Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Today has ended...



I feel lousy…
I try to avoid writing or painting when I am kind of in low spirits.
I avoid updating my Facebook status because it just makes me feel even lousier...
I look back at my status and am like “seriously? Nandi?” or I look back at my sketch and think to myself….”gosh now THAT’s a problem?” and I feel worse.
I try to read and I can’t get past a chapter “you can’t even read a sentence...”
I try to eat but nothing really tastes so good and there isn’t much appetite anyways…
It’s been a hectic week so far, moving up n down that horrible Cruiser in those horrible dusty roads, tryn to meet deadlines, and I’ve hardly had a good night’s sleep since last Saturday, partly because I’ve had crazy insomnia and partly because of work, so I feel pretty fatigued and yeah, lousy, and hey! I’m probably having PMS, I’ve been in pain all day today-if you’re a woman reading this you can relate. I have like cramps from Lucifer himself!
 And to top it off, I miss My Plus One-though I hate to admit it.
Not liking someone and liking them at the same time is such torture. My plus one irritates the shit out of me and yet I want to be with him.
Anyways life’s too short to over brood and fuss…
Gosh…#looking at wall clock# I could drop and doze off right now.
Anyways, I feel My plus one is side stepping a little, backing off, I may be wrong but it feels that way.
I  feel I may have misread the connection.
Its so confusing, one minute its like they like you and the next minute its like they just wanna get rid of you , how they just go silent and let you figure it out on your own.
Nevertheless I’ve grown fond of him and I fear he may be using that to his advantage! Lol , or maybe he’s figured that out and doesn’t like it.
I wonder whether he thinks about me the way I do , anyways that’s his problem.
They can be so blank or act so blank it’s amazing!.
I would rather not pursue the matter, I  don’t want to get into another emotional political argument where I have to justify my needs and the other justifies on their actions, am tired of always having to be the one to understand things, how about understanding me for a change?
 Its better to leave it alone, pursuing it is so much work when the other isn’t willing.
Even though my friends tell me am strong I don’t feel like that s’times, s’times I DO feel I can conquer anythn,but s’times I just want to sink into my own and zone out, not caring. It’s a safe place there, for a while you forget and you just sort of drift through things.
You think you know someone and it turns out you don’t know as much, they don’t let you in to see.
#the clock’s ticking#...
I think I suck at this whole dating business.
Or maybe I should be more demanding like the other women do it, they demand for this n that. Maybe I come out as too understanding and its easy to just not put in so much effort to try and impress me. I don’t fuss about material things, I like the simple pleasures of life. Maybe that’s the problem.
Am beginning to think I tolerate too much that when I meet someone I like, they don’t take that extra step to impress me.
A friend of mine suggested that I may be quite intimidating, being independnent and all, but I don’t see how that is an issue. Unless the guy has low self esteem issues.
#clock’s ticking#
Right now I feel resigned to the whole thing…because it feels like a  monotonous cycle…
Even though I miss my plus one, I can’t do anything about it right now, who knows  , it may just turn out to be my plus size drama!.
Nevertheless I’ll respect his “issues” and I’ll give him his space…He’s a grown man and can decide what’s best for him…
I equally have issues so… yeah…
I mean, we human right?
Its time to go to bed…
Its another day tomorrow, I will probably be working on auto at the office, but it will be a new day.
Another start to my history …
Today has ended



Friday, July 19, 2013

Line of Fire...



