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Women Lie More and Better?

It’s definitely simpler to lie. It rolls easy on the tongue and gets you off situations fast enough but not long enough. We have our excuses why we do it, sometimes you do it to protect the people around us, to shelter them from any hurt that the truth may cause. Because, most times as it is or we assume it is, the truth hurts. We don’t realize that in the end, it really doesn’t, the truth actually saves you from getting hurt.

Ask anyone who’s been lied to and what they felt when they eventually found out they were being lied to. If you’re that person,what was your reaction? Mine’s always, I wish you had told me the truth.

It’s easier to deal with a truth than with a lie, because once you’re done and the person on the receiving end has reacted, that’s it for you. You’ll know whether it’s gotten you in trouble or everything’s peachy, the verdict happens there and then. On the other hand, when you lie, you’re always waiting for the truth to unfold and the outcome could be uglier. Most of us when in that situation (where you have to make the choice between the truth or a lie to cover it up), lying always seems to be the easier and better option.

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What made me think of this, was a programme showing on local Tv. I was flipping channels to see what’s interesting, then bam! Women were there discussing how women lie more and better than men. That would certainly would catch my attention. I’m no feminist who are they by the way? but hey, why such a serious accusations to the women folk alone. It was Alfajiri on K24, the discussion went on on why women lie more than men. Whatever they were saying sounded valid because I’ve seen it, heard it and many at times experienced it. At least they didn’t exclude the fact that men lie too, but it was an all women discussion, so they couldn’t talk on their behalf. Jimmy Gathu, was the referral on things men that popped up.

Women would lie for many reasons they said, plus they do it better. For fear of being judged wrongly, being rejected for who they are, to protect the ones they love, because they need to (you know, circumstances). They went on and on, they’re valid reasons, but I think they were lame too. Because lies, they’re not an armor. They don’t shield those things from happening. What they do, is just push you more to the edge of the cliff without your knowledge. The next thing you know, you’re hanging by a thread. The lies that once a protection, don’t even offer a cushion for when you hit the hard ground.

It always starts as subtle lies. Like, about yourself, what you do, where you are, where you live, who you are or that you’ll do something while you know that you won’t or your circumstances don’t allow you to?

What if something happens and the people you’ve lied to find out that you don’t live there because it happened that they need to come visit you without your knowledge or they wanted to surprise you say on your birthday. What if someone you lied to meets your friend and as your name pops up, they ask about what you do & they have conflicting information, just that one knows the truth. Or you lie you’re somewhere you’re not, and someone is asking you because they saw you. Lies need a follow-up, so you have to remember what you lied and stick to it. Isn’t that more frustrating?

In my honest opinion, I’d rather say and hear the truth than a lie any day. Sometimes I have gold-fish memory, so I’d rather not keep a record of lies in my file system, that’s my main reason. I’m not perfect or a saint, I’m not saying I don’t lie to cover my ass, I do sometimes, but now that I think of it, the truth keeps your heart at peace. Plus there’s some matureness that comes with it. It shows that you can trust someone because they are true to you.

Truth is transparency, it doesn’t mean you divulge everything about you or your life, it means that the information you give at anytime is real, it’s you, it’s who you are. Not what you intend to be, or wish you could be or maybe you could put that as a disclaimer as you give the information, saves you a lot.

Truth is honesty, being honest with yourself and those around you. Truth is realistic,  being real not only with yourself but also with those around you.

It was April Fool’s day, hope you weren’t fooled. I wasn’t, for once. The one day you’re allowed to lie and prank people hope you took full advantage of it unlike me. Great week ahead!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Do You Know What Happiness Is For You?

It’s been all things Foundation all day, everyday. For that reason, I hope that you’re coming for the walk this weekend 22nd March at Ngong Road Forest Sanctuary from 8:00am.  It’s going to be some good fun, we can really hold it down. Come for it, then let me know if you had a good time. If you don’t have fun, you’re probably boring *joke*. On a serious note though, the one reason I love this #SaveAMum initiative is because I can’t imagine a life without my Mum. I really can’t. She’s molded me. My baby sister and I are mini-her’s.

