Well, I felt so badly about the boyfriend thing but still I had to do what I had to do.
See I have this articles of mine pending since three weeks ago. So, I took my things and headed for EXTREME VIDEOS. That's on the 6th floor of Hazina Towers near Goethe Institute. So then I got there and watched the Constant Gardener, noting the main messages in the Movie then paid the fifty shillings required. EXTREME VIDEOS is an awesome place. They have row upon row of television sets with a pair of headphones and a DVD player plugged in to it. You get a TV set of your own and you can sit back, relax and enjoy the movie you have always wanted to watch. A place you must visit if one love movies but can't afford to watch them on big screen theatres.
Anyway, when that was done. I went to the car park within Hazina and took a couple of photographs of Uhuru Park and Highway. They were awesome pictures too. Here's a sample.
Next, I came back to my desk but a distraction came along and I had to move. So I went to a quiet little place that no one but me knows about and typed out my report, refering from time to time to some articles about Dypraxa and The Constant Gardener. When I thought it was done, I remembered that I had five books to return to the Library, by the end of today otherwise, I would have to pay a fine.
So off I went with my heavy bag of books. A friend took me all the way to the University but I didn't want or need his company at that time I was very distraught. He left me at the entrance and I was relieved to be alone at last. On my way to the library, I noted a man who was selling snacks near the grassy area we, students like to call "The Park", Situated to the west of the Nairobi University Bookshop. So on my way back, I picked two sausages and a hot dog, which I devoured quickly. I asked the man if I could take a picture of him. He was very cooperative and even paused for the picture.
When that was done, I came back towards the office, tears stinging my eyes. I had accomplished all I had set out to do for that day and only one thing remained. Going to the bathroom for a good cry. So I went, got my handbag and the rest of my treasures then ended up in the bathroom.
But Lo! There was someone in the other cubicle. So I sucked it up until she had left, then I let it rip, the ocean behind my eyes. Tears came full force for about one and a half minutes, and I couldn't breathe properly, nor could I cry with sound, but I sniffed and sniffed some more.
When that was done, I looked at the pictures I had taken and saw that out of the three, only one was good and clear. Still have them here and wondering what I should do.
Thought my nightmares were over but here is something else.
Oh God! This is too much. I just found out by accident from one of my friends that one of my other friend has a girlfriend who shares his taste in music and who when she calls, my friend disappears completely. How terribly sad. Once again, I'm alone.
Why do I bother making friends?
Sera Sera
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Boyfriend Trouble
It could be the paranoia that I know I happen to have that's causing these thoughts, I don't know, I'm not sure. And maybe I am too snoopy. But I have come upon a piece of evidence that if clarified and investigated further.
I am hurt, I mean, anyone in my position would be. I'm ashamed to say this but it's the only way to get it out of my system at this moment since my so called best friend declared his undying love for me and I can't wrap my mind around that.
Just one guy, any guy, tell me something. Do you think when you're telling someone you love them? I can't believe it when someone says they care deeply about me. I can't believe it when someone tells me they love me, and this is why. I for one never tell any man that I love them because I know for sure, that I don't. The word simply doesn't leave my lips unless I'm joking or referring to food.
My boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend (but he doesn't know it yet) is cheating on me with someone from my own office building. That's the second guy since last year that I'm waving bye bye to. Is it me? It must be me.
Last year, it took me 2 days to be suspicious of the guy, 2 weeks to feel something was wrong, 2 months to actually get him cheating on me and 2 more weeks after that to sever all manner of communications with him and get a new boyfriend. I was on the rebound.
So this year, my other boyfriend who almost never calls can't figure out why I don't want to talk to him. He forgets that one, he never calls me and I have gotten used to not talking to him so it seems normal to me, and two, he's the one cheating and appears baffled when I won't let him come near me (what is wrong with him...I think he's a pliable, moving rock with the ability to fuck but with no brain).
Is it that I am too busy and won't say yes to him. Or is he just the dogging type with the innocent boy face.
Or, is it that I always get into a relationship knowing that the guy will cheat and knowing that I'll be thrilled for the first two weeks and then totally bored with the guy after, knowing that we've exhausted all manner of things to talk about.
Is it me? No. I think it's him.
Definitely him.
How do I know that. A few weeks later, he's gonna come looking for me and saying he's sorry just like they all do because they all want one thing.
As I write this I'm looking at him and one very nasty song comes to mind:
Hate is a strong word
But I really, really, really don't like you.
