Bongo is too hot for Fendi

I hadn't been home in a while, so i was going through my bags and stuff and realized they were peeling.

I had given away so many things this past year and late last year and only kept a few of my favorite things and this Fendi bag was one of them. You have no idea how upset i was when i realized this and apparently its due to piling up my bags, not using it as much and especially the Bongo heat as well.

Oh well, all i have now are memories of my ex-fab bag.    

i'm feeling rather creative this week

In a state of boredom this week i took to my scatching pad and got a little creative.

I remember back in high school i used to love drawing and topped my art class most of the time, i guess its in my DNA. I kind of lost my interest in drawing and batik when i joined University but with time im finding my way back to my roots. I have lost the touch but im getting there, and hopefully soon.

All i have to do now is find a good tailor.

Sigh.....

scatches pattern designs pearl concussion drawings

How to beat Bongo Traffic!.

So i took this picture about three months ago while home over the Spring break. The rainy season in Dar es salaam, Tanzania is every driver's and passenger's nightmare.

I saw this family in a "bajaji" wheeling their way through the traffic until they came to a halt. I didn't think about it but this is the best way save money, fuel wise and beat congestion.

All hail to creativity!.

But now i wonder..... would a citizen resort to this easier means of transportation?

UMmhhhhh......

My new Haircut pearls....

So i just undid my braids about two days ago and needed a little bit of a change, not as drastic as i had hoped but i just didn't want to see my once rather long hair on the floor so i requested they sweep it before i wiped over my hair. Seriously i used to laugh at guys get so emotional over cutting hair that they had a bond with. So here are the results

All in all, i love my new bob, it now looks very neat and levelled up as compared to how it used to be before.

Why i didn't think of this earlier i have no idea, i still love the "buns" though, but i guess this time round i'v a crush on my natural bob.

I used to think that it was only weaves that could actually create such a great levelling and fullness. I guess i was wrong.

I love my breathable real hair do for a change!.

Black Hairstyles Bob hairstyles Healthy hair

Mid-semester exam week

It is just so amazing how time flies and we just don't realize it until the seventh week. Oh yes mid-sem exams are upon us and i'm wishing you all the best for that 30% score we need to add to our finals.

pearls exam week, over and out!!!....

Blogger Break : p

Off blogging for a while, updates will be up next week.


On yet another little trip.


Have a great week!!!....

blogging

New Hobby: Knitting

So i picked up a new hobby, "knitting", i haven't knitted in 12 years and i was surprised i remembered how to. Its a little addictive, a constructive addiction im hoping to complete before my trip to a rather cold country.
Yeeiii for me.... with the many mistakes iv made so far, but that isn't stopping me i just have to master the binding off bit.

Is it Ok for a Friend to Copy Your Style?

                 Khloe and Malika dressed alike on their night out, the same bodysuit and all black.

When i saw this picture i just had to post it. I remember when i was in primary school i had a close friend and we where both so obsessed with dressing and looking alike all the time. We would shop at the same store and do the same hairstyles. Wow, those were the days. With time it faded until later on in life when i found out that someone was dressing up close to my personal style. It went from the same color of clothes when going out, make-up, same cut and almost everything else.

That freaked me out to bits until she took pride when people told her that we looked alike.

haahaahaa....

those where the days, so that explains why i posted this, don't get me wrong, dressing alike could be fun, just don't go too far. 

xoxo and cheers to lookalikes!!!...



Back from my long Easter weekend

Hope you all enjoyed your Easter as much as i did my pearls. My 5 day's in Dubai were great even though we spend Christmas and New Years Eve there about three months ago. So we flew with Kenya Airways so we could use up our flying blue miles. Boy or boy, what a big mistake. That will be coming soon, so keep checking to read more on my KQ experience, we're so sticking to Emirates for our trips to UAE.

All in all, i shopped a little... ate a lot.... and had a blast.

Now im back and updates coming soon

xoxo

Goodbye Spring 2011 and Hello airport anxiety

So exams are over at long last, I can’t say much about the papers but I’m sure the papers will say a lot about me when my lecturers start marking with their “red for danger” pens. All in all I’m glad it’s over and spring break awaits my bumming and sun de-tanning. So here I am sitting at the airport, after arriving earlier than usual predicting that I’d have more than enough time to feast my eyes on duty free and blame it on the imaginary hole in my wallet.

Just when I was checking in the lady in red tells me, “The plane is an hour and a half late; you will be arriving to our final destination at 00:30”. Disarrayed I was about to vociferate after what I called my three hour nap the previous night. Argh… just what I needed. So here I am at the airport, with a throbbing headache and an exhausted brain that needs 13 hours of sleep to reboot.

Two more hours to go to this unexpected turn of events and cheers to arriving home tomorrow, on my sister’s birthday. Oh well until then I’ll be blogging, discovering more about facebook and practicing my daily ritual of stalking my favorite blogs.


Over and out before my eyes pop-out.

Exam week

Oh yes!.