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I remember when I was growing up, we had our differences. She would deny me permission to go certain places and totally side with my dad on the NO’s. Although she did try to cover me up a couple of times when I fell off the wagon. Or make a big deal if I didn’t clean up my room or help the house-help clean up, to the point of waking us up after going to bed *or pretend to*. She was the morning alarm “Calls out Kawi. Once, twice … Footsteps! That was it,  I would be up before she twists open my door knob because, war!”. She would ask me about school, my dad was worse though, because I had to justify that I was reading and not just busy socializing with friends.

After those wars, she was my bestie. She’s the one I’d run to if I had problems in school, if I had an ache or itch (anywhere…lol), if I just wanted someone to rant to about anything and everything. She would always give me a listening ear. She knows all my friends even without ever meeting some because of all my stories. Through it all, she remains our root. She taught me and influenced the values I hold today. Of course I attribute it to my dad too, but her presence made it easier for him (especially that we’re 2 girls). I would like to #SaveAMum today so that another child can experience this kind of relationship, it’s heavenly.

#SaveAMum, Chase Group Foundation, World Happiness Day

Apparently, today is World Happiness Day. Who knew there was that one day we devote to happiness? These “World Days” never cease to amaze. Well, I’m not the happiest in the brood, but at least I don’t have a reason why I should not have a smile randomly plastered on my face, I’m blessed. No one has clearly pointed out what happiness is yet. Is it a state? Is it a moment? It’s got to be something. When you Google it now, guess the 1st thing that comes up? Yes, Pharrell William’s – Happy. His video shows a picture of happy, I would also be happy if I was in it.

Even if we don’t collectively have an answer, at least we can think of what we feel when we think we’re experiencing happiness. Some of the things that make me get that feeling I would say is “my happy” are:

Writing a blog post

Inviting family and  friends over to hang out or vice-versa

Love, light and peace around me

Accomplishing a goal

Eating delicious food

Good “Upbeat” Music

Beautiful Scenery  (give me a house at a beach front, I’ll be happy forever, promise!)

Lot’s of color on objects

Chatting about everything under the sun

Sharing a good laugh

Catching up with old friends and meeting new friends

Comfort in my space

Problem solving

Selfies

Nothing complicated really even the beach front. As long as these things happen, whenever and wherever they happen, I feel that dash of niceness. However, I think happiness is more internal than it is external and it’s experienced best when it’s felt and shared with others. Happiness can be anything you want it to be, as long as it brightens your soul and it helps you brighten another persons soul.

Signing Off ~ *Kawi*

And You let Her Go

You know that grown up feeling that overcomes you for a moment. It’s like an epiphany of sorts and you see something in different light. Something that one point you actually believed that that’s how it should be done. However, given the chance to re-think again today, you’d be like “No, how now?”. Some thoughts or opinions you had before, if revisited can give you a mini heart-attack. I don’t think it’s growing up that caused the change of heart as I’d said at the beginning, but exposure and experience. And that could be why those two are important even as you seek for jobs. Experience and exposure help influence your opinion on certain things, and that’s why…

…opinions are only valid for the duration they’re shared. They could change as soon as you put the full stop.

Anyhow, this epiphany happened as I listened to a current song that I rather like; Passenger – Let her go. Sometimes I listen to songs because of the beats, but when I see myself slowly getting the lyrics in (because I can listen to a song a million times but the lyrics don’t get in, it’s a rare disease called #ijustcantcramlyrics lol), I start to think about what it the artist is trying to bring out. Yeah, I can sing along but maybe I’m chanting illuminati, just kidding, but you know what I mean.

So as I listened on and sang along, I thought “wait a minute, what’s this guys saying?”. Makes sense from the quote “when you love something, let it go, if it was meant to be, it’ll come back, if it doesn’t, it never loved you…” Now, that doesn’t make sense to me anymore, so let me tell you a little something about love, my kind of love. Not necessarily the lover kind of love, just general love. For your family, friends and things.

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You know it when you get it, and you don’t have to let go to know that you have it. Love doesn’t need proof by leaving and seeing whether they’ll (or it’ll) come back. Love just needs a few actions that express what you feel and what the other persons feels for you. Love doesn’t have seasons. Love is not like weather, it’s a constant through out the seasons. Love makes those seasons bearable. What happens within the seasons are feelings. Feelings, which are always bound to change depending on the situation you’re met with. If it’s rainy and it’s muddy and wet, you’ll hate it and wish for the sun, then when the sun is too scotchy, you’ll wish for the cold.

