Being in Your Twenties

This has to be the post which I wrote the fastest, thank God for the command copy+paste.
Anyway as I have too often mentioned, I am 20 and accepting that fact has been the hardest thing of my life because of the sudden reality that I am becoming a woman and the proverbial 'rest of my life' is now here and it's time to make real choices.
I admit it hasn't been easy and my mind is like this warzone with so much going on.
I thought I was alone until I came across this post on This is Ess which I could totally relate to because it described a lot of how I am feeling.  So with the necessary permissions I decided to reblog it because I feel it could touch the hearts of a few more people and perhaps encourage them.

Oh and it was originally created by Sheila Shiru.

BEING IN YOUR TWENTIES....

Being in your twenties...

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.

You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 

We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".

- See more at: http://www.thisisess.com/2013/08/being-in-your-twenties.html#sthash.dIcUiKfG.dpuf

Being in your twenties

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.

You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 

We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".

...One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure...

Happy weekend everyone.

xoxo

Being in your twenties...

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.

You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 

We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".

- See more at: http://www.thisisess.com/2013/08/being-in-your-twenties.html#sthash.dIcUiKfG.dpuf

Being in your twenties...

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.

You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 

We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".

- See more at: http://www.thisisess.com/2013/08/being-in-your-twenties.html#sthash.dIcUiKfG.dpuf

Being in your twenties...

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.

You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 

We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".

- See more at: http://www.thisisess.com/2013/08/being-in-your-twenties.html#sthash.dIcUiKfG.dpuf

TAKING STOCK

I have seen this template on a lot of blogs such as on Mumbi Shokey's blog and often on This is Ess and I like them because they kind of give glimpses into people's personalities which is cool. So here goes mine. Enjoy it...



Making: A simple beauty and style regime that I intend to maintain when I go back to school next sem because looking and feeling great always has a way of making you have a more productive day.

Cooking: Nothing much because I am lazy like that :-D. Though I did burn a finger making these potato stuffed chapatis last night. I am not a fan of too much chapati but I love potatoes and adding them to chapati takes the taste to a whole new level.

Drinking:Warm water because it is so cold outside. And tea because they serve a lot of it where I intern.

Reading:The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants: Forever in Blue. The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants series was like my survival guide as a teen and even now there are a lot of simple lessons I still learn from it. However I never got to finishing the series and I finally downloaded the last installment. This book is just so heartwarming.

Wanting: Red Lip Stick. A lot of it. Mac Ruby Woo anybody?? And a new phone. Specifically the 5.8 inch one my mama has.

Playing: Right now nothing but I have been listening to a lot of Jhene Aiko lately. Especially this track July with Drake. Such a nice song and the fact that it happens to be cold makes the song the perfect one to sing along to as I walk in the rain.

Deciding:What I'll wear tomorrow. I never stop thinking about that. And also what I want to major in back in Campus.

Wishing: Tribalism would just end in this country. I hate it and it's everywhere. We need to start viewing ourselves more as #tribeKenya because at the end of it all we are one people.

Enjoying:  This cute little body spray: Charms Life from Dear Body. It smells so sweet and has this vanilla undertone that I simply looooove. And my Flormar lip-gloss in shade L407 which is so red and bold and super long lasting. Best buy of 2014 and yes  I know I am not like a style/beauty blogger but  I am a huuge lip-gloss/ lip-balm junkie and when I find a life changing one... the world shall know about it!!.

Waiting: For the next two weeks to end so I can finally get time to go to buy series from my DVD guy and indulge in my favorite pastime of watching meaningless reality television i.e. Love and Hip Hop!!!! I am yet to watch LHHATL season 3 and the complete 4th season of the New York one but from what I've been reading online the drama is like even more so I can't wait!!

However, I will start watching meaningful TV. Someday.

Wondering: I don't know. I think about a lot so I can't point out one distinct thought.

Loving: All the people who do these random little things that put a smile on my face like leave a sweet comment whenever I share a post on my social media pages or give a lift on a rainy day or give compliments. I am all about little acts of kindness and I do appreciate the love.

Considering: The possibility that I should reconsider my career choices. Been thinking about that a lot lately.

Watching: The Regular Show. This cartoon is too too dumb. Always makes me smile after a long day.

Hoping: That the situation in this country shall get better and that in my lifetime I shall get the courage to be the change I want to see.

Marvelling :At how stylish Kenyans are. I am following like a looooooot of Kenyan style and beauty bloggers and I just love how Kenyans Kill it.