Now that it's over,
I don't even know what I liked about you.
Brought you around
But you just brought me down
Hate is a strong word,
But I really,
Really,
Really don't like you.
Thanx Plain White Tee's, this song really takes me to heaven.
I am hurt, I mean, anyone in my position would be. I'm ashamed to say this but it's the only way to get it out of my system at this moment since my so called best friend declared his undying love for me and I can't wrap my mind around that.
Just one guy, any guy, tell me something. Do you think when you're telling someone you love them? I can't believe it when someone says they care deeply about me. I can't believe it when someone tells me they love me, and this is why. I for one never tell any man that I love them because I know for sure, that I don't. The word simply doesn't leave my lips unless I'm joking or referring to food.
My boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend (but he doesn't know it yet) is cheating on me with someone from my own office building. That's the second guy since last year that I'm waving bye bye to. Is it me? It must be me.
Last year, it took me 2 days to be suspicious of the guy, 2 weeks to feel something was wrong, 2 months to actually get him cheating on me and 2 more weeks after that to sever all manner of communications with him and get a new boyfriend. I was on the rebound.
So this year, my other boyfriend who almost never calls can't figure out why I don't want to talk to him. He forgets that one, he never calls me and I have gotten used to not talking to him so it seems normal to me, and two, he's the one cheating and appears baffled when I won't let him come near me (what is wrong with him...I think he's a pliable, moving rock with the ability to fuck but with no brain).
Is it that I am too busy and won't say yes to him. Or is he just the dogging type with the innocent boy face.
Or, is it that I always get into a relationship knowing that the guy will cheat and knowing that I'll be thrilled for the first two weeks and then totally bored with the guy after, knowing that we've exhausted all manner of things to talk about.
Is it me? No. I think it's him.
Definitely him.
How do I know that. A few weeks later, he's gonna come looking for me and saying he's sorry just like they all do because they all want one thing.
As I write this I'm looking at him and one very nasty song comes to mind:
Hate is a strong word
But I really, really, really don't like you.
Now that it's over,
I don't even know what I liked about you.
Brought you around
But you just brought me down
Hate is a strong word,
But I really,
Really,
Really don't like you.
Thanx Plain White Tee's, this song really takes me to heaven.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
CITY MARKET
The fishy smell is the first thing that hits your nose as you approach the entrance of the market.
AT The centre of Nairobi, Kenya, there is a market calle
d CITY MARKET. I was walking around the fish-smelling market when I came across a shop that sells ornamental mirrors, tea sets, chests and such like things. The owner of the shop, Ecdelis Musyoka, took me round the shop, giving exorbitant prices that he says are for the Mzungu.
When he saw the expression on my face however, he hastily informed me that bei ya mwafrika, of course haiwezi kuwa same na ya mtalii (the price of an African can never be the same with a Tourist's). It did not go down to the levels I expected though.
There was a mirror that was beautifully embeded there and he priced it at 8,000 because he had done the decorations himself and had fitten the rustic frame with great caution. That was the mzungu price. How about the mwafrika price. Believe it or not, he priced it at 7,000. Only 1000 less.
After listening to the differences in pricing that he gave his commodities, I gathered that people like him and his partner, would rather starve or die waiting for a white tourist to buy their stuff "at the right price" than to sell it at a cheaper price to a fellow African.
It seems embeded in our minds that the white man is the only rich man and an African, your brother cannot buy anything at the right price. Sad mentality and one which is destroying our nation slowly and surely.
Behaviours and beliefs such as these degrade us, force us to believe that we are poor, inferior, we then start to thing of ourselves in terms of communities. Some communities are richer than others. Some communities are boastful and like to buy expensive stuff. Silly things like these are what evolve us into tribalists, election hatred and violence. And only one person to blame.
The Damn colonizers. They did it then and they still do it now even without being the masters of our countries. They do it by financing the kinds of leaders they know they can manipulate.
All this from the City Market.
AT The centre of Nairobi, Kenya, there is a market calle
d CITY MARKET. I was walking around the fish-smelling market when I came across a shop that sells ornamental mirrors, tea sets, chests and such like things. The owner of the shop, Ecdelis Musyoka, took me round the shop, giving exorbitant prices that he says are for the Mzungu. When he saw the expression on my face however, he hastily informed me that bei ya mwafrika, of course haiwezi kuwa same na ya mtalii (the price of an African can never be the same with a Tourist's). It did not go down to the levels I expected though.