Love like other things in life, have rules, mostly unwritten. A few written. If you read the bible, it makes it easier for you to break the code. That’s why you’d find friends becoming (fri)enemies because of overstepping a love rule. If you disrespect me, then how do we get along? If you don’t forgive me for my shortcomings, then how do you expect this relationship to work out? If you keep my record of wrongs and keep reiterating them, that’s really annoying, just let go and move on, if you’re jealous of my achievement then how do we help each other? If you’re impatient with me, then how do we grow and be there for each other through the highs and lows?

That’s love. Don’t let her go when you love her, keep her instead. Love is about forgiveness, working it out, growing, letting go of baggage and moving on and while at it, the one thing that should stay, is that thing or that person(s) you love. Stupid, would be listening to the quotes and lyrics and letting go to see if the said person or thing will come back, even butterflies don’t. They fly away and find other places where they’ll fit in.

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Life Happens

No, life is not what happens when you’re busy making plans because plans are part of what is life is about. Only problem is that the plans that we make here (on earth, that is) sometimes don’t match the plans that our maker has (or had) for us. Does that mean you don’t make plans? No, it doesn’t. It just means we make plans knowing that our plans are not the ultimate ones. That they will not necessarily turn out to be what we wanted them to be, because they sometimes could conflict with what our maker has in store for us.

*** Life happens.

Sometimes the maker’s plans, works for us and other times against us. For us, when we are successful in how we planned it out and then some more. When a simple software program made in your dorm room becomes the most sought after program in the world. When anyone purchases a device, the one program they want to install without a doubt is, Facebook (and now WhatsApp, lucky chap). His plans, they totally worked out for him. I used the most universally known example for it to make sense. Don’t we all want to be the next Mark Zuckerberg in our different capacities. A young over-achiever? Especially when it comes to your career or whatever it is your passionate about, Oprah or Gordon Ramsay among very many other, did it too.

But unfortunately, it doesn’t work like that for everyone. It’s different for each person. Everyone’s’ plan is architectured differently. You’d find that most of the people who built the software programs with Mark Zuckerberg or those that assisted in its roll out in one way or another are not on his much admired lane. They’re in different lanes; some are successful in their other ventures, others are struggling to find their breaking point, others are not there any more, others are just, well, just there.

***  Life happens.

Then there’s the complete downside of life, the loss of it. Your future could seem oh-so bright. And as you see yourself getting where you’ve always wanted to be, then your life is cut short. I have seen some friends lose life at such a tender age. You know when you have so much working out for you or in your favor. It just doesn’t make sense. Why would your maker get you to that level, then yank you out of the face of the earth before your revel in it, through accidents, terminal illnesses among other causes. Doesn’t he know that you have people who look up to you, people who love you, people who don’t necessarily love you but admire your ambitious self and people who don’t know you, but know about you and the potential you have (or had, now that you’ve been yanked out). Painful, huh?

***  Life happens.

The saddest or scariest part is that you just don’t know what happens after life happens. Even now as you live, you don’t know. You know the next thing you want for yourself, but you don’t know the next thing the maker wants from you, for you or with you. Sadly, “the world is not our home we are just passing through”. It’s not something that we’ll probably ever accept or even quite understand, but since the length of our visit is unnumbered and our time here is unknown, let’s make use of what we have and make the best out of it. Ain’t it?

“Let’s not limit ourselves :-

  • Plan like you’re living for many years and years to come that you die of old age;
  • Love like your life depends on what or who you’re loving on;
  • Learn all you can – there’s no excess learning but there’s ignorance which is not bliss;
  • Laugh when something’s funny, even when others don’t get the joke, they’re probably slow, they’ll catch up;
  • Eat healthy when you can, junk when you can’t, basically, don’t starve yourself;
  • Work hard and have some good fun while at it;
  • Dance like you’re the best even if you have two left legs;
  • Allow yourself to entertain and be entertained;
  • Treasure your family and friends, they are priceless! Always make them feel like a million bucks while you have them around and while they have you around;
  • Pamper yourself once in many whiles, because you’ll always deserve it.
  • Express yourself and stand for what you believe in, even when they don’t get you, they eventually will.”
  • Lastly, selfies will make you happy for a moment. Take a moment, take a selfie!