Wearing: A lot more boots because of the cold weather. In fact today I have a pair on and a red dress which I am starting to think is a bit short and not as suitable for the work place as I'd want it to be. Ooops!

Red dress and boots to work, yay or nay? The picture quality is the reason I need a new phone or DSLR:(

Following: Hmmm... anyone and everyone's blog just as long as there is anything beautiful on it... I am however exploring Sharon's You Tube Channel that is pretty amaze-balls. The father's day tribute video was so sweet it almost made me cry.

Knowing: That the week is over... Yaaaay. The weekend has been missed.

Thinking: Of ways to increase traffic to this blog. I am proud of it and it's time to share my mind with the world.

Feeling: Happier. Because lately I've realized every day is a gift too precious to waste on being anything but happy and grateful.

Admiring: I know this is crazy but The Matatus that ply my route. Kenyans know how to get creative and they are these recent ones that have been pimped so nicely, they are actually a joy to look at and ride in. Go creative Kenyans!

Sorting: umm pass...

Buying: Lip Gloss and internet bundles. It sucks not having WiFi at home :(

Bookmarking: Dear Doris. The author of this blog just has a style of writing that makes me laugh and go all WTF?! That to me is the definition of something interesting. Read it.

Giggling: Because of these Kermit the frog memes that are all over Instagram. People are just cray!
But that's none of my business lol.

Helping: People out at work.  I love being able to assist these guys any chance I get.

P.S
Feel free to drop a link if you have used this template before. I love discovering new blogs

Stepping Out: What I learnt from my first major internship experience

Warning!

This is a very long post but for your viewing pleasure  there shall be cute pictures of chocolate and cats to give your eyes a break every few hundred words... Let me even insert one right now

I'm yet to see this in the Kenyan Market. But looking at it is giving me a food-gasm so somebody bring it already

So, my name is Meg. I am 5ft 8" of pure unadulterated everything. From everything I mean blondness to creativity and a whole lot of brains hidden behind a mask of introversion. For the past 3 months or so I decided to give up my love for pointless addictive reality television read the E channel to engage in something meaningful that was geared towards boosting my CV and gaining that word that gives undergraduates nightmares: EXPERIENCE.
Indeed, it has been quite the EXPERIENCE and I can proudly say this golden opportunity gave me a chance to learn invaluable lessons that are going to make me a better professional.
It should be noted at this point that  I am 20. There are words that make you feel 35 when used at this age. Professional is one of them. And because I hate how I feel very 35 because of the tone the a fore written words use I think it is time to add a bit of a blonde different perspective to my memoirs. So instead of focusing on all the relevant things I learned let us focus on the irrelevant. Because in Campus they teach you to deal with the expected but nobody ever gives you a three hour exam on how to deal with the random. Therefore the following are a list of 9 utterly random shyt things I learned at my first ever internship experience...

Nous commencons...
( I am learning francais by the way so expect a lot of that though but please pardon the francais spellings, my keyboard doesn't recognize those weird things they add on some vowels)

okay this is too cute... admit it. You smiled.

1. Attitude does indeed determine your altitude.

I hate cliche sayings. But this is one cliche saying that I learned to always bear in mind because I learned the hard way that your greatest enemy more often than not is 'you'. Let's just say if you decide to feel small in a room full of giants you will feel small in that room full of giants. And one thing that is for sure is you cannot expect to achieve anything if you go about life feeling like you owe anyone an apology for your existence. In English,  what I am trying to confess is I allowed myself to feel a bit dwarfed primarily because I was that one barely halfway through my undergrad in a room full of people with Masters degrees and above. This attitude kept me from doing a lot: making the necessary networks, asking the questions that perhaps could have gone a long way in shaping my career. And as I look back on how I wish I wasn't so damn reserved, the major lesson I've learnt is never to allow my mind to make me believe I am that small. Really. It benefits no one(except maybe the haters)

And at this point, I believe this article shall take a blonde turn...

2.Informality is for nyamachoma road trips.
It took the blonde moment of the year to learn this one...

So there I was delivering a document to Monsieur Boss of the Bosses. As I enter le assistant's office(which is where documents for Monsieur Boss of the Bosses are placed) I heard someone say hi. So I replied, without turning my head, a shrill 'hi'; in that voice used when you aren't sure if the hi was for you only to realize the voice was from Monsieur Boss of the Bosses who was directly behind me, designer suit and Hugo Boss cologne and everything. Cringe.Immediately  I did this seriously blonde smile and went all 'oh, Good afternoon Sir.' Super super embarrassed.

