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Confessions of a dreamer.

California dreams… I dream of a life where all is well Of sunny boulevards and tree-lined walkways Of weekend barbeques and Sunday picnics Of fancy cocktail parties and all night discos Of white picket fences and big blue mansions Of exotic cuisine and vanilla martinis Of yellow summer dresses and red beach shorts Of power walks and spa treatments Of dinners for two and holidays abroad Of long-time friendships and genuine laughter Of stolen kisses and passionate love-making Of moon-lit walks and promises of forever Of running children and dotting grannies Of fresh breezes and camping fires Of extensive family brunches and outdoor games Of fond reminiscing and anticipation for a great future Of holding hands and crying together Of lifelong companionship and rock-hard loyalty I dream of a life where all is well…

Surrender

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i'm giving you my heart,all that is within i lay it all down for the sake of you my king. im giving you my dreams,laying down my rights im giving you my pride for the promise of new life and i surrender all to you,all to you and i surrender all to you,all to you... im singing you this song,im waiting at the cross all the world holds dear,i count it all as loss for the sake of knowing you,for the glory of your name to know the lasting joy,even sharing in your pain and i surrender it all to you...all to you...

One world to another...

It’s a scary new world L This is a good thing .I should be happy. No, I should be overjoyed. But I am not. I am actually scared. It’s a scary experience. I have wanted all along to forget you. And now it is happening. But I am actually scared. I could try to reason with myself as to why this is so… For a while, you were my world. And just like every world, there were mountains and there were valleys. There was rain and there were the sunny seasons. There was snow and there was spring. But it was my world. There were good days, and not so good days, and excellent days. There were days my world was peaceful and calm and filled with good cheer and there were gloomy days, when the skies were dark and gray, and the cold winds blew. But it was my world. And I had been in it long enough to know how to deal with it. I knew where to shelter myself when the rain started to pour heavily. I knew how to wade my way through the waters when the flood waters were high. I knew where to go

The 6th floor at Mulago Hospital.

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Ces’t lavie; that’s life and that’s how it’s gonna be … So I have been going through a bit of a rough patch, managed to make my way out alive somehow and I have never felt so energized. So confident and full of the good vibes that am sure there is some sort of glow coming from me even as I walk the streets of Kampala. How did I do it, you ask? Well it’s my positive attitude. My new positive attitude. It was always said how attitude is everything but I never really quite got it or felt the impact like I have in the past few days. I decided to not let anything get to me. That’s life. It’s not fair. Not everyone and everything is the way it should be or you would like it to be…accept this and you will feel like you have just been reborn. So you failed your test; that’s life, and these things happen. Work harder so you can do better on the next one. Don’t spend the next three weeks wondering if you will never be able to graduate and how your future is ruined because you will not be

If you knew,would you stay?

Bayimba international festival of the arts

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I was so excited to find out that we actually do have some fun stuff right here with us,like this festival.so many activities there including but not restricted to: -tattoos and body piercing( let not the fact that i mentioned this first be of any significance as i do not have any of the above...) -auditions for roles in many commercials,movies  and plays(i did audition for one role as a bridesmaid in some commercial...pictorial coming soon!!!) -selling and buying of all sorts of artistic clothes,paintings,drawings,shoes,bags,caps, jewelry(African) to mention but a few... -youth film workshops -photographic documentary of life in one of the biggest slims around(impressive if you ask me...pretty impressive!!) -lots of perfomances by artists and bands. -plays and poetry reading. -a silent disco,yes.a silent one.very very cool stuff!! -last but not least,actually most importantly,food!!! :). even though i later went elsewhere for cocktails with my girlfriends,the food here wa

The boat cruise that was...

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    I am really not one to boast or show off,and I have thought about this a lot,wondering if I should post about it or not...and after a long debate,I have decided to.  My closest friends and I went for this cruise a while back and it was the most surreal humbling moment that I can possibly remember.Apart from being indescribably fun,it just got me thinking 'How Great is our God!! Look at all he has created with His mouth'...and I decided,this blog is going to be here forever and this is a memory I want to cherish..I want to be able to come back five years from now,look at this post and smile fondly,irrespective of where we will all be then,what we will be going through or if we will still be friends even.so I am posting this to preserve timelessly one of the most precious days,and nights of my life.xxx

The many paths of tears

                                                  tuesday 23 rd august 2011 THE MANY PATHS OF TEARS…. Scientifically: When emotion affects us, it stimulates the cranial nerve in the brain and this sends signals to the neurons. The presence of androids in the dendrites of neurons increases the electronic activity in the medulla oblongata which results in production of cryolin that in turn catalyses the production of excess saline which is then pumped out through the eyes as a brain response mechanism for homeostasis. Emotional tears differ from scientific lubricant tears in that they contain a higher percentage of adrenonorticotropic hormone and leucine enkephalin that is a natural pain killer.    The lumbic system, specifically the hypothalamus has a degree of control over the autonomic system. The parasympathetic branch of the autonomic system controls the lucramal glands via the neurotransmitter acetyl-choline through both the nicotinic and muscarinic receptors. When these recepto

my fabulous faves ryt now!!!

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                              MY FAV FRIENDS(for now :) : fabulously fabulous  and human.totally  comfy wherever whenever.totally love you guys, wouldnt trade what we have for anything.xoxo.<3<3<3 my super sweet and tasty fav food right now. lots of carbs,i know,and def doesn't help with the cellulite either  but the way it melts right into my mouth,def not giving you up anytime soon my dear custard pudding.  picnicing!!!haaaaa!(long sigh) very relaxing,very relieving, completely and utterly refreshing.my fav activity,for the last few days.going to  have one next week with my sort-of boyfriend,and one of my fav friends and her boyfriend.fun <3<3 Paloma Faith!!!can not  really claim this as an original idea of mine,listened  to some of her songs in my sort-of boyfriend's car and pretended not to like them,truth is i  loved them and immediately downloaded some to my playlist when i got home.music,in general  is my fav pass-time ever,but Paloma Faith is my fav pass

PART TWO.