~ Kawiria

*** Because, that’s how life happens.

Selfies, #TeamSelfies

Selfies are good for your SUNity!

Wishing you nothing short of a blessed weekend, with a dose of SUNshine to light up your life xo!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

What Do You Really Want?

I was talking to a friend yesterday and while we were at it, we had a meeting of beliefs. I tend to believe, you speak, write or think what you desire. Because first, God listens, second, the world, through its technicalities, conspires for you to achieve it. It’s not necessarily immediate, but it eventually does.

I think ever since I understood the power of the spoken word, I have been over utilizing it, it always works for me, eventually. Most of the things I have managed to achieve in my young and tender age forever young, big or small, was at one time self-confessed whether through a thought, a written or spoken word. For a person who’s very non-specific, I figured the importance to be specific after I was told this short joke. Could be a true story but it made so much sense. Every time someone asked me what I want I always went like “I don’t know, anything”. Now I know better.

Jack Prayed so hard everyday and one day God finally talked to him.

God: Yes Jack, what do you really want?
Jack: I want a job, a very big car and lots of girls to be all around me every day.
God: Is that all Jack?
Jack: Yes!
God: Okay Jack, your prayer has been answered.
Jack: Oh thank you … Thank you!
*** Now Jack is a BUS DRIVER in a GIRLS’ SCHOOL.***

We really put God in a funny position when we request for things but we’re not specific. Like what did Jack want to work as, what car did he want, did he want to own it, what kind of girls does he want? He receives far too many requests to try and figure this stuff out for you. More or less how us ladies make subtle hints to our boyfriends/husbands on what gifts we want for Christmas or Birthdays notice I didn’t put Valentines. More proof that God is a guy, but they just won’t get it of you don’t say it as is.

Sometimes we lose inspiration, we lose hope, we lose something to motivate us. And while at it look, we for something new, something different, something better than what we have. What we forget is that at one point, what we have right now, or where we are right now was as a result of us finding the answer to that deep desire.

The answer to that deep desire, is not in the new or different things, it’s actually in us. You’re the one with the ability to make today better than it was yesterday. The loses are a state of mind, and so are wins. When all seems bleak, inspire yourself, no one does it better than you. When things go haywire, think positive, think solutions, you’ll be surprised how things work out in the end. When you feel like all hope is lost, don’t agree to be poor, find your spark, ignite it. That fire, strive to keep it burning, that’ll be your new source of hope.

Wishing you nothing short of a lovely weekend, let me now go and make the best out of mine.

This will be my 1st post done via my phone *woop*. I’m trying to utilize technology. Excuse any typos.

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Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

My “3 in 1″ Pet Peeves

Pet Peevees

The Pet everyone has, meet Peeves.

There are those things about people that totally annoy you or get your “not so good side” shaken up. Like you just want to rip their faces off (that’s horrific though, but you get my point of irritation). Your pet peeves. They drive you up the wall and make you think of ways you can make their life’s just as miserable because they’ve crossed that line. Yes, we all have that imaginary line drawn on so many things, on different levels though. Because you’d find something that gets to this persons nerves that don’t necessarily get to another. Or one person is extremely sensitive, another just doesn’t give a damn, another comes on guns blazing.

Mine, happens to be – LIARS, THIEVES and people who DISRESPECT other people’s hustle. My 3 in 1 pet peeves. Well, the most likely people to have all at once happen to be con men. It really ticks me off, because I have encountered them both directly and indirectly. These people make me sin because of all the bad things I wish upon them or if I had the ability, I would do to them. The pathological liars, the pick pockets/petty thieves/big thieves (are they graded or something?), the launderers, the hoarders – I don’t get how they do this with a straight face, no flinches. I don’t even understand how they sleep at night knowing that someone they accosted is suffering grief and loss whether in a big or small way.

