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• dose of poetry...

  Posted: June 25, 2009, 1:11 pm by misscaffeineaddict

  
  letter from a contract worker - Antonio Jacinto
  
  I wanted to write you a letter
  my love,
  a letter that would tell
  of this desire
  to see you
  of this fear
  of losing you
  of this more than benevolence that i feel
  of this indefiable ill that pursues me
  of this yearning to which i live in total surrender
  
  I wanted to write you a letter
  my love,
  a letter of intimate secrets
  a letter of memories of you
  of you
  of your lips as red as henna
  of your hair as black as mud
  of your eyes as sweet as honey
  of your breasts as hard as wild orange
  of your lynx* gait
  and of your caresses
  such that i can find no better here
  I wanted to write you a letter
  my love,
  that would recall the days in our haunts
  our nights lost in the long grass
  that would recall the shade falling on us from the plum
  trees
  the moon filtering the endless palm trees
  that would recall the madness
  of our passion
  and the bitterness
  of our separation...
  
  I wanted to write you a letter
  my love,
  that you would read without sighing
  that you would hide from papa Bombo
  that you would withhold from mama Kieza
  that you would reread without the coldness
  of forgetting
  a letter which in all Kilombo
  no other would stand comparison...
  
  I wanted to write you a letter
  my love,
  a letter that would be brought to you by the passing wind
  a letter that the cashews and coffee trees
  the hyenas and buffaloes
  the alligators and grayling*
  could understand
  so that if the wind should lose it on the way
  the beasts and plants
  with pity of our sharp suffering
  from song to song
  lament to lament
  gabble to gabble
  would bring you pure and hot
  the burning words
  the sorrowful words of the letter i wanted to write you my love...
  
  I wanted to write you a letter...
  
  but oh my love, I cannot understand
  why it is, why it is, why it is, my dear
  that you cannot read
  and I - oh the hopeleness! -cannot write!
  
  
  lynx* : wild cat
  grayling* : fish

• Arusha Tales... weddings, older men and booze

  Posted: June 19, 2009, 11:53 am by misscaffeineaddict

  weekend headlines...
  so i'm sure i mentioned it before, after landing in nairobi saturday night, i flew out to arusha on sunday for a wedding (it was an S.D.A service) . my mom's collegue was tying the knot and our presence was apparently compulsory. i dragged my friend S with. if i was going down, i was gonna take some one with me.
  the service was terriblly long, despite us arriving 45 minutes late. it was in a half-constructed church, no windows, there was a killer breeze, i was wearing a white top, let's just say it got abit nipply. yes, nipply. after the killer service and the wholel bridal party walking out in slow motion, (there must have been 52 of them!), we finally get to go to the reception.
  
  >>fast forward>>>
  
  we are seated. still wondering when the food will be served. the company is good though. my friend S, three of my mom's collegues, and then another guy, i should call him man, another man joins us. he used to work with mom, a friend of the groom. i first met him when i was twelve. here i am nine years later thinking... hmmmm... he looks nice. this is some one i grew up calling uncle nani*. he was funny, and cool and he smelled good, a successful pilot. then, (insert horror flick sound track) he shows us pictures of his kids! i'm closer to them in age than i am to him! i figure he must be atleast thirty-eight. but still very well groomed and interesting etc, etc. i spent the rest of the reception trying not to pay too much attention to him, which was kind of difficult because he was sitting next to me.
  
  ...they guy must be around fourty. he's old enough to be my dad... but he's so goodlooking... when are we gonna get to eat... where the hell is the booze...
  
  those were my thoughts throughout the reception.
  we finally got to eat. it turns out there was no booze, it was so sad, the whole choir from the church was there so we kinda figured. we each had like five to six bottles of bavaria* which was actually pretty frothy so it was easier to pretend that it was apple flavoured beer.
  
  uncle nani was making me so nervous. the last ime i felt this way around a guy... i couldn't even remember. i was trying to act cool, praying i don't spill my drink, hoping my lustfull thoughts don't show on my face. constanly checking to see if my mom had caught on. looking back, it was hilarious!!! we talked about his work, my varsity life, his kids, when we would finally get to eat, etc etc.
  needless to say, we finally got lunch at around 6.00 pm.
  
  >>fast forward>>>
  
  after a few SoCoLimes* at the hotel's bar, we decided to go to the evening party. my mom found ou that it was open bar. all the churhc folk had gone home. it was time to party!
  we get there, there was an empty seat next to uncle nani. of course i sat there. it turns out the evening party was another reception. for the couple's cooler friends. the food was much better, so was the music, the bride was showing cleavage, when they slow danced, the groom was very openly feeling on his wife's booty...
  back to uncle nani, he was already tipsy, i wanted to see if i could get him to run his mouth, maybe he was interested as well. you can't blame a girl for being hopefull... it was fun. we talked, drank and laughed, we danced a little, you know, just normal wedding stuff.
  
  >>fast forward again>>>
  
  unlce nani and i were still talking. by now i was certain that i had a full blown crush on this man. i didn't want to do anything with him, given the wife and kids/ he's my mom's friend factor, but just liking him was exciting enough. you know what they say about forbidden fruit...
  