There was a mirror that was beautifully embeded there and he priced it at 8,000 because he had done the decorations himself and had fitten the rustic frame with great caution. That was the mzungu price. How about the mwafrika price. Believe it or not, he priced it at 7,000. Only 1000 less.
After listening to the differences in pricing that he gave his commodities, I gathered that people like him and his partner, would rather starve or die waiting for a white tourist to buy their stuff "at the right price" than to sell it at a cheaper price to a fellow African.
It seems embeded in our minds that the white man is the only rich man and an African, your brother cannot buy anything at the right price. Sad mentality and one which is destroying our nation slowly and surely.
Behaviours and beliefs such as these degrade us, force us to believe that we are poor, inferior, we then start to thing of ourselves in terms of communities. Some communities are richer than others. Some communities are boastful and like to buy expensive stuff. Silly things like these are what evolve us into tribalists, election hatred and violence. And only one person to blame.
The Damn colonizers. They did it then and they still do it now even without being the masters of our countries. They do it by financing the kinds of leaders they know they can manipulate.
All this from the City Market.
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Tusker Project Fame
Asha is out and I understand.
She says the pressure was too much for her. For someone who loves African culture and Music as much as I believe Asha does, I can understand why she decided to leave.
Why, oh why don't the teachers get the contestants do African music. I mean, are we not so excited about listening to foreign music? And look at the number of foreigners that fly into Africa to witness its culture and growth. And here we are trying to iga very people that are so interested in our uniqueness.
Tell you something all you moulders of the Kenyan talent. If you make all your talent bend towards the western way of singing, dancing and doing music, the west will no longer be interested in watching Africa perform, dance, sing, act....all those things.
Foreigners don't travel so that they can continue to have the very experiences that they have at home. They travel so that they can see, hear new things, unusual things, things that will make their friends back home want to hear more and maybe they themselves come and see for themselves.
TPF teachers please, incline our talent towards our culture not towards foreign culture. While it is good to have a variety of music styles and instruments (which give color to the song) it is also wise to be proud of where you come from, bad as it is. The country is yours. The country is ours. We, should be proud and prove to people that just because things appear to be going wrong, we are not going to sit and feel like we belong in the wrong. We are a beautiful country with beautiful sounds.
What else can I say, We've got it, let's flaunt it.
Asha, it's too bad you couldn't handle it. Many would kill to have that chance, but I understand why you would want to leave.
Njeri
She says the pressure was too much for her. For someone who loves African culture and Music as much as I believe Asha does, I can understand why she decided to leave.
Why, oh why don't the teachers get the contestants do African music. I mean, are we not so excited about listening to foreign music? And look at the number of foreigners that fly into Africa to witness its culture and growth. And here we are trying to iga very people that are so interested in our uniqueness.
Tell you something all you moulders of the Kenyan talent. If you make all your talent bend towards the western way of singing, dancing and doing music, the west will no longer be interested in watching Africa perform, dance, sing, act....all those things.
Foreigners don't travel so that they can continue to have the very experiences that they have at home. They travel so that they can see, hear new things, unusual things, things that will make their friends back home want to hear more and maybe they themselves come and see for themselves.
TPF teachers please, incline our talent towards our culture not towards foreign culture. While it is good to have a variety of music styles and instruments (which give color to the song) it is also wise to be proud of where you come from, bad as it is. The country is yours. The country is ours. We, should be proud and prove to people that just because things appear to be going wrong, we are not going to sit and feel like we belong in the wrong. We are a beautiful country with beautiful sounds.
What else can I say, We've got it, let's flaunt it.
Asha, it's too bad you couldn't handle it. Many would kill to have that chance, but I understand why you would want to leave.
Njeri
Monday, May 05, 2008
Project Fame....Idols?
Sunday May 4, 2008, 8:57pm.
Tusker Project FameAt last my suspicions have been confirmed. That mean talking, neck twisting, full-to-the-brim ego, narcissistic Tusker Project Fame Judge, Ian is Crooked. And No, I don’t hate him, I’m just describing him.
Who, after watching Sunday’s performance, wouldn’t have put the annoying, but good looking Hemedi on probation, and fairly so. Hemedi gave a lucklustre performance which after being criticized by Ian, was overlooked by the very same Ian, when deciding who should go on probation.