                                         Friday July 29, 2011 THE TRUE FACE OF CHANGE (PART TWO) Writing has of late become like therapy to me, when I write I feel better, so how could this be. It’s like being a baker and not being able to figure out what you want to bake one particular morning. Was it because I was missing my inspiration, my sunshine? Or was it because I have been so busy I don’t have time to write anything with weight? Or is it because I feel like am giving too much and not receiving as much and that leaves me feeling empty? There had to be a reason, I can’t just not have what to write…can I? Then I realized it is just nature taking its course. I have always been afraid of change, of surprises, the unknown, the future. I believe in consistency, when you start something you must complete it with the same vigor and passion you used at the start. I have tried effortlessly to stay the same throughout the passing years, only polishing up rusty areas where I can. And I b

Bohemian Rhapsody

Friday June 24, 2011   BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY… Went over to the airport today, waited for Charlie   to arrive, a feeling of anticipation in my gut, wondered if this is how you felt each time you came to pick her…did you embrace? Was there that awkward moment where you don’t know what to say to each other, or know how to act? Did you call her ‘love’ and look her deep in the eyes or did you quickly reach for her luggage and save it all for the ride back home?                Drove quietly along the highway, watched all the planes that were packed in the hangar, dreamed of being in one of them one day. Dreamed of going to a place far away, where I could start over…would I still have you? Did the two of you look at these same planes? Did you share your dreams and plans for the future along this same route? Did she point out one of those planes and say something that made you laugh sincerely? Made the awkwardness disappear that it was as if you were back to the times you had just met?    Drove

What are you settling for?

                                      May 8 th 2011. WHAT ARE YOU SETTLING FOR??? A wise man once said that great things come to a man that knows what he wills and wills it with all his heart. And although I have forgotten who exactly this wise man was, his words have had such a great impact on my life that I try to apply them wherever I can in my life.             I have just made it through what could appropriately be termed the longest week of my life and when I decided to sit back and review why it had qualified for this prestigious position, I realized that it is because underneath it all, am still an insecure approval-seeking unconfident little girl. I have since given up on remembering the particular incident that scarred me so much that I need everybody to like me, but I suspect it’s a series of events that led   me to believe everyone had to like me in order for me to be happy. I have also since given up on pretending and trying to prove to myself it is not so. Even then it

Dreams

THE STUFF THAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF.   I remember a time when my best friend and I would talk about life in a way that you could only see in the movies. We dreamt about finding true love, winning the lottery and living happily ever after. When we shared our dreams, we never realized that things actually go wrong and dreams sometimes do not come true.         Now a few years later, I am forced to ask myself what exactly can be considered a dream. And even though this particular friend of mine is long gone, I still look back upon those days with hope and longing. Because, in spite of it all, what we did then was the true definition of dreaming. To be able to perceive something so out of reach that others would consider impossible is what I consider a true dream. To actually envision it coming true and being able to see in your mind the step by step details of how it will all unfold is the stuff that dreams are made of. To live your life sure it will one day come true and to actually invo

Destined for greatness

DON’T LET ME COME HOME A STRANGER               Lately I have developed this uneasy feeling in my heart that life is passing me by. That there is something I am missing and I will not be able to hold onto all the precious memories that make people who they are. I have the uncontrollable urge to freeze time every five seconds so I can take it in every situation, every emotion and every single expression. I want to have the ability to document on some sort of recording device every second of the lives of the people in my life and I suddenly feel like one life time won’t be enough for me to achieve all that I would have wanted to.                                  I feel like there is so much I have forgotten, so many that I have forgotten and so many that have forgotten me too. I couldn’t stand to come home a stranger. I could never stand it if I did not have an impact so great in someone’s life that they had no choice but to remember me forever. And the fact that time is running by or

No perfect love

THERE I S NO PERFECT LOVE…..      What is it that makes a mother abandon her new born baby? Or makes a husband cheat on the love of his life? What is that one thing that makes you reach out and lash at the ones you hold closest to your heart? Or look your mother in the eye and lie to her? What makes one’s best friend snatch her boyfriend right underneath her nose or change the name on that prize ticket?       Maybe am just a sucker for the good in people but I refuse to believe that some people are simply cold hearted and have no conscience. Try as I might to imagine what it might be like to have no scruples or sense of remorse, I still find it impossible. Believe me when I say it is possible to love someone with the whole of your heart and all you have in you and yet still go behind their backs and do that which you know will hurt them the most. Psychologists will say it’s our other side, you know how we are all supposed to have an evil side that is usually kept under lock and key a
In a nutshell.        Today as I watched this movie about motherhood, a particular quote caught my attention. ”There is no try, there is only do and do not” - Uma Thurman, motherhood. Apart from the very important lesson that these simple words taught me, the whole movie once again reminded me of   the things that really matter in life; family, true friends, helping the helpless and living each day like it’s your last. Doing those things that,    if today was your last day, you would do. Obviously this got me thinking about what those things were for me and I was pleasantly surprised by what I found out.                         I would love my family, kiss my nephews and nieces all the time, give my lunch to the hopeless man that sits by the corner, take a stroll on the beach, hold my boyfriend close and talk to God. I would call up all those people I haven’t heard from in such a long time. I would swallow my pride and be the first to apologize to that particular person that upset me