My Day In Pictures

Herloo. 

My my hasn’t it been a minute and a cup of tea.  

Just some of the new lingo I’ve learnt ‘ere in the Queens land. 

So I’ve been on holiday for a bit and it’s amazing. Lotsa fun. Lotsa crazy pantless men walking around smoking. Lots of Nigerians and Ghanians. So just like home ^_^.

So I’ve wanted to blog so much since coming here. I have some ideas all written down but once I get down to illustrating (look at me sounding all professional..) the English sleeping bug,pronounced BUH-RG, bites. 

And sometimes what I want to write is too long for a status update/tweet and too short for a Promo Post (here's another). So I’ve invented *jerrican roll* (because drums are expensive yo)...

Had a whole conversation today with a dude about Mozambique. Had no idea why but figured I’m in a cultured country and must discuss cultured topics. He’d asked me before where I’m from, and I have no problem repeating several times for those who forget. But he went on to forget my name and my country...oh wait no he didn’t.

Oh. Already put that there..oh well..!

*END*

Had a lot of fun drawing these. Can’t wait to proper blog blog. Fear not, there may be a lot more of those and also, if you get bored, read any or all of my other posts just to ensure you’re fully bored, then maybe go for a walk or something.

Ta-Ta!*British posh wave*

And there you have…

WHAT..It’s called utilizing resources!

The One Where 'When Life Gives You Lemons', You Realize Lemons Are Really Tasty, Especially In The Hot Lemon And Ginger Drink From Java

As you read this, hum Amy Winehouse'-Rehab. Or play it on the Harmonica. Or whatever rows your boat<<Actually maybe just play the song on a harmonica on a boat.

So I promised (nobody really) that I’d do this post just to say why I’m greatful for my 20-awesomth birthday this year (which was like a million years ago;this post was supposed to be up in March. But you didn’t know that. So too bad)(Ok I’ve seen what I’ve just done)(CRAP). Because, well, 2014 has been TERRIBLE to say the least. And that’s the least I’m saying.

But then, it has also been amazing. And that’s not the least I’ll say about that.

For friends who send silly audios. Some even grammy award winning.

For friends who understand silence, in all it's context.

For family that let you crash at theirs.

For friends that let you crash at theirs.

For strangers that let you crash at theirs O.o.

For children that tell you you’re fat, and mean it from the innocence and non-maliciousness of their hearts.

(guurrl bye. Let’s wait for the big one three to hit you)

For people that read this dumb blog. And laugh. And that laughter goes to show y’alls is as crazy as me :p

Cc Nduta,Solomon,Sheila Binti, Mwango, Whitney Wanderi, WangeShe, Wamuyu Tira, Ngibuini Mwaura,etc. Also if I’ve not put your name and you happen to get offended it’s because I’m rich and famous and rich and famous people do rich and famous things like forgetting names..

For food that makes you happy. Whatever that may be. (vegans and carnivores alike).

For loss, because you realize there’s a lot more to gain

For breathtaking views.

For books. That let you explore Paris, London, New York, Antarctica and The Alps.

For bikes. For the ability to walk after riding bikes for 16km. For the inability to sit after riding bikes. For the adrenaline that comes out of fear of being trampled on by a rogue buffalo on a bike. Not the buffalo but us.

Generally bikes? Never have time for that! Mwango and Doreen-WE ARE STRONG!! Also, we may never walk the same again :-D

For tears. Coz it’s okay to cry. If crocodiles do it..

DISCLAIMER: As if you couldn't already tell. I didn't draw this crocodile. The one I drew sorta looked like a sheep with like a long green tail and wings. A Sheecrobird!!!

and you know crocs is one of the strongest somomabishes in the jungle.

For Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and Whatsapp.

For annoying family who are really REALLY all you’ve got.

For people who understand. For people who understand.

For Support.

For those who say I love you. And mean it.

For Baby Steps.

To the rest of 2014.