But then again, is that really worth it? That’s two wrongs, which don’t make a right. Not that it would benefit me in any way.  So I really thought of how else to handle that “anti-con men” feeling. Maybe it’s just about time I drew down what who I’d categorize a con man as. Because most of us have the idea of a con man being someone who fleeces or swindles some money out of you in an intelligent way (that’s one of them though, because they do).

It’s not necessarily the person who fleeces you, it could be the person who doesn’t pay you your dues when they told you they will. For businesses, that’s a trip. Because maybe that payment is the capital for the next project. It could the person who sells you an “out of this world” idea, promises heaven but eventually delivers hell. It could be the person who leeches on you, benefits so much from you but gives absolutely nothing back. What to do? I also asked myself.

I think ignorance and trust makes us get conned. Not knowing your facts and as a result, not exercising them. You get fleeced in contracts, in flowery words, in “castle in the air” ideas that look doable but unbelievable. Cons are intelligent people, so are thieves. Your psychology is on their fingertips the moment you they pass by you, it rubs off on them and they will wow you. So besides knowing your facts, don’t trust what anyone tells you.

Be smart. Be smarter than the cons. Just don’t trust anyone, let someone proof to you why you should trust them. Trust is not short-term, its long-term. Take your time to make decisions. Especially decisions that affect you financially and emotionally.

I told myself the next time I get conned, it’s because I let it happen. You should too. Nothing sucks like a loved one getting conned – financially, mentally, emotionally, name it. It actually hurts more than it hurts if it was done to you. Let’s play with their psychologies too.

What are your pet peeves?

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

No Pressure Zones

Huh! Who are my kidding, no pressure? I just wanted to get some attention. There’s always pressure; external pressure, self-induced pressure and sometimes just underlying pressure. It’s placed neither here nor there but it exists, whether you try to get rid of it or not. It comes hungering for us, because chances are that we make such edible prey since most of us are susceptible to it anyway. That’s how we then end up hurting even when it’s unnecessary.

It then reaches a point where you just want to feel “no pressure”? For me the most amazing thing to happen to me in 2014, was almost always being reminded that, especially by the people around me. Of course it doesn’t mean that you just lax and do nothing. It means, just be you and be the best you can be without feeling like anyone is pressuring you to be or to do.

As I try to figure where I’m heading to with this, let me save myself the struggle and do what I’ve been really good at doing lately, lists. So a list of the “No Pressure” zones that I have managed to develop.

My Wardrobe.

This is me every morning … struggle to wake up, do the necessaries (go to the loo, stare at the mirror, brush my teeth), shower, oil thy self  and then stand in front of the closet and stare blankly. Wondering how I just don’t have clothes in a wardrobe full of clothes. A few lot of minutes into it, I pick something up, try, if it looks good, yaaay me. If it doesn’t, repeat process. Though I eventually get dressed, and to my standards, not so badly dressed, I keep thinking I want more clothes. It occupies my mind.

It got worse (or better now that I’m used to it) when I got a job at the bank because ¾ of my wardrobe had to change. Suits all day, every day. You can only own so many especially in month 1. I wondered how my colleagues had done it. Then as I interacted with them, I discovered that almost everyone had experienced the same feeling. It’s a transition, an expensive one. The one thing that always features is, don’t let it bug you, just work with whatever you have. They even give you tips on how to go about it and it makes one just feel adequate “zero pressure”.

What to eat for dinner.

If you’re a bachelor, well, a female bachelor to be precise, you probably feel the need to not eat junk food day in day out. It goes without saying, a moment on the lips is a lifetime on the hips with lots of regret. So what you’re eating for dinner can stress the life out of you. Sometimes you’ve not shopped for it or if you had, you’ve gotten home at some odd hours. At that time, all you want to do is to throw yourself on the couch and do lots of nothing unless say pass out. You might love cooking, but it’s the last thing you want to do. Then I figured, why stress about a meal, just go home and go with the flow. Worst case scenario, have milk and cereal in the fridge. It’s healthy.

What they think of you.

Don’t we all? You always want to please and please away, but technically that’s not possible. Accept that and live on. It’s as simple as that in words, then in life, it gets really complicated … in your mind. What to do? Tame my mind to see things as they are and not complicate things . Also, to try not read into someone else’s mind because in most cases, you read your own things. Feel me?