To make it even worse, the so called judges, unfairly put Wendy, Alice and Lina on probation. These three were among the best performers of the night. And Oh! To put Wendy on probation is criminal.
Asha didn’t do that well, agreed, but considering, Hemedi should be there to keep her company. Another thing…the girl who performed last, Winfrey, was it? Didn’t do that well and she was praised as much as David was. And David did really well. Anyone who watched the show would agree. Was it because she shook her ass and waist so much or wore tight clothes that they liked her so much? Don’t know, but honestly, to praise her that much and put Wendy on probation is crooked.
David as always, did very well, though I know he could do better. The other guy who did a song by a certain James Ingram (or something) didn’t do that well either. So here is what I think should have happened.
That guy (James Ingram singer), Hemedi, Win
frey and Victor should be the ones on probation. Not Lina, Not Alice and definitely not Wendy.
frey and Victor should be the ones on probation. Not Lina, Not Alice and definitely not Wendy.
I especially think that Ian put Wendy down for a reason that only he knows, and being the loud mouth with the ‘go-against-me-and-see’ technique that he is, I’m inclined to think that he muscled the two other judges into siding with him.
Felly, who did Sean Kingston, was pretty good. He had good interaction with the crowd and his voice was okay, but no, he doesn’t look better than Sean Kingston.
Victor didn’t do that well either and should be where Asha is right now. The judges are being pretty unfair. Judges, are the producers telling you to be controversial to get more viewers?
So my probation list includes Victor, The Guy, Hemedi and Winfrey. Her voice control wasn’t as good as the judges made it out to be.
Good TV people, is there a way to fire Ian and get someone with good ears. Really, I think the white hairs on his head and chin are indication enough that his hearing might be failing. Really! Anyone who was watching would agree that the judging was a bit off this Sunday. Don’t know why really. Maybe that was just a TV performance. But, tell you what. It was downright unfair and dishonest for some of the contestants.
Ian I believe that you are unnecessarily nasty, unfair like a one eyed pirate when it comes to musical sight and a lot of talented people will be eliminated just because you want to be seen as the bad guy who sticks to his guns. Ian, drop the Simon Cowell act and just be you. You look real silly trying to iga a British millionaire.
Judges, you judge the contestants and we will judge you.
IDOLS
Neeeeeext……WARNING!!! No…Advice!
Never, ever, ever, ever, underestimate the talent that others have and never believe in yourself so much that you don’t appreciate others
It was a coincidence perhaps but this is what happened. When Idols came to Nairobi and were just about to for their group auditions, one contestant, a guy, said:
“I’ve been watching a few of the auditions and judging from what I’ve seen, the competition is nothing to worry about”
Okay.
Another contestant, a girl this time, said:
I’ve seen some people perform and honestly the talent is Whack!”
Whack?
Well guess what? Both the guy and the girl are now former contestants. Don’t know if the judges removed them because they performed badly or because they challenged their judgment by calling the talent Whack, but they are now gone, and all for calling other people’s abilities whack. They didn’t even get to perform individually. How sad.
Please Idols, watch your mouths. Speak only what you need to and keep the rest (thoughts and feelings) to yourself, then it will be released as emotion when you are on stage. Trust me I know.
Well, that’s it from me. Until someone else screws up and I’ll be ready….key board at hand.
Njeri.
Friday, May 02, 2008
Pilipli says it's okay to smoke a little MaryJane
What?
Good old genge artist Pilipili had few trips in and out of the country and decided that because of that, he could say anything and people would take it lying down. What?
On Thursday May 1 2008, Pili appeared on Str8 Up talking about what he's been doing while not appearing on TV, blah, blah, blah. So very casually Lina the host of the show, asks him whether he feels that he is indirectly supporting the activities of crime, seeing as he does a genre of music that means Gang, (gang music)
Pili very quickly and thoughtlessly replies:
"Ah, No! I don't do Genge, my style is very different. What I do, I would have to call G&B, yaani Genge and Blues"
Lina: But isn't that still Genge? It has genge in it, doesn't it?
Duh!
Pili: Ah no! Enyewe, I don't think Genge is a bad genre of music, genge ni poa, haileti maviolence
.....or something like that is what he said.
Well, if i'm not wrong, and I know that I'm not G&B has G in it which stands for, oh I don't know, Genge maybe?!