Exam week is upon us, and I'm glad I have no exam today, yeeiii they all start tomorrow. I'm a little freaked out, probably feeling unprepared but glad I'll be home over the weekend. So I won't be posting much this week but I have my updated posts all lined up in my note pad somewhere.

So good luck to my pearl students this week and I'm sure you all looking forward to our three weeks break. And to my many faithful followers, we have a date this weekend.

Much Love...

"The Next Generation, defining the future of global governance"

TEIMUN 2011 THEME
This was my summary on the topic.

Indeed it is the next generation who will define the future of global governance. In this era of globalization methods should be considered when grasping this statement. Firstly, free primary education should be taken more seriously in underdeveloped countries so that every individual has the right to education. The knowledge that will be earned by these individuals will give them the platform to be better leaders of tomorrow. Anti-corruption campaigns will enlighten individuals more in their prospects of good governance that will be a positive impact not only at a national level but internationally as well. What the generation of this era should do is work towards sustainable development and aim for better development and growth, through understanding politics and international affairs. This generation will provide the next generation with easier means and guidelines on how to solve state problems in collaboration with other states. Maintaining good relations with other states is what this generation needs to appreciate as a means of global cooperation between state governments. All continents need to take this into account especially current leaders who are ruling their states.  The actions of our current leaders dictate what the future holds which will in term affect how the next generation will react. It is us now who are left to help shape the next generation in becoming better leaders of tomorrow therefore enabling the definition of the future of global governance to take place. 

 future of global governance

The naked truth about "Giving and Sharing"

So Mrs. B has been writing a lot lately.
Instead of saving what I write on my iPad and laptop, I thought what better way to share it than save it. Usually a new year brings so many new resolutions, blah blah all that stuff. But 2010 was one of the most interesting years of my life. I did my part, you did your part, we did our parts and that part of 2010 completed.

But one thing really caught my eye as I listened, watched and acted. “Stepping out of my own skin” something I tend to do a lot. Through the years I have mastered the art of giving and sharing. Not just because the bible says you should do so but because it was a part of me, though I always remembered that when you give, God blesses you more and all that other stuff. I am a 100% sure that I have given away more than half of my wardrobe, from shoes to bikinis.

Don’t get me wrong here, I have been giving with all of my heart and demanding nothing back in return. I also grow to share stuff that I wasn’t so comfortable sharing, but as a way of being nice I thought, “what the heck” it won’t hurt to share though I still never demanded anything In return. All this is College life with 10% personal life. Hah! I just can’t believe the good I did to people who at the end of the day I didn’t really know them. Sharing… giving… giving… giving… oh my so much giving, just to put a smile on your face I would shop for myself, and remember you, and you and you. When I’d get back, my little dolls would be waiting excitedly a reflection of mama finally coming home with candy at the end of the day. And good I felt until it finally hit me.

WHY AM I THE ONE ALWAYS GIVING TO THOSE WHO CAN AFFORD IT, YET THEY NEVER GIVE ME EVEN A PENNY.

Seriously, I stopped and asked myself this one day. When “A” needs to borrow money I give them, yet they never payback until I ask them to. When “Z” needs a pair of something’s I always give them, yet they wait for me to go and beg for my items back. Hello? Is this what it has come down to? I am the lion who catches my prey and you are the vulture who feeds off my hard work. Worse of all, the day I refuse to give or share anything it becomes a sin on your earthly bible and whispers start. Umh… so much for my kindness hah? Its really funny once you think about it.

So what I have decided to do is….
• Only give to those who need it the most
• Stop being considerable to those who don’t need it
• Take back what I have given or what when one takes without asking*
• Stop lending money at all costs• Stop buying gifts for those who have never given back
• The art borrowing will gracing come to end(my clothes, shoes, accessories, etc
• And many more resolutions


negative side of sharing and giving

Libyan discrimination under what grounds?

I don't understand why Libya being an AFRICAN country would discriminate against their fellow African people.

Is it because:
- they don't want to be classified as Africans?
- or they are not black enough to be classified as Africans?

Sorry to burst your bubble:
- Muslim or non Muslim and living in the African Continent, you are globally recognized as Africans.


Libya's discrimination

My iPad, my Pal

I was excited when i got my iPad as a gift. I do everything with it except shower with it. hahaha...

she has a name, "iLu"

and her date of birth is on the 23rd of August, 2010.

the day i got her on a special someone's birthday.

* iLu is my notebook in class

* my companion when flying

* my distraction when bored in class 

* my buddy when i walk along the pavement

* my comfort when i need to escape from reality

* my ears when i want to listen to tunes 

* my eyes to watch the latest movies and videos

* small enough to fit in my bag

* portable to fit in my bag

* and the list goes on and on

I LOVE MY IPAD, "ILU"...

iPad

A sleazebag i call wo-MAN

So i decided to Google and find out what a "sleazebag" means, i got this from the urban dictionary, it's a slimey, untrustworthy person, usually male, especially in dealings with the opposite sex.

haahaahaa...

Thank God that's not my husband but a certain 'sleazebag' who's been trying to rub cheeks with my rosy blushed cheeky cheeks. 