Wants that are not necessarily needs.

Guilty pleasures, they rule. You know in your mind and in your heart that you don’t need it (whatever it is) that much, but the desire to have it is insurmountable. That’s what I felt towards owning another phone, either similar to what I had or an upgrade. And guess what, I eventually got one today, because “no pressure” wrong example, but something’s gotta give. It was a cheaper upgrade (from S to V). I don’t know how Xperia is doing it, but they’re doing it well. You give in to your non-important wants, it makes you temporarily happy. Now I’m thinking, maybe I should have stuck to my budget plan…haha!

Pressure, Diamonds

Pressure will always be there, quite inevitable. Let your pressure come from events, things or circumstances that will only make you worthy, and make smooth the roughs in your life. It might look tough but embrace the toughness. I try to, sometimes I wonder why life has to be tough on me when it is, then after a some self-evaluation, I think why not. Plus, someone once said, “the tougher the lesson, the bigger the blessing.” All you need to realize, is that you managed to go through (whatever it is) and now you have the chance to do it better (isn’t that a blessing already?).

Nighty night lovelies. I missed you much enough to do a post on a Saturday night … XO!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Blogging Highs and Lows

This is my 402nd post on #WordPress. And all I can say is that blogging is special, extra special. No one can tell you how to do it or when to do it. It’s something you do because you feel like doing it, not because someone expects you to do it. The moment you someone else plays puppeteer and you puppet to it, you tend to lose plot. You feel the pressure and you just lose the mojo. It becomes a task that makes you get frustrated on how and when you’ll deliver. You get concerned about things that at one point never disturbed you, like structure, imagery, wording, grammar. Basically, blogging is just about going with the flow.

When I blog, I let my mind connect with my fingers and have them do the walking. As long as I have the idea of what I want the output to be.

To celebrate getting to more than 400 posts, I will share what I think are my blogging highs and lows. There’s much but I’ll just do 6, to make 12 because 12 months (lol, it’s becoming a habit now).

↑ High: No rules.

This one gives you the freedom to just be you on the blog without restrictions. No one tells you what to write about or how to go about it or even display it. No one gives you ultimatums on when to post. You do you, your way. After all, it’s a blog. It’s like your personal journal (where you write the things that occupy your mind as they come), just that in this case, you choose to share its content with the public.         

                 ↓ Low: Blogger’s block

It’s like when writers say they have a writer’s block. You want to write so bad, but you just don’t know what to write about. Or even if you do, you  don’t knew where to start or even go about it. It’s such a sucky feeling, one of helpless. You stare into a blank screen and just stare. Then you read other people’s content and you have silent conversations with yourself, something like,  “I need to get stuff to say too.”

↑ High: Speak your mind, with no one interjecting.

You know how when you are having an argument everyone wants to be heard? At the end of the discussion you feel like your opinion didn’t get the attention it deserved. In a blog, you can post your argument/opinion and be heard before someone says otherwise. They’ll read, to the end and if it’s controversial, they’ll get fired up, then probably tell you what they think on the comments, but at least your opinion is out there.          

                    ↓ Low: Questioning your skills.

You wonder what you’re doing and whether you’re doing it right. Whether you can blog or better yet write and entertain others. I said no rules, yes, you do you, but in a public domain. So of course you want to use your skill for something, either to influence, impact or inspire somebody in one way or another.

↑ High: When someone tells you they read your blog

O_O that’s my first expression. Like I want to jump up and down with excitement but I’ve got to hold myself back lest you think I’m psycho. But it’s a rewarding experience. You feel like what you write is not in vain. Somebody somewhere is reading, even if it’s just one person. Quite encouraging too, to keep on keeping on.         

                 ↓ Low: Going through emotions

I hate being whiner, if there’s one thing I can’t deal with is whining. I try to avoid it as much, especially on the blog. If it’s a situation I need to express, I’d rather do it in the most mature of ways. If I can’t build, I’d rather not take part in breaking. When I’m going through the roller coaster of emotions, I’d rather not write, because then I would just feel like whining. I’d rather chill out and calm down first (preferably learn from it) then write things that makes sense to you and me. So that even when I read that post several years down the line, I won’t feel like trashing it or face palming.

