upon hour just to rock her to sleep…so yes I’m entitled to feel mumsy!

4. So interesting watching people I care about fall in love…It is…coz when you fall, you are in denial that it is happening..I’ve known her for ages…and now, I can’t help but smile when she speaks of her current interest…So happy am I..really….when I think to our past, conversations held at all odd hours because of some stupid, idiotic piece of waste XY chromosome that broke our hearts, I think we have come from far….and its about time!

Playing:

Lovable- Chante Moore and Kenny Latimore…(it is on repeat…bliss!)

Valentia FM

My mellow playlist for today. Okie not a whole playlist but a couple of songs I’m loving today…

Robin Thicke- You’re my baby

This man has rocked my musical boat from day one. Plays guitar, piano…sigh…dream material right there.

Jon B- Ooh so sexy

Old favourite right here……

Chante Moore- It ain’t supposed to be this way

Gorgeous woman…mellow voice…and I can’t wait to see her perform in a couple of weeks time…woop!

Kirk Franklin- Jesus

“Hey Mr. DJ, can you play that song about Jesus?” Love it!

Thunder only happens when it’s raining

Friday:

Latin Dance…..so my housemate and I decided to go for this, in attempts to try new and exciting things….fitness and all that. We get there, and the dance teacher kinda took us by surprise…I was kinda expecting some smoking hot Latino man…so I can drool and be extra motivated when dancing lakini wapi! The man was old, with a huge (and I’m not exaggerating here) belly and a tendecy to talk…on and on and on about everything and nothing…I was so disappointed…until he started shaking his hips…alalala! The man miraculously moved from side to side despite the belly…I was impressed! So we started with the cha-cha-cha….and I was ever so pleased to be told that I had “natural rhythm”….There is a inter-university competition in a couple of weeks time..I cannot wait to go and watch…and drool…I mean, there must be some hot man there…and logic tells me —> Hot man + dancing= serious entertainment factor…cannot wait!

Saturday

Encouraged (rather forced) to go for a wedding after-party…which turned into the usual clubbing affair….something I noticed..I need to become more girlie…I mean, I’m at a stage where people I know are getting married (and this is not the same as people my parents know, or family members…). And I don’t have clothes suitable enough to wear to a wedding….sigh. The thought of parting with my ever trusty pair of jeans/pants and huge ass sweater uniform is hard…but it shall be done!  But I still comfort myself that I’m a bit better than others…why do some women dress like “women of the night” (For lack of a better PC term here) to a wedding? I know weddings are hunting grounds but some people take it too far..I think.

As usual, the questions for the day.

• If you see your man and some girl exchanging numbers in the club, what would you do?
• Why do women go through a man’s phone..and then tell them afterwards? Doesn’t this defeat the purpose entirely? (I’m assuming that the purpose here is to sneakily keep tabs on the man)

Last of……appreciation to Mr. Stone…why?Discussion of issues in class….and I could actually remember them coz you had written about them…. Now I have justification for spending time on blogosphere. Woop!

Playlist:

• Cry for you- September
• Dreams- Fleetwood Mac
• Don’t stop- Fleetwood Mac (perfect for whistling to)

Baby class post…

I haven’t felt like blogging…..I seem to have lost the knack of creating complete sentences…so this post is like going back to baby class for me.

Embarassed again…..do I have an alarm in me that detects when people are getting it on? I must coz I simply have no explanation for this weekend…So Sunday was a relaxing day, lunch at Nandos (sigh at the peri-peri chicken…I drool and always order the same thing..lol)..then a drink at the pub, half-listening to people talk about football…(actually my mind went asleep for a bit..it was extremely relaxing…I have tried to understand that game but cannot)…So I get home, and look up and see no lights on in the house. Get in and the house was so silent, I assumed there wasn’t anyone else there…..it was cold..and the boiler in our house has a way of acting up..every so often it needs a slam, a bit of re-setting and a couple of sweet nothings thrown in for good measure…so I go to fix the boiler..and stumble into said housemate and her beloved…again!!!!!!

Now, I couldn’t tell who was more embarassed, me or her..this is the same girl I walked in on when I was trying to make myself a cup of tea..rem? So anyway, I have bn trying to remove those images from my mind…and my pal and I were marvelling at how silent some people can be….I mean, not a moan, a whisper, nothing!! Complete silence!!!!!

So bumped into her again today…I was lugging food bags and she was just coming out of the kitchen…haha the look on both our faces was priceless!!!!!!! Both of us exclaiming at how embarassed we both were, and quickly moving onto safer topics….like the gym..and current coursework loads…

Now onto my rant for the day…tights, leggings, whatever. When did girls start substituting pants and skirts for tights? Don’t get me wrong, I love the tights and top combo…I do…but only when the top is long enough to cover your wo-wo-wo….I don’t want to be sitting in class, and have to see your underwear and wo-wo-wo everytime you stand up simply because you’ve decided to wear sheer tights (the ones that are almost see-through in other words) and a sheer top as well….alafu the underwear in this particular case is loud! So no matter how hard I try, my eyes are still drawn there because of the busy pattern….grrrrr!!! And then to make matter worse, you wear a tiny sweater on top…come on now..be serious..whats the point of covering your arms but exposing your tush??? Someone explain this to me please…like for real..explain…

Moving on to happier topics now…Approaching spring, and I keep seeing hott men everywhere! Like today I almost walked into the wall of Boots coz I was struck dumb by this guy I saw…yum, yum, yummmmmmyyyyyyyy!! I have a bias against really good looking men (like J.Holiday…lol Igis) Not in a bad way, but I wouldn’t date an extremely hot guy. Reasons are very shallow (lemme start by saying that)..For one, I think I’m possessive, not ati clingy or anything, but if I saw my man being chatted up by women left , right and centre (plus women walking into buildings coz of not looking at where they were going), I would get upset…and since this must a normal occurence with hot guys I would rather skip all that drama. Two, my man cannot better looking than me…as in, not that I have dated ugly men, (far from it actually) but I cannot go out with perfection (in the physical anyway) without my obsessive psycho side coming out…I already have a hard time choosing what to wear in the morning..I don’t need the stress of trying to beautify myself ontop of that…plus you know the look you get on your face when you see a really good looking person, alafu their SO is so ordinary? Even though its shallow, one always wonders “What do you see in this person?” Then you reach the conclusion that they must have a “nice personality“. That I also don’t need… Decided that hot men are good for staring at, and bringing smiles on my face (rem the hott lawyer in Arusha ?) Therefore concluded that I need someone who is at the same level of attractiveness as I am…(OMG this sounds so shallow but whatever….I don’t feel like being serious right now)

In my ear:

• Say it- Rihanna
• Love that girl- Raphael Saadiq
• I got your man- Lady Saw
  

Opinions please

So he does something stupid…and you get upset…it might take him a while to figure out why exactly you’re mad. You might be the type to actually say “What you did upset me”…or the type that sulks, bursts into tears, walks around banging stuff just to express your anger, mumbles (loudly) under your breath “Useless men….etc”, goes quiet and cold…Whatever.

Point is, he has realised that you are upset..and that HE is the cause of your upset state. So comes the usual conversation;

“Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you”

“Really? So what EXACTLY are you sorry for?”

Now in my experience and that of my friends, alot of guys have NO idea what the heck they are apologising for. They simply say sorry just to get you back into a good mood..or maybe to stop you banging things when he’s trying to watch something (cynical I know).

So now this is me wondering if you should just accept the apology…and move on..even though he really doesn’t understand why he upset you so much.

Playing:

Bust your windows- Jazmine Sullivan