Woi! Pili please stick to one thing and defend it to the end even though it is wrong ama get stronger arguements. And Gosh Pili, not to make you sound shallow lakini, do you really think critically before you speak? BEcause, you know, we won't think you are slow if you just take a little time before you open your mouth. it is wise for anyone, especially a celebrity to choose words very wisely.
The next set of questions really gave Pili away as a likely ganja smoker. I said likely.
Anyway, now comes the scariest words that this man uttered during the very same show. We'll y'all know that there's a Turbulence concert going on as we speak, right? Today, May 2, 2008? So Pili goes ahead to praise turbulence, says that he's a great performer, has great energy on stage and psyches people up, right?
Then Lina asks: But don't you think that the kind of music that Turbulence and other reggae artists do promotes violence and smoking weed?
Pili: Which weed are you talking about? you know there's the weed that grows in the shamb.....
Linah: No, no,no you know which weed I'm talking about. The one and only weed (she indicates with her fingers and her mouth that she's holding a smoke)
Pili: Oooooh. Ok (in swahili). Yes, I know that people really abuse weed sometimes, they abuse it, but I don't see any harm in smoking a little bit of it.
Did you mom or dad, watching with your kids feel your heart stop just as he said that? Of course not, because you are never home with your kids are you? Even when you get a day off like Labour Day, you sleep right through it and let your kids watch people telling them that smoking weed "ain't such a bad thing if you smoke a little. And who are the audience, little boys and girls just in the baby steps of puberty, curious about everything. Gosh! Pili. Someone ought to make good use of duck tape around your mouth and fingers. That way, you wouldn't say or write something as preposterous as that. Oh Lord help our youth because people like Pili who utter careless statements are the actual people that the youth look up to and want to emulate.
Heaven forbid if that be so because we shall be raising a nation of weed smokers.
This goes out to all celebrities, made and in the making. Protect your youth by thinking about the effects your words will have and not uttering such careless statements like "smoking a little weed is good"
What?
You'd rather lie and save a few young guys, than tell the truth and take them all down with you. Sometimes, a lie is not always with ill intent.
Good old genge artist Pilipili had few trips in and out of the country and decided that because of that, he could say anything and people would take it lying down. What?
On Thursday May 1 2008, Pili appeared on Str8 Up talking about what he's been doing while not appearing on TV, blah, blah, blah. So very casually Lina the host of the show, asks him whether he feels that he is indirectly supporting the activities of crime, seeing as he does a genre of music that means Gang, (gang music)
Pili very quickly and thoughtlessly replies:
"Ah, No! I don't do Genge, my style is very different. What I do, I would have to call G&B, yaani Genge and Blues"
Lina: But isn't that still Genge? It has genge in it, doesn't it?
Duh!
Pili: Ah no! Enyewe, I don't think Genge is a bad genre of music, genge ni poa, haileti maviolence
.....or something like that is what he said.
Well, if i'm not wrong, and I know that I'm not G&B has G in it which stands for, oh I don't know, Genge maybe?!
Woi! Pili please stick to one thing and defend it to the end even though it is wrong ama get stronger arguements. And Gosh Pili, not to make you sound shallow lakini, do you really think critically before you speak? BEcause, you know, we won't think you are slow if you just take a little time before you open your mouth. it is wise for anyone, especially a celebrity to choose words very wisely.
The next set of questions really gave Pili away as a likely ganja smoker. I said likely.
Anyway, now comes the scariest words that this man uttered during the very same show. We'll y'all know that there's a Turbulence concert going on as we speak, right? Today, May 2, 2008? So Pili goes ahead to praise turbulence, says that he's a great performer, has great energy on stage and psyches people up, right?
Then Lina asks: But don't you think that the kind of music that Turbulence and other reggae artists do promotes violence and smoking weed?
Pili: Which weed are you talking about? you know there's the weed that grows in the shamb.....
Linah: No, no,no you know which weed I'm talking about. The one and only weed (she indicates with her fingers and her mouth that she's holding a smoke)
Pili: Oooooh. Ok (in swahili). Yes, I know that people really abuse weed sometimes, they abuse it, but I don't see any harm in smoking a little bit of it.
Did you mom or dad, watching with your kids feel your heart stop just as he said that? Of course not, because you are never home with your kids are you? Even when you get a day off like Labour Day, you sleep right through it and let your kids watch people telling them that smoking weed "ain't such a bad thing if you smoke a little. And who are the audience, little boys and girls just in the baby steps of puberty, curious about everything. Gosh! Pili. Someone ought to make good use of duck tape around your mouth and fingers. That way, you wouldn't say or write something as preposterous as that. Oh Lord help our youth because people like Pili who utter careless statements are the actual people that the youth look up to and want to emulate.