Just because it feels good or feels right doesn’t mean it is.
We don’t deliberately put ourselves in positions that we know may hurt us.
Putting ourselves in the line of fire?
You don’t choose to be second best
You can’t always stop yourself from feeling what you feel, needing it, wanting it.
You tell yourself that this time you’ll manage it...that you can deal with it but dealing with it is such a process!
It’s an emotional whirlwind that leaves you disoriented…
You let yourself out there when you find yourself attached to  someone, making yourself vulnerable to them and you know that they can hurt you because you have opened up to them.
 Your walls are no longer up and you are exposed.
We don’t exactly choose who we find ourselves in love with, or have feelings for, it’s a cosmic mystery, I guess that’s why they call it chemistry.
You don’t choose to be second-you want to be first
And you don’t choose to share; you want it all for yourself.
Having to share hurts
You don’t choose to be the other woman or the other man.
Sometimes   two people meet and find themselves wanting more of each other, passionate about each other, even when they have separate lives they need to be loyal to; it feels good when they are together-it feels right, like a perfect fit.
And you try to navigate your way in this...this thing that you have.
You are trying to understand what it is about them that you just want to be with them.
And even though they may be emotionally unavailable, and even physically unavailable you are drawn to them because when you are with them everything seem so much better, so much calmer and so much happier that you want to prolong that feeling.
…Making love to them is wonderful…
And you let yourself want it- you need to express yourself more, how you feel about them...and it feels good…
..It feels good to kiss them…touching them…letting yourself explode with ecstasy...
Your skin burns when they touch you….and you just want this to last…
You want it to go on…But you know that it is wishful thinking, that it’s a risk you had to take…
You cannot compete with the life that they have with the other, but you can’t give up on this before it has even began.
You let yourself out there-putting yourself in the line of fire
The quiet days are torturing; you always wait for that call…That text…
You want them to call and tell you how much they’ve missed you and how much they want to be with you…
You miss them so much it hurts...
A day passes. And another day…you tell yourself you can do this that you weren’t supposed to get hurt…because you wanted it as much as they did? Or maybe you misread the signs…
The thought that they are not completely yours and that at this very moment may be with someone else, kissing someone else, touching them the way they touch you tears you to shreds and you wish you could get out of yourself to escape from this but you can’t-you just have to endure it.
Letting yourself out there….putting yourself in the line of fire
They tell you that they miss you after a couple of days and you tell yourself maybe there’s a chance? Even when you know it’s a long shot.
You let yourself get vulnerable to them.
Letting yourself out there, clinging to their every word, holding on to the memories of the last time you were with them, how they talked, how they laughed, how they looked at you, like you are the only one that mattered.. How they held you when you danced…
Letting yourself out there…putting yourself in the line of fire…
You want to know, you need to be sure….
but asking is an even greater risk…you are afraid of the answer and you just want to continue in ignorant bliss, prolonging this twisted good feeling…or maybe they just need time??
The longer it is…the more painful it will be…
Love is a risk we all take…
Attachment is a risk…
Sometimes it is reciprocated, sometimes it isn’t, sometimes you are in it alone....and sometimes you’re not…
You can’t always know…because no sooner than you think you know than it dawns on you that actually you don’t even know the half of it.
What are they really thinking?? …Do they want this or not?
Putting yourself out there and letting yourself go…
.. .can feel like shit….

Thursday, July 18, 2013

My Plus One

The people that surround us have an effect on our lives.
For the better or for the worse.
They play a part in shaping who we are and what we believe in and we do the same for them.
Teenagers are surrounded by peer pressure everyday;when you are a teenager its almost like you are a vampire,everything is heightened.
If you are sad then you are the saddest teenager alive,if you are boring,you are the most boring teenager,and if you feel you are always right regardless,you are the most self rightous teenager! whatever anyone else says is rubbish.
I remember what its like being a teenager,its crazy! Your emotions are all over the place,you have boobs and you dont know what to do to for them to stop pointing north all the time,you like a guy but you dont like a guy,you wanna kill your parents but you still need their love and money,your siblings think they know better.
You are surrounded  by peers that think they are mature enough and can do things like have random sex and smirk on your virginity,that have five boyfriends in five different schools,and then there are those that think they are better than you,they look better than you,they come from rich families,have all the opportunities to go and study abroad regardless of whether the pass or not.
A sense of belonging is a yearning everybody has-we all need to belong somewhere. Am african-am an african woman-a zambian woman,i come from a family of 6-you have that "belonging",but then there's who YOU are as an individual.
Its easy to get lost in the haze by the people that surround us.
The people that surround us,that we get into relationships with and engage in various activities with shape our views towards life,the conversations we engage ourselves with them create in us ideas and beliefs.
What creates your personality,your character?
Did you go to the best schools?
If i was born in the village,experienced the village life,would my personality and character be any different from what it is today?
Or are our personalities and character embedded in us already and just waiting to come out at the opportune time when we are surrounded by the "right" people to bring that out in us?

I participated in a fundraising walk today,to support a youth group to raise funds for their cause.
It is a small group just starting out and  there isnt a lot of hope in the members on whether the group will grow to make an impact in the community.
But my presence there made an impact on the whole event.
It inspired them to know that even though they are a small group,they can make a difference because they had each other. Large numbers do not necessarilly mean large positive results. Jesus only had  12 desciples.
It felt good to know that i had inspired this young group,and it reverberated to me and gave me the courage and the zeal i once had-believing in a cause and making a difference. Giving you a sense of purpose.