↑ High: You have something exciting to post

It’s like having a massive light bulb moment. You just want to sit your ass down and let the ideas flow, preferably without interruption, it could be on a word document, on the editor or worse yet on a notepad. I won’t lie, I get lost in it. When I’m writing, most of the time, I have my earphones (even to the extent of no music playing) and my mind travels far away.          

                ↓ Low: No writing opportunity

When you have something exciting to post, but no time to sit and write-up the post. It’s a somewhat devastating feeling. You feel like you have a task you need to perform but you haven’t. Can you relate? It could be because you’ve been out for meetings or you have assignments that don’t give you some time to do your own stuff.

High: A comment on your blog, whether verbal, written or gestured.

Someone read it and got you in one way or another. They may not even agree with what you’ve said but at least some effort was made. You feel like giving them a “hi5″ for “you get me” or just a mere “thanks for passing by”.          

                  ↓ Low: Not sure what your readers think about what you post(s)

It one thing to write what you feel like writing, but if you’re writing for others to read, well, you have to think what they’ll think of what you’ve posted. Such a twist, but it happens, we’re human, we worry about what you think about us and the one thing we enjoy doing.

High: Hitting the publish button

It’s such a climax. When you write then you click publish and it’s out there, for you, you and you. That feeling is rather satisfying. The same way you have a completed an assignment or met a deadline and you just click on the send button. It’s fantastic, even though there’s no one who gives you accolades for it, deep inside it’s a fulfilment.        

                 ↓ Low: Finding errors in your post

Just when you think you’re done and you’ve published your post, you find typos, grammatical errs or punctuation errs. You have to read and re-read your post to get rid of those mistakes that can be post-threatening.

↑ ↑ Biggest High: When you get recommendations or references.

Someone read your blog and while at it, they thought or felt that you do it right. Then they went ahead to recommend you for things related because they sense your potential, that’s a BIG high! It cancels off all the lows.

To other bloggers, what do you feel are your highs and lows? Or does my experience resonate with yours?

blogging, blog

‘Happy Hump Day’ lovelies! Keep that smile on, the world needs it more than you know.

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Better Than You Say or Think?

We have that tendency of thinking of ourselves lesser than what we actually are; be it in looks, appearances, accomplishments, abilities. Very few people would describe themselves as they are, because we tend to see more of the negatives than we do the positives in ourselves. Sometimes we feel like maybe you haven’t quite accomplished much or what you have managed to accomplish shouldn’t be said out loud because you feel like it’s just not enough. You could do better, because others have done better. Or you feel like maybe there are untold standards that have been set by others that you haven’t met. And everyone expects you to be or act in a certain way and you’re not to, so you look down on yourself. Confidence levels lurk and that prevents you from being the best you or even offering others the best of who you are or what you have.

I have felt that a couple of times myself, no lie. Where you enter a room and you just shrink in because well, the people in the room in your mind look better than you in one way or another. And that gets drilled into my mind, not because I’m any bad myself, but because I choose to look at myself that way. From there hence forth, for some reason everything goes downhill. It makes you question so many things, you don’t have a good time, at all. Nothing is exciting because you’re so cautious whether you’ll say the right thing, whether you’ll fit in, whether that’s the right forum for you.

It’s all in your mind. What you think of yourself, is all in your mind. Try see yourself the way others would see you. Don’t be too hard on yourself. Your chubby or protruding cheeks, your nose pointed or flat, your hair long or short, those freckles or laugh lines, your wide grin, your height or weight,  that’s just you. That’s your representation. Considering that when someone approaches you, even before you utter a word, those are the first things they see. There are people who see those things as your best assets, even when you don’t. The little who don’t, well, they don’t really matter. Maybe the best thing would be to be happy and confident in who & what you are. If you feel who you are or what you have is not enough, manage the little, then work towards more. But people, they smell fear, discomfort, and all those things don’t bring out the best of you. They act as repellents. Yet, we all work towards attracting others.

I watched this video and it hit the point home. Those 2 ladies, they didn’t do themselves any justice as they described how they look to the artists. It’s the other person, who’d just met them for a moment, who appreciated them more than they did. He saw the better version of them. Why wouldn’t you see the better version of you?