Heaven forbid if that be so because we shall be raising a nation of weed smokers.
This goes out to all celebrities, made and in the making. Protect your youth by thinking about the effects your words will have and not uttering such careless statements like "smoking a little weed is good"
What?
You'd rather lie and save a few young guys, than tell the truth and take them all down with you. Sometimes, a lie is not always with ill intent.
Monday, April 21, 2008
And I’m going to suffer for as long as it takes
You can be sure that I’ll exceed the stakes
Find you, your soul, and make you see
That all that you are belongs with me
I’ll cry, beg, lie if need be
Scream, shout and I know that eventually
You will shiver, look beside you and discover me
For that is where I will always be
At any moment you feel bound and need setting free.
You can be sure that I’ll exceed the stakes
Find you, your soul, and make you see
That all that you are belongs with me
I’ll cry, beg, lie if need be
Scream, shout and I know that eventually
You will shiver, look beside you and discover me
For that is where I will always be
At any moment you feel bound and need setting free.
By Njeri Gikuni
Insanity: The Poem
It's never my wish to curve your heart out,
And I'm just discovering that I can't do without,
That whisper of laughter that leaves your mouth,
Or those eyes you give me that send mine south,
Or your scraggly hair that tickles my fingers,
Or that heart, frustrating to any digger.
I never mean to crush your dreams,
Send you mad with waning screams,
But time will clear your blurry mind
And you will be repaid in kind
With love that seethes mad and free
From the heart of someone other than me
By
Njeri Gikuni
It's never my wish to curve your heart out,
And I'm just discovering that I can't do without,
That whisper of laughter that leaves your mouth,
Or those eyes you give me that send mine south,
Or your scraggly hair that tickles my fingers,
Or that heart, frustrating to any digger.
I never mean to crush your dreams,
Send you mad with waning screams,
But time will clear your blurry mind
And you will be repaid in kind
With love that seethes mad and free
From the heart of someone other than me
By
Njeri Gikuni
Friday, March 28, 2008
Well, I don't remember the last time I wrote or what I wrote about. All I know is that it seems like I can't make it a daily routine. I can....maybe I just don't try hard enough. I get sidetracked too easily. I do. I know and I admit it.
School started mid february, March is coming to an end. All the goals I had set before I started school, have not materialized. They will someday.
My music has come to a stand still. My good friends, who I won't lie are enviable in who they are, are getting things done and moving ahead. Me, stagnant as a .....thing that doesn't move. That won't last long however. I shall be moving very soon. In fact, sooner than you think. Sooner than I think. I always think, no, feel like I'll just let it all go to hell when I get to a point like this. But No! I always end up writing like this, encouraging myself, telling myself that it's not all gone to hell, it will be coming back soon that thing that keeps me going, my muse, my spirit. I wish I could.
Usually it does. Always, it does.....
School started mid february, March is coming to an end. All the goals I had set before I started school, have not materialized. They will someday.
My music has come to a stand still. My good friends, who I won't lie are enviable in who they are, are getting things done and moving ahead. Me, stagnant as a .....thing that doesn't move. That won't last long however. I shall be moving very soon. In fact, sooner than you think. Sooner than I think. I always think, no, feel like I'll just let it all go to hell when I get to a point like this. But No! I always end up writing like this, encouraging myself, telling myself that it's not all gone to hell, it will be coming back soon that thing that keeps me going, my muse, my spirit. I wish I could.
Usually it does. Always, it does.....
Monday, February 11, 2008
The Long absence
Has not been so bad. I actually have had a little fun, a few screw ups and many, many trials and temptations some of which I have not overcome but will overcome everytime from now on.
Well, let's start with Rezorus. The best thing that ever happened to me. I sang and danced and I totally felt like John Mayer on stage. No actually, my manager tells me I behaved like Jimi Hendrix. The coolest feeling on earth...
Don't know what else to say so I'll sign off now.
Well, let's start with Rezorus. The best thing that ever happened to me. I sang and danced and I totally felt like John Mayer on stage. No actually, my manager tells me I behaved like Jimi Hendrix. The coolest feeling on earth...
Don't know what else to say so I'll sign off now.
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