Our relationships do not necessarily define who we are,but they play a huge role in creating who we are,to be a stronger people or to be weak people.

When you've been  in a relationship with someone that has played an integral part in your life and that relationship ends,it gets a little confusing to actualy remember who you were before you met them.
How much influence do the people around you have on you,and how much influence do you have on them?
Does it have anything to do with who has the stronger personality among you? Or maybe who is more assertive and is able to fish out what they need and dont need it?

They say we are friends with the people we are friends with because they bring out a part of us we see in them.
See it goes both ways.
When you are in a relationship-you RELATE to the other.
Bringing out the best or the worst in each other,depending on how you RELATE and RESPOND to situations.

I was once in what you'd call an unhealthy relationship with someone.
This person slowly nudged out my reckless side,even when i thought i was in control.
He made me feel alive,but he also made me feel out of touch with my deeper side. Nothing much was ever taken seriously. At first it was attractive,having not to worry much about your future and your goals. It started becoming more like free flowing. I started reading less,drinking more,watching t.v more and just basicaly being a little bit goaless.
He could talk about his plans for the future-and they were brilliant ones,but he wouldnt implement anything. I began to realise that i was involved with a dreamer and if i wasnt careful i'd wind up being just like him,thinking about what it is i can do without actually doing anything about it,making plans without any workplan. In other words an empty can-very loud and empty.
I realised too that what seemed like cute jelousy was actually possesivness. Suddenly my dressing became a problem,how i was talking to other men,what i was doing on my phone...we'd get into fights-stimes physical-I wouldnt be put down that easy.
There was some verbal abuse and i was called names.
He'd apologise after-and i'd believe it wont happen again. But it was just on and off,on and off.
I had no idea why i was still hanging around him-maybe i loved him?
It wasnt even about money we would argue about-i got a higher salary,it was over stupid things like clothes or his failure to live up to his promises.
Instead of building the relationship and enjoying it,he literaly let it crumble.
I'd tell myself to leave but i couldnt,my friends would wonder what on earth i was doing with such an idiot.
Eventualy the relationship soured me up,i was angry about everything. I'd take out my anger on the shop attendant for example for being slow in packing up my groceries,or the garden boy for coming to work 5min late,even if he had told me he would be.
I basically became less interested in a lot of things untill one day i just couldnt take it anymore.
'"when a woman is fed up"
I mean here i was,with a man that had everything any man would want and he was just throwing it away. He was changing who i was at my core. I had to bring my SELF back.
I made my decision.
It felt good.
There are many women that have been through something similar.  They are "stuck" with undeserving men simply because they love them,putting up with less when they could have more.
Most people would not understand why some people stick around a relationship that just drains them of energy. I recall a friend of mine complaining of how he loved this girl so much but she was busy fooling around with other guys and yet he couldnt bring himself to let go.
Its the belief  and hope you have in the other person to do better that makes you stick around,you want to be that positive effect in their lives but at the same time,it takes chunks of your inner self away.
A part of you once loved them and you only want the best for them.
I told myself i would never put myself in such a position again-and i wont.
See when you leave a relationship thats not healthy,its not necessarily because you are going to hate those people for the rest of your life,its about forgiving yourself and knowing that you tried and it didnt work out. Its about cherishing who you are and getting to know what you need and loving yourself for it.

You learn something from any relationship you get yourself into,you learn something about yourself through the experiences,conversations and life you had with them.

Currently i have feelings for the most complicated guy on the planet-at least he thinks he's complicated.
Lets call him my plus one for now.
He gives me a certain energy that i had tucked away somewhere.
He may even be reading this blog and gloating-lol
He is complicated in the sense that he has all these funny beliefs about what love is.
Am not going to try and figure them out.
After all i've been through i have found that i am not as impatient as i used to be-stimes i can be-BUT! i just let that slide.
I just want to enjoy spending time with him and getting to know him.

Love is a risk that we all take-regardless of whether you believe in it or not,it just happens to you. Whether its hard for you to express it or not-you feel it still.

Am not saying am in love.
Am not.
Not yet anyways.
Am in "like" and i like it.