All of a sudden, i have to report all my daily if not hourly activities to a deluded male who i also call a wo-MAN. Reason being....
This wo-MAN enjoys his cozy chair while he gets fed information like a baby being whined from breast-milk. This rather peculiar man clearly exhibits the characteristics of a female species that meet up to enlighten each other on the latest updates.

That my pearls is the sleazebag i call wo-MAN.

Then when his ears fail to hear sweet words of the life of my only life, the tables are turned and all of a sudden i am meant to suffer for not gracing his eyes and ears with updates about my personal life.

Once upon a time upon a true story, wo-MAN would voluntarily give me information on people i had no interest in knowing about. Unfortunately for me, i had shared most of my life stories with this sleazebag.

My oh my...
I had it coming! Soon my personal life was shared among a wild group of vultures who wanted a taste of a life they never knew i had, "An unknown celeb i never knew i was".

Yap compliments of a sleazebag i call wo-MAN.

It was too late for me, but i remembered that nothing is ever TOO late... in life. So i took ten steps back and let Mr. Gossip girl take some time off to hunt for new victims and indeed he did.
 xoxo...
So a random unwanted bump in, led this sleazebag to ask me this question for the third time by way, "Are you and your husband fighting"?

I unconsciously scratched my head and wondered who the hell this person was to ask me such an unprecedented question that had nothing to do with his womanity. Then the second question erupted, "how come you don't update me anymore blah blah"? I slightly raised my eyebrow and wondered who the hell this man was to be asking me such questions yet again. Definitely not my husband!
Sigh... 

Man oh man, so this is what he hopes for all the time i concluded, he tried to ruin one union and i was convinced that i wasn't going to be his next victim. No No No...

So a couple of friends warned me, because they are also recovering victims from his demise since the female species seem to be his favorite target, and now, to save myself from this sleazebag i have decided to stay the hell away from this wo-MAN before he requests a second invitation into my playground since i rejected the first one.

PS: I AM HAPPILY MARRIED!..

 

Dear Pearls...

Updates coming soon, it has been a hactic week I must say. my life as a university student!!!....
I have a poem to recite on Friday alongside discussions there after all related to " Domestic Abuse". Will upload by poem entitled, "Vuka Mama" on friday.
I'm rather excited about it but nervous at the same time.

Enjoy whats left of the week.

***SB***

The naked truth about "Giving and Sharing"

                                         COMING SOON!!!!!!!!!!!......

             All i have learnt over the years of my existence, will be divided into Parts

Exam Week

Ummh this spectecular week has finally arrived. It's so amazing how time flies, and six weeks later we are christened by sleepless nights and uncountable yawns.


I wonder, who this person is who actively invented "exams" or even thought of this method of evalution, they must have never thought that their greatest of great grandchildren would be going through numerous unstable periods within one year.


Oh well, since it is unavoidable, it is the evidence i need to prove that I have spent all my life studying, from pre-school to high school and now Univerisity. Funny enough, it isn't over yet, still have my Masters to do and PhD in the later future. I believe we were born to crack our heads and suffer from a serious pearl concussion.


Once this week is over we have every reason imaginable to let loose and party the weekend away. But wait a minute, term papers are due soon and i have two presentations to prepare for. Ummmhhhh....
I guess I'll overdo my enjoyment this weekend and get thinking again next week.


And before I know it, finals will be knocking on my super-glued door, a semester will be over and i will forcefully have to welcome a new semester of the exact same experiences.


Ummhhhh, a summary of my thoughts after doing my first two mid-semester exams of the day.


All Hail to the invention of exams.....

A perspective on this 2nd blast in Dar es salaam.

This is the second time such a dilemma has taken place in the city of Dar es salaam, looking back to the Mbagala Army Blasts of 2009.
This is meant to be a wake call for the Tanzanian government and military to avoid such embarrassing situations on our own national security.
Seriously?
What has Tanzania come to?
Such situations like these can be intelligently avoided, let alone, all these messages we are receiving through all networks are indeed helpful. But this means of help that could have been avoided in the first place. Why couldn't you have used this methodology to immediately warn residents on what was to come? Sensitization is the key to such a case.
No one deserved to be killed, wounded, displaced, or separated from their families while seeking refuge. All these are sealed violations of human rights and must be taken seriously by all the authorities concerned.
Mr. President, your humanitarian intervention is requested, to not only find out the cause this second time incident, nor in the case of negligence in these military camps but the justice that should be done to the death's and disturbances caused on the people of Tanzania.


With that said I want to ask a couple of questions:
1. Should we keep our eyes opened for a third incident?
2. Will we get justice?
3. How is the government working on this issue?
4. Don't you think this is an embarrassment to the rest of the world, that we do not know how to handle our
   own equipment?
5. What will happen when a real war dawns on Tanzania? Do you think our citizens will feel safe?
6. We the citizens have the right to know what REALLY transpired, will we get all the facts? or stones will
    be left unturned?
7. Will preventive measures be taken this time round?