Allow me to explain why this situation was very bad: informality. I mean who TF says hi to Le Boss all casual like that.  That level of informality could easily be misconstrued as rude.And like, people get fired for rudeness. I think. So the moral lesson of this is: informality is for the rave ama nyamachoma roadtrips out of town. Never for the office. Ever.

how I be feeling when the alarm rings at 5 in the a.m.

      

3. Red lip stick is an asset.
If you are a male reader, feel free to skip to point 4 unless you are a member of this new breed of metros who have better toe-nails than me. (shout out to that dude I saw at the salon one time getting his toes did as the hairdresser sighed at my massive growth LOL)
Anyway lip stick is that which gives you motivation to conquer the world on that day the alarm rings at 5 a.m and it is all rainy outside and you barely slept last night because of a heated Whatsapp conversation. It is amazing what two swipes on your dull full pout can do. It's like that transformation Anne Hathaway had in the Princess Diaries 1, one minute a geeky 15 year old then BAAM, hello caramel Grace Kelly :-)

4. The elevator selfie.
My Instagram is littered with them. And my phone's memory is even worse. Why I take them?
Because I'm a girl and in 2014 that's what we do for fun. Also as a way of ensuring my make up is looking on point; can't afford to go smiling at your boss with lip stick on your pearly whites can you?
It is an art and science whose steps can be summarised in 5 basic steps;

• PLAN: if you plan to take a selfie always walk with the phone/tablet and the camera app ready
• PRESS: get to the elevator and press elevator button
• ENTER THE ELEVATOR
• IF THE ELEVATOR IS EMPTY: quickly unlock phone and do the necessary, be fast because you never know if the elevator shall stop for more people on the next floor
• UPLOAD SELFIE:  feel free to use filter and collage app to modify your photo based on your preferences.

I like this one, all on my suit and bow tie swagg

Not too sure if I was meant to be doing this though ;-/

5. How to type fast.
 I can proudly say my typing speed has quadrupled to like 10,000 words a minute. How?
Data entry. And more importantly, emergency blog posting. Because for a while I didn't have the guest password so my blogging was limited to those moments when I was at a senior's desk who luckily was at a meeting. Let's just say adrenaline is the most powerful drug in the world. Because that fear of le senior walking in before I am done is the reason I nowadays type like I am being chased by the po-po.
And this skill shall not be forgotten for a while.

6. It is possible to build abs without spending a cent at the gym.
Now I usually get wordy but this one can be summarised as follows....

Lifting 10000 weights cannot build muscle the way carrying 5 full box files in one trip can. Doubt me?
Look at the next intern keenly (even me, though this toned torso shall disappear in a few days when I go back to school and resume my fries fries and more fries eating plan)  but for real the muscles those young un's have are to die for.

7.Learn to sound and look like you know a lot when you know nothing at all.
Apparently when some people see me, they see intellect. At least based on the observations I have made around campus. I think it's because I roll with some very sharp ones, those ones that always have a smart question to ask in class. So yeah I understand why people always ask me questions I know nothing about and I have learnt to be quiet, listen and in perfect grammar reply something like, 'sorry, I am not too sure about that perhaps you could ask my friend X, you can get her at place Y or let me call her.'
But at the work place it's another game altogether. I admit that I could however perfect this and work on that blonde look I get when someone asks me about something I don't know a thing about(and this happened a little too too too too too much).
Yes, I have a bad poker face but as for the poker voice(is there something like that even) that one I have become a master at: answering phone calls and politely referring the caller to someone else. Like I think my 'hello, how may I help you' voice is sexy  the one! If I do say so myself( and from what random guys tell me). I think that is a worthwhile lesson.

8. The unwritten commandment: thou shalt learn people's names.
I suck at names. Yes, and I take this chance to very sincerely apologize to all those people who talk to me, know a lot about me but I do not know their names because they are a lot of you. I can't help it, I have grown up in a very tiny family and I am used to only having three emergency contacts (mama, dad-who we shall never forget- and mon frere.) So my mind naturally is not used to knowing a lot of people.I forget.  And this unfortunate tendency of mine is the reason a lot of times when passing messages I'd be like 'someone came looking for you and I told them you were at lunch so they should come... And by the way that requisition bla bla bla,' to carefully avoid any question as to who someone was. It is not funny. Is it like a memory thing, like should I take memory supplements? I don't know but I have learnt that I should always make an effort. Really.

I have a cupcake craving as I type this. Assist me.

 Finally the end....

And this last lesson is not as blonde but please read...

