Role?

In my communications in business class, we were discussing a very interesting issue; The report that 60% of kenyan men are beaten by their wives...

This lead to a very interesting thought...What IS asking them get beaten? Social stigma prevents these men from telling someone or speaking about it...Is it the embarassment of being laughed at or?
I was thinking along the lines of role playing. Even the lecturer thought so. Role playing and Identity.

The typical Kenyan man expects the woman to do womanly things, like being a mum, home maker, procreator etc etc. all that is changing....
We have a new breed of women called career women. They earn lots of money. So much infact they emasculate men. Which makes them the breadwinners in some homes....And money is power. Is that why they are beaten? hmmmm..... What about when the man comes home drunk, and tries to rape the wife? Or Trys to make moves on the daughter? Or drinks the money that was meant to be used for the house? That could be why they get battered....

Sometimes though, women do abuse their husbands. I don't know why....maybe it has something to do with personality type? or manipulation? I really haven't a clue. But all these reversed roles is quiet interesting.

Which leads me to another question, i'm still thinking about this by the way: what is the role of a gay kenyan man or lesbian?

I have never really known....

"That" side of a clique

You know, no one has ever really seen the back of the moon...I used to think that there was a civilization there; when i was little that is.

Over the weekend i met up with friends as usual...And true to my word there is clearly a great divide in this society. It's even reached clique level! Now, my friends met up at a restaurant...i had just come from the European Film Festival and i sat. >>fast forward to one hour later>> After catching up, more friends coming, these other friends go and sit at another table.

OH MY GOD!!! how on earth do they talk so badly about someone, my friend, their "friend" like that? some more friends had walked in earlier and one of them was going downstairs to get someone or something, and this table of friends, where i was sitted, they all started gossiping about how he was dressed...(i daren't imagine what they speak of me behind my back) but seriously it was bad. I couldn't believe these were my friends speaking about another friend like this! So he wears Different colours that might not be everyones taste but i thought he did it well! They sneered at his colours....and he was like what, 10 metres away? what a shameful thing to do...

It got worse when we left. on the streets heading towards the bus stop they were bitching and bitching and bitching some more about that fellow...i had to walk ahead with another friend, because this was hurting me. I didn't think that such harsh, cruel words would come from a tight circle of friends, one of those friends being a very good friend. I have never seen that side of him before.....All this changed what i think of some friends..

Mind you, all this is just inter-related to one story or the next. I honestly don't see myself spending time or hanging around that clique. Its too childish and cruel of them to do such things, and i DO NOT want to associate myself with such people, Close friends or not...

Infact its so immature of them...


Finally, my grandmother went back to London. I'm happy she's gone but she's coming soon again. But i have peace of sorts at home... for now....

what next?

That date didn't happen.

Why?? weeeeeeeeelll, my friend flew in from America, and i spent Saturday catching up...and eventually going out to a pub for a round or two. The date sent a text, saying he saw me with a large crowd of people....and he also sent A a text (apparently they know each other) saying he couldn't come say hi because he was shy. Or something along those line. Then, i find out that this guy has a bad reputation going on in and out of facebook....so it really leaves me wondering if i should continue pursuing him or drop it???

life sucks.

I've noticed that some of my friends never take me seriously....i can make a series of comments about certain issues and all they do is laugh or tease me. Do they know it hurts? IT FUCKING HURTS! I feel totally out of place because of that. I don't even know where to begin confronting them about the issue....

Apparently, one of my friends is upset with me because i sided up with a friend over an issue of theirs. (the boyfriend insulted my friend apparently) So ow he was bitching at me asking why? DUDE ISN"T IT OBVIOUS???? I think it's so selfish to get upset over the topic of "one of your friends trying to come between my lover and i" when clearly your boyfriend is in the wrong...all this just because i "liked" a status update. Really people nowadays.....but i suppose its only human to do so....Just include me out of it.

I think i'll lay low for a while....make myself abit scarce. Its a nice idea but enforcing it is another issue...

Class beckons...

Experiences

I'm back!

Well in university at least... My holiday was quite short but in that short tenure i had a blast! yes really. I did. May begun with a gay party....in a very nice place somewhere in the heart of the city. I went with good friends A and T. I didn't dress up that much, just tights and a fitting t-shirt. As you'd have it, it was a wet day, and it rained at one point in the night. I really didn't notice until we left the club at 5am. The party was interesting. All new location, wit lots of new people and the usual lot. Alot of lesbians too... I made some new friends, and made up with old frenemies (friends that became enemies for all the wrong reasons). I was on a drinking spree that night. Amazing what alcohol does to your mind. I actually went to my former best friend and told him
'look, we used to be really great friends, what happened between us can be forgotten, don't you think?" And he agreed...we really missed each other... I'm going to catch up with him real soon.

I danced until my body hurt.... A really cool lesbian lad, whose name i can't remember taught me how to dance to local music. Ok, vernacular, traditional sounding music with a little bit of modern beats inside but sung in local languages...By the way that Dj sucked! how dare he not play "just dance" by Lady Gaga?? The bleeding idiot was playing boring raggae and hip hop tunes....next time i'll go with a gang and make him play real party music...

Then i met a very interesting man, whom A tells me to meet properly when my vision isn't blurred by booze... He's nice, we danced abit and chatted. Though he left early like at 2am... But he had a REALLY nice body. And he was tallish. And dark.... He actually called me yesterday and I THINK, i'm not sure, i may have a date on saturday. might. I hope i meet him. This party was not so scandalous like the previous ones...it was decent. OH, there was a bar tender who was soooooooooooo cute and soooooooooooo muscular!!!! i actually told him if he wasn't straight i'd whore out myself to him. (alchohol talking not me...) GOD!!! very rarely do you find such good looking bar tenders...

I had a date with a friend, the one i asked out earlier. It was a shopping date of sorts. He's nice, but we didn't click...i'm happy the way we are. friends. Besides it was interrupted when another friend of ours came.

Then i saw this really big, beige leather bag. I've never wanted something so badly like that.... To the extent that i went the following Sunday and bought it. In the process i met two friends, one whom i hadn't seen in a very long while....good to see you mate... I got home in the evening and i mysteriously hated my bag!!! Why? i have no idea. Its too big!!! i hated it until yesterday when i looked at it again and all the hate went. I'm using it today... May it be a useful one.

Yesterday, i swapped my crappy Nokia 2610 for a Blackberry 7130. VERY RANDOM!! I just asked my family friend if i could trade in my phone and cash for that. He agreed. It was such a good deal! 3000
(26 pounds) and my phone to get a blackberry. Interesting. Its in average-good condition, but it can't surf the internet yet. I hope it can be sorted. It's kinda like a status upgrade... It shall serve me well i hope? Lets pray it does.

Finally, the freshmen this semester are just that! Fresh. I've seen a guy whom i highly suspect is gay.... I'll approach with caution. My other best mate in school, S, Has gone on long holiday for teaching practice. I wont be able to talk to anyone about guys and other related stuff until i can find another person who can relate to me.. It's quite boring not being able to express my thoughts openly.... Oh well, lets see where this interesting road called life takes me this semester...