  ...maybe it's because i grew up without a dad... maybe it's because he's just a really cool, good looking, successful guy... maybe the wedding is really boring and he's a good distraction...
  
  either way, i had to stop myself from thinking to far. it was exciting!!! i had thought i was numb for the longest time, but uncle nani had single handedly managed to confuse me. *giggle*
  
  what is the worst thing a person can do to put you off? i'm sure what happened next wasn't the worst, but it came pretty close, given the circumstances.
  a tipsy uncle nani started lecturing me about God. not spirituality and living a holistic life... no. about God and Jesus and the gifts and fruits of the Holy Spirit. me and S couldn't believe it. and he went on for about half an hour.
  DUDE!!! WHAT THE HELL???
  needless to say my attraction towards him vanished within the first five minutes of the lecture.
  
  sigh...
  
  *unlce so and so
  *tanzania's version of alvaro/novida
  *southern comfort and lime

• highlights!!! 254 so far...

  Posted: June 16, 2009, 5:58 pm by misscaffeineaddict

  
  i only got home saturday night and flew to arusha the next day for a wedding... i finally got back home yesterday and i already have things to be excited about. Arusha was really cool.i'll save the details for another post.
  the highlights are as follows...
  
  - the rooftop party at the mall this past saturday. i didn't attend, the whole idea of over a thousand drunk mostly under age kenyans on a rooftop was too suspect for me. with all the collapsed buildings and fires that have made the headlines in our country, i passed. i did however go to the mall for dinner that night. waaay before the party started and the number of over-excited, skimpily-dressed kids being dropped of at the venue at 9pm by their parents was HILARIOUS!!!
  
  - the wedding at arusha had an evening party. the evening party had an open bar. nuff said.
  
  -we almost missed our flight back to nairobi because me, my mom and her crazy workmates were having a few at the airport bar... we then had more in the plane (my mom works for the airline) then had even more at the bar in jkia. awesome times!!!
  
  - i found a large, blue super sexy bag when i got home on saturday among other new things, (refer to picture) now that, is a sexy bag.
  
  -the unopened bottle of absolute vodka (vanilla) i'm saving for this weekend (refer to picture as well) hehehe!
  
  -being able to eat beef and goat meat for the first time in five months. beef is retardedly expensive in S.A and they don't sell goat meat.
  
  it's good to be back!!!

• Food, Shelter and Compliments...

  Posted: June 7, 2009, 1:15 am by misscaffeineaddict

  All a woman needs is: Food, Shelter and Compliments. And the occasional pair of shoes. -Chris Rock
  
  I have to admit. I loooooove getting complimented. Love it. We all crave attention. I spend time and cash getting my hair and nails did. You're Damn right i want you to tell me how good i look!
  
  But...
  There's guys who've hit on me and left me feeling insulted. The "hell would have long frozen over before i get with you" type of dude.
  You know...
  -the window cleaner at the grocery store with the torn overalls
  -the taxi driver. I don't even mean taxi cab, the matatu driver
  -the security guys on campus
  -the unattractive, close to a midget, drunk guy at the party
  -the guy who screwed up, (not screwed), i mean, really screwed up, one of your friends
  -the guy from the power company
  etc, etc.
  
  I know, i'm pleasant to look at but yuck. For the above, to try and hola, and be so crude about it... Talking about how my ass looks, or coming to my house. Are you freakin kidding me??? Of course i'm not going to give you my number! You're the freakin campus security guy! If i wanted to feel safe i'd have gone for a Jack Bauer impersonater. What, the most you've got is a flashlight and a walkie talkie? Ugh...
  
  I'm not trying to be a bitch or whatever. You can smile or say hello, i can be polite. I'll smile and say hey back. But don't be acting like you can get this. Okay? mr.window cleaner? With your bucket of soapy water... It's just offending.
  
  I'm having a stress filled couple of days, i'm halfway through finals, moving house this week, etc, etc. And You, mr. Campus Security Guy, are not helping!!!

• abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz...

  Posted: June 3, 2009, 5:54 pm by misscaffeineaddict

  
  IT'S CRUNCH TIME!!!!!
  i start my finals on friday, i leave for *nairobi* the week after that, i'm still looking for accommodation for next sem. my current landlady is robbing us blind!
  i am uber excited about the sixteen followers!!!
  
  thing is, i can't write anything useful until next week friday, when i'm done with my exams. i HAVE however thought of stuff to write about...
  
  1. the weird sci-fi/romantic dreams i've been having for the past two weeks
  2. the excitement of going home
  3. how i wish i could pre-scribe myself depression drugs
  4. how i miss my personal space and being able to walk around in my underwear
  5. i'm thinking, either a significantly older dude, or a younger dude
  6. i'm craving milk
  7. i'm trying not to become an emo, not the wearing black with pink accessories, but the being miserable ALL the time
  8. i can't stop thinking about HER. i can't stop thinking about HER either.
  
  yeah. i'll get back soonest!
  
  LIFE IS SHORT. STOP BEING SO UNGRATEFUL ALL THE GOD DAMN TIME!!! -katt williams.

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