9. Literacy is the key.
A lot of the tasks I did I realized did not need all the crazy calculus and management theories and philosophy I do at school.Actually a lot of the work just required the mere ability to read and write and when I realized this I saw an opportunity. I mean part  of a Boss's duties include basic data entry and I was like why?
I mean Kenya has a major unemployment problem. Imagine if that boss paid someone even if it is just 100 bob (like $1 and some cents for you non Kenyans skimming this )daily to do that work. It might not help much but it would give him more time to engage in more complex duties and it would certainly stop some hungry high school drop out from stealing his side mirror so he can sell it for a plate of food. Think about it. I may not know much but I know living in a 3rd world country doesn't have to be so bad if we only just see these opportunities. But hey, what does Meg know about ending third world problems? But you who knows more, do something because you have the knowledge I lack.


So the end is here....

Those are my lessons. All irrelevant. Still, at least I learnt something besides the usual how offices work, how to handle transactions etc etc.

So what did you learn at your first internship?Tell me. The more irrelevant the better lol.

hell yeah!!!

P.S...

I want to express my gratitude for Monsieur Boss of the Bosses( though I don't know if I'd want him reading this). It has been a once in a lifetime opportunity and I am happy I got it. I could have written a thank you email but I believe in PDA and this is me showing my corporate non-embarassing PDA. After all, Kanye said "why don't we give people flowers while they can still smell them," (the song is so deep it is called Big Brother) so this is my way of showing appreciation. Thank you. A lot.
And thank you for a company policy that does not involve blocking YouTube.

Thank you sir, from Me and my baby cat Booboo


Lastly...All images are from Google Images except the one of my cat above. Also pardon any typos, this post was too long.
Also I have a short attention span( refer to lesson 8).
*Love*

WEDDINGS

Dear Hero,

Weddings.
We've been to enough of them.
What I love?
Something good always comes out of them.
Always.
A terrific outfit: weddings bear testament proudly to my fashion sense that has evolved from green pencil skirts to peplum vitenges.
Additionally weddings are great for reconnecting with well, everyone.
I thank weddings for those old friends and dear family I am always running into.

But actually mine is more of a hate-love with weddings:

Love:
The fashion and the singing.
 Especially this song

(nice guitar opening chords)

I am deeply worried at heart...

Hate:
How lately  they make me all teary.
I realized this was a problem when my hankie started getting wet and I remembered I didn't even know the name of the couple let alone my relation to them.
I realized also the words that start the torrent of tears:

I (insert father's name here) give my daughter (insert daughter's name here) to be wed...

I have no idea why.
There's always this lump in my throat and then this tear just falls.

But one thing I know, if it's a Kenyan wedding I will still always want to go.
Heck, even if it's a Russian one count me there.

It isn't about the food, Kenyans just never seem to get it right in that department. This could be blamed on wedding crashers. Those ones who reach the reception so boldly uninvited are the ones who in the words of a Mejja (a local artiste I love)"ndio wa kwanza kuwika hii food haina nyama "

(As I realize how I fall in this category  allow me to hide my head in shame)

However I do not crash weddings for food. Let it be clear.
I crash them because I crash them.

I crash them for this beautiful moment

I (insert father's name here) give my daughter (insert daughter's name here) to be wed...

I crash them to imagine what it would be like hearing you say those words.

I crash them to critique people getting it wrong with suits and dresses like I am some 20 year old Joan Rivers.

I crash weddings to pretend to  listen to people give speeches about people I did not previously know existed.

I crash them to imagine how if you were around they'd listen. Somehow. Even if the wedding is in the middle of no-where and it's 6.30 pm and people are impatiently waiting for the last round of free drinks and cake before they start their long journey back home,  they would listen. Because you always knew how to make them listen.

I crash weddings because at weddings, I miss you.
I crash weddings because at weddings I remember you and I wish you would have been there for some of them. All of them.

Really I do. Some of them you would have loved. They were all classy and elgenat they should have been made the SI unit for good weddings. I wish you would have seen them.

But what I wish for more? A chance to have you at the ultimate wedding. Mine.
If I do deciode to do one, I know it will be quite the teary affair.

I also know I will cry at my favourite part...

 I (insert father's name here) give my daughter (insert daughter's name here) to be wed...

Even though I know you will not be around, I'll cry a lot because I know wherever you are you'll be proud of me and judiging my chosen partner; As father's always do.

By the way they will do a tribute at mine. For you.

They'd rather skip

my sweet Elizabeth but why did you have to goooooo....

but I will cause a serious scene if they skip that.

Anyway I guess that's all.

I miss you BTW.
And thank you for the eighteen years, two months and twenty eight days you were a great dad.

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY.


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