Can't Touch This

Yet again, I got my butt tapped at a club. These men are ridiculous. Of course I turned around and yelled, giving him a piece of my mind. But I couldn’t believe he turned to his friend and laughed at me. As a result I got louder, in a very loud club no less. I didn’t want the tear to fall from frustration, but when it did I turned around and I walked away to the bathroom. I refused to let him see me like that or have my make-up run. 

I came back to where he was sitting and wanted to slap the grin off his face. So that’s exactly what I did! He licked his tongue in and out of his mouth to piss me off further (good job). So I grabbed his mouth in my fist and threw his head against the back of the couch, and said “Touch Me Again And I Will Cut Your **** OFF!”

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel like leaving after that. But I walked to the other side of the club and kept dancing, feeling damn good about myself. Afterwards I thought about it, and it wasn’t that he didn’t take me seriously. I embarrassed him in front of his friends and his ego couldn’t handle it. Mission Accomplished.  

No More Skype Dates ...

Mommy came and went for spring break and so did my computer. Sadly, my HP died out on me right during finals all the way over here. That's why the blog posts have been scarce. I can hijack my friend’s computers and use my internet-stick (since it's already paid for) or I can wait until the weekdays to come to the BU building. Maybe this will make me do work ahead of time since I have to plan the time I can use the world-wide web around my internship and class time. Then again it’s me – so maybe not. No more Skype and blasting music in my room until further notice. I just know all I want for Christmas is a new laptop.

On a happy note, I had a good spring break. Mommy's visit made me realize that I do miss home a little more than I thought, but I'm NOT ready to come home yet. I just want to swoop down, check on Nana, say hi to people for the day and be back in my apartment in time to make dinner.

I started my first week at my internship. And it’s true, you learn from everything you do and all the people you meet, whether you like it or not. Best advice – keep an open mind.

It’s starting to hit me that I have about six weeks left. I like living on my own. I cooked spoiled chicken last week because I didn’t want to waste it, then took a bite and threw it out. And I pick the little blue spots off my bread because I don’t want to waste an entire loft. My toast looks like swiss cheese; a little mold never killed anyone.

Shout Out to the Lovely Ladies of TYWLS

I wouldn’t trade my middle/high school experience for anything. I learned so much from each of you and it’s always nice to have an extended family of friends and mentors that I take with me wherever I go. Thank you TYWLS – for making me the Kenya I am today. Watch:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9cgzBm2Lwc

From Surfing I learned:

·         It works every muscle in your body.

·         Afterwards it’s hard to lift your arms to put on a bra.

·         It can be done, even in the rain. Who cares about pneumonia?

Being one of the laziest people I know, I wasn’t sure if surfing was for me. It’s not. But I tried it and put a smile on for the most part. It rained a lot – wipe outs were deadly, and nose dives hurt but I still managed to get up on the board! I would have pictures of all of this, but I refused to buy a picture package for an extra $50. You have to take my word for it – I surfed. The instructors were really nice, some were from the states and some were from Sydney. They laughed along while we got smacked with waves and slapped with each other’s boards. I got pinched by something crabby and stung by something slimy, reminding me why I never liked the ocean that much. But again, I did it.

I just read that paragraph over and it sounds so negative. I did enjoy myself! Everyone in the Surf Camp family was friendly and the food was good. People put a lot of work into surfing and my hat goes off to them. It’s a workout.

Yesterday was Labour Day in Australia so I didn't have class. Instead I went to Darling Harbour for Latin Fiesta. It was as close to Spanish Harlem/Paraiso as I'm going to get while I'm here. They had stands with spanish food and a bunch of performances. Good Times.

This is the last week of classes before the break and the swap in semesters. After spring break I have the internship all week and one class. For now I’m doing work for finals (fun) and waiting for Mommy to come down on Friday!!