November Mash-up

Its been a while since I posted anything (bad Zani) but its not my fault. November has been a hectic month. School's a bitch. My lecturers are just mean. There's one who comes to class and never really tells us anything of importance. Just makes us photocopy handouts then reads to us their contents EXACTLY how they appear in the handouts. Nkt. Really?? As if English was not part of the curriculum all through primary and high school. Then there's another one who has a permanent frown. I'm pretty sure he couldn't smile if he wanted to. I swear I have NEVER seen his facial expression change. It can't. Its too late :). The only other lecturer worth mentioning is this guy who hangs around while we do our labwork(He's supposed to be helping us but asking him questions will warrant you a lecture about how our generation likes to be spoon-fed :/). He has this 'I shall be a sexual predator some day' look. Its seriously creepy. Lock up your children. My course just keeps getting stranger. Last week I spent an afternoon 'grading timber'and no I am not a lumberjack in training. I don't think they even offer such a course at any university ANYWHERE. So I essentially spent the afternoon identifying defects in timber and calculating how bad they are. Surely. Then they tell us there are professional timber graders leaving me wondering why the hell they made us do it. And by the way it was Idd.I was really pissed off! May have taken it out on some of my moderately lazy group members. Not that they didn't deserve it. (Duncan you have finally been referred to in my blog. Celebrate.)

Enough about boring education. Other, way more interesting, things have happened this month. I went for an AIESEC conference and it ROCKED. Mostly because I was in great company. I honestly believe that my university has the people with the most personality, psyche and awesomeNESS (a word I learned during that conference. Stress on the -NESS). The actual conferences went on til really late-midnight- but the parties afterward made it worth the wait. For once it wasn't a drag being the only sober person mostly because I didn't have to take care of anyone. It was a seriously fun weekend. Made new friends, bonded with the in-between ones, saw some old ones doing VERY silly things (hint hint-my bellydancing friend. HAHA! Male version of Shakira!)Kenyans drink too much by the way.

As I had previously stated November is my birthday month. I don't celebrate it but this year it was an AWFUL day. Spent it fighting with mummy dearest and I'm not even sure what the fighting was about. I need to move out! I think women can only live together for a fixed amount of time. I'm kind of starting to get why people in traditional settings used to get married so early. If my mum didn't go to work and I didn't go to school we may have killed each other by now. I can't imagine the two of us staying in the same place day in day out with her criticizing my housework and goat washing skills (or whatever else traditional women used to do). Blood would have to be shed. I love her to bits and I don't know what I would do without her but we get on each others nerves ALOT. My main motivation behind looking for a hostel.

My sister is done with high school! The day was marked with ice-cream and me running away from class very fast to see her as soon as I could. I'm so relieved. I feel like I have finally left the hellhole that was __________.(For the purpose of not wanting to be affiliated with that high school I have decided not to name it). I'm letting her rest right now...but in a couple of weeks the perversion shall begin as planned *insert evil laughter*. My mum thinks I'm a bad influence on her and I just might be but I will take care of her because I am the domineering big sister type. You can't touch her :). I pity the fool that tries to ask her out without measuring up to my big sister standards.

Wow.Long post...I'll try not put off blogging for so long again. Later :)

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1st day of the most awesome month of the year! There are so many reasons why November is the queen of the calendar; short rains season so the ground always smells yummy, people are finishing up their final high school exams and lastly ,but most importantly, it is the month in which the earth was graced by the arrival of one female child whose birth offset the balance of nature, caused the heavens to part and the angels to sigh in relief that the world was going to be a better place. Yes. I am the aforementioned child...but you already knew that. I feel so OLD. Someone pointed out that my birthday is just around the corner and I saw my life flashing before my eyes. I'm so OLD. Some decades ago by now I'd be barefoot and pregnant with my 3rd child or something. Now I'm just barefoot (not that I'm complaining). My point is that I have to start thinking about my responsibilities and priorities in life and shit like that because I'm just too old not to. I like being able to blame stuff I do wrong on other people- favourite passtime actually- and the older you get, the fewer those people are. I do not like this. Have to learn to live with it though. I COULD marry some rich old man and be a kept woman but alas I do not, as the youth like to say, 'roll like that'. Plus, I like 'em young *rawr*.

Enough about my aging. Halloween! Don't you just LOVE how Kenyans pick up obscure customs that they do not understand and embrace them wholeheartedly? My internet addiction and my love for useless knowledge enabled me to know the origin of halloween but its not all that interesting so if you want to know...well...google! Anyway being the Kenyan that I am I went for a halloween party-thing. What did I dress up as? I'm not sure. I just wore black clothes and scary accessories and let people think I was whatever they wanted me to be. I'm considerate like that. Anyway it rocked. Quite literally actually. I listened to rock for most of the night (there was a part of the night when we busted the dj in the basement playing 'bendover' when people moved upstairs) and have the aching muscles to prove it. Moshing is so much fun when your doing it but the after effects are just not pretty. I've spent the whole day walking like the old woman I'm just about to be.
Still on the topic of halloween,a friend of mine sent me a halloween e-card. Insanely funny! It has me and 4 of our other friends' heads pasted onto some monster bodies. We are dancing. I'm singing. I nearly died while watching it. The maker of the e-card made me the mad scientist. I'm not very sure what he was insinuating but that video is REALLY funny. I can't wait for the next pagan ritual that we can all blindly celebrate!