“Be snazzy in your skin”

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Friday Snippets

Interesting week this one, but in an extremely good way. Let me not delve much into it, don’t want to jinx it. However, let’s talk professions. I am the poster child for social media/content and basically most things digital. It’s amazing how people perceive that, well, I’ve gotten the “she’s the one who does our Facebook and Twitter”. Basically, I have been downgraded to ‘just that’, those things that everyone else in the office thinks is a way to pass time. Good thing, they get a teeny-weeny section of what I do, like 0.something% but I don’t interject. I just nod my head and agree, because trying to explain it when the other party isn’t getting it, makes me seem defensive, which I really am sometimes *who isn’t?…I admire you*.

The best thing that’s happened the better part of this year, is having people who understand what I do. Or rather having a conversation with people who get me, who get my profession. It gives me some more confidence, that was rather lacking. You know when you’re a programmer, designer, lawyer, doctor, teacher,everyone knows what you do. I mean, its general knowledge. But content, what the hell’s that, what do you do?

I had a conversation with my dad yesterday trying to explain to him as simply as I could, what I do. And I mean in a very simple way, no jargon lingo. He’s old folk, so for him all these social media and content platforms don’t make sense. I broke it down, and based on the responses – mmmh’s, aaah’s, contributions, suggestions, opinions, I think he finally got it. I think he’s always had a hard time explaining to his friends what I do, at least mum got it some time back. Despite me having an undergraduate and masters degree in IT and Strategic Management, my work well, doesn’t quite capture those two in terms of my “titles”, so he wonders.

My Take: Be qualified, but don’t let your qualifications limit what you can do with yourself. You could study IT, like I did, but you could also be a greater cook. So that shouldn’t prevent you from being a super chef because someone said when you do IT you have to be a programmer. You don’t have to conform, respect your desires too.

TGIF, Hammock, Holiday

Thank God It’s Friday: If I could teleport that hammock, I would.

WATCHING

Scandal Ssn3 and Suits Ssn3. But honestly, I have been watching and 30mins into it I am dead asleep on my couch. Getting home feeling exhausted with the hope of watching a few episodes only to watch one episode all week. Feel me, does this happen to you?

LOVING

My friends, the support is overwhelming. For looking out for me, I have nothing but appreciation for you and if I can, I will always be there cheering you on too. In whatever ventures you take, as long as they’re legal and I think they suit you. Of course, I won’t cheat you can sing when you can’t, I can’t bear seeing you getting embarrassed on Project Fame. I will recommend you where I see you fit to do the work. But the bottom line is, I appreciate you.

LISTENING TO

Jam’s that are making my Friday a bit more interesting. I should probably make a playlist.

READING

Still blog-trotting! My sister also gave me this book, that now seems rather interesting. The title got me off at first but I decided to give it a benefit of doubt. Trying to live by the words, “don’t judge a book by its cover” … literally! Will tell you how that goes.

Books, Current Read,

EATING

My one meal a week, shame! But that’s what it has gotten to. I wouldn’t call it laziness but I happen to cook a lot and it seems endless or maybe I’ve performed miracles and I don’t know. That brings me to the question, do you think Jesus knew he had super powers or he came to realize later. Let me not get into it, lest it sounds blasphemous.

Food, Ugali, Pork, Fried, Vegges, Sukuma Wiki, Greens, White Chocolate

LOOKING FORWARD TO

Holidaying! Whenever it comes, I’m just craving that sun and sand. After being exposed to what a holiday would feel like for just a weekend, I am definitely looking forward to the next one. This stuff is addictive. Just thinking of the hammocks right about now.

HOPING FOR

Crossing fingers and toes that I bag it. It would be a great one to put my brains on.

SAVING FOR

A good blender. I want to be able to make my own shakes and juices, there’s no need for the disappointments we get from the restaurants. Plus for trips, we need to visit our country, it has the most beautiful sceneries and locations, those resorts won’t pay for themselves *pouts*

THANKING

God. These blessings, I can’t complain at all.

QUOTE OF THE DAY

Work Quote

Besides that, to more laughing, living and loving. Let your weekend be nothing short of interesting, blessings!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*