My Plus One may be a little bit complicated and cocky at times but i can equaly be complicated,am probably more complicated than he is-he just thinks we are in this "who is more complicated" competition and says all these complicated things to make himself seem more complicated than i am.
I think he's just scared and hates to admit it,in fact he hates to admit a lot of things about what he feels. But i like him still. I like that he can be generous and humble and open to his thoughts-whether they are complicated or not-he still says them.

Its not up to him to protect me from falling in love if at all i do,it would have been my decision.



Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Marriage?Dating?

I have come to think i may be single for a while..
the reason is simple
i cannot simply find a match in the myriad of men!
of course nobody's perfect-Hell,i'm definitely not,
that doesnt mean i dont have any standards..NO hold it,am not saying am having mine too high
Mine are simple-clean,easy going,focused,sense of humor,spiritual,respectful and generous. I dont care much about looks as long as the guy doesnt have a flabby belly. I get attracted by personalities,no matter how cute a guy is,if he is arrogant i wont give him a second thought.

In the few relationships i've been,the guys only realise what they had when i left.
And i was bothered by incessant phone calls and "romantic" thingyis..
I dont get why they do that..the whole aftermath realising..
i think guys like it when you give them the cold shoulder..
anyways lately i just dont care..
most of my friends are married..if they arent they have a couple o kids or something goin on..
Me?? oh i just sit back n watch..
 "You have a kid? congrats! bla bla"
I dont go running about chasing after men when they act up-after all they do claim that they are men,so why cant they walk the talk..am not going to go down that road again.."teaching" a man how to treat me-didnt his mother teach him?...

Back in high school i used to think i was gonna sail through life with no hiccups...as it turns out..life is no place to just "SAIL THROUGH"..you dont always get what you want or need...
I used to think i was gonna get my papers..get that guy and make my parents proud..
I came to realise that i was in fact trying to live for society...a great mistake many make.
You date because other people are dating,you dress a certain way,speak a certain way,go to a certain church...
It began to suffocate me..
Each day i woke up it felt like everything was starting to close in..
My first boyfriend was..well..ordinary..i was in college..he was in college..i had never had a boyfriend in highschool,i mostly kept to myself...i didnt like all that pretence of highschool..and besides i was pretty shy,keeping to the library instead of going out there-good thing i was at a girls boarding school-no drama.
.oh well back to the bf...yeah he was soft spoken and we shared the same passion in music-i was a hip-hop and poprock freak then! Yeah..with ATTITUDE lol...i had my lil aloof swaggy shit n all that.

Anyways,dated him for a while-a LONG while actualy,even thought i was set! but..in the end it didnt work out..i wont say why..ok i gues mostly communication breakdown..
..after that i vowed never to date (,he was my first love afterall) to be single forever and just adopt some kid if i wanted any kids..love and sex were overated and marriage worse.
I didnt want to start obsessing over marriage and kids like most of my friends...
I kept myself busy in my books and ART..oh yeah and work...
Later i found myself liking someone again..
turns out he was a jerk too..so selfish..
NEXT..
he was married..
NEXT..
emotionally handicapped..
YO...i got tired.

Besides with all thats going round its pretty creepy to get married,the lies,the cheating,the drinking-and then especially as an african lady..there are just so many RULES!
If at all i get married-if God decides i should, i want to get married to my friend.
Few people marry their friends-to those big up to you.
Some marry for society,to get that respect from society,some feel therz nothing out there so might as well the next idiot that shows up,some just dont want to be alone,the idea of being stuck in a rut freaks them out,some want kids..etc...
Stimes i get that little motherly kick when i see baby socks and wish i could have my own baby..but it goes no sooner than it comes..i have no man to motivate me otherwise..

When i was in love i wanted to have a zillion kids for the guy-(fantasies)

whats that?

any guy i like right now?

Maybe..but you know how they all come with baggage.

Not many people get me,i tend to be hard to understand-i go this way and i go that way. But one thing am certain of is..i like me just fine.
 And i speak my mind-most guys dont like that..so yeah...i may be single for a pretty while longer yet! lol Not that am complaining...but you know how we women are-we are naturaly nurturing-its not our fault-its His.
When i love its all or nothing
maybe thats the reason why i get so hurt when things dont work out. Even when i tell myself i wont.

My experiences have changed how i respond to things.
I gues you could say am more mature now,i hurt yeah,but i dont let it control my life anymore
I take things as they come-not that naive anymore..wedding dresses are not my priority-The TRUTH is.

I think i like this one though...so will see