*raises non-alcoholic glass* *the contents inside I mean, not the glass* *are glasses even alcoholic or non alcoholic? aren't they just glasses* *Ok I know there’s like a wine glass and champagne flute...but* *ok this has gone too far now* *raises glass with non-alcoholic liquid inside?* *for those who know me you know why* *laughs awkwardly*

The One Where It's Just Emotions(also The One With My First Vid \o/)

So I'm tryna ease my blogposts in to more comic vlogposts (vlog sounds like such a dirty word. Like, "I spilled vlog all over my top" or "you shoulda seen that vlog I left in the loo today morn") and other silly more interesting vids.To make life more interesting. Unless you're content with my writing a paragraph then squiggling stuff as the illustration.

Disclaimer: The editing guy(me) didn't do too well with the final product. But budet,aye?

Disclaimer 2: Also, the sound editor/mixer(me and me)are on leave(and I don't think they're really on leave, I think they're shirking their duties. Honestly, because one of them told me, "I got a forward saying if I move from the couch and let go of the remote,Jesus will be very upset with me and so someone somewhere may choke on their coke. I don't want to be in charge of someone choking. I knew you'd understand". Luckily,the stand in sound guy(me) came through last minute so there's some sorta music.

Disclaimer 3 : Don't expect no James Cameron or Christopher Nolan.

Disclaimer 4: I doubt this will win an Oscar. YET. Heck I'd settle for a Razzie. Or even just a random dude shaking my hand and saying that my blog is the last option of blogs to read on a boring day. Yes, I'd settle for that.

Disclaimer ya last: during editing some of the pages merged into each other,coz they're friends like that. Then by then it was too late(Read:I was too lazy)to edit. So what I'll do is also post the real post after this. Deal? (y)

Anyway, hope the video works. If not GO DIE...T..yeah change your diet #HealthTipOfTheDay...ok kidding, just let me know and I'll see what can be done. You can come to my digz and watch it with me from my flashdisk :-D

Laterz Haterz<<<OMG the kid for WuZ @p has invaded my vocabulary.

  

The One With The Slide

There’s this little child, a girl, about 2 years 10 months old. She’s sorta new to school and the school system and so hasn’t quite adjusted. She's alright :)

So once during play time I happened to observe her so I could be able to see how she’s settling in. I noticed she loved to run around and jump and crawl and follow the other children who knew the ropes (literally) around the playground. Anyway, I also noticed she had this peculiar peculiarity about her. And it got me thinking, 

“what’s for lunch today”. 

What is for lunch though?

Anyway, little girl would climb the steps up the slide with such eagerness and fervor and joy and other words that mean the same as the ones I’ve written, then once at the top, she’d freeze. She’d panic, look at me, look at the kids below, look at those behind her, pushing her-eager to get their turn, then start wailing.

She did not move until I got to her and helped her slide down. Once she had slid down (with my help) she would eagerly clap, and satisfied I’d go back and sit down. Only to watch her skip back to the slide steps and climb that long climb again. This time I thought she was over the initial apprehension and trauma but the same routine occured. Again.

And again..

And again, 5000 times again..

I told her to go play somewhere else. “Go to the play house or the sand pit”. Yet still she’d come back to ‘THE GREAT SLIDE'(which is pretty much the length of me..or slightly longer..idk..I suck at measurements)

If I was those people who gather deep meanings out of everything I’d probably quote:

‘Life is a slide. Climb up knowing you will eventually need to come down’

Or

‘If you’re scared of the great slide, don’t climb the ladder’

Or

‘Life is a giant slide that scares the crap out of us’

Or

‘Life is short. Why keep going back to the stuff that scares the crap out of us?’

Thankfully I’m not. If I was, this post would really just be a cheesy, awkwardly deep but really quite shallow sort of post, and you’d be forced to like it because everyone else likes it and has shared it as #Deep, and you’d wonder why you’re not as deep as everyone else yet everyone else likes it and thus is much deeper than you.

I just wrote it because the little girl made me laugh and think, “Human beings in general are quite silly. If she’s scared of the slide then why does she keep climbing it”.

*UPDATE* more recently I observed her again and saw her climb up the slide with confidence and slide down with even more confidence (too much really, she almost toppled over). Feel free to conclude whatever moral of the story you want.