Wednesday, July 30th, 2008
When the moment arrives
The site is up for renewal and I have not much to say these days.
Sad, that it should end like this.
Wednesday, July 30th, 2008
The site is up for renewal and I have not much to say these days.
Sad, that it should end like this.
Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008
It’s been two months since I made my transition from a student to a “working woman”. OK, that’s a really ridiculous way to put it but yes, I am working for an NGO that works for the mentally ill and homeless.
The transition hasn’t been easy. I am still living in a hostel, although this one doesn’t have curfews but I have had to start things from scratch. Build my life around my ambitions. Make new friends. Start with a clean slate again.
There was a point when late in the evening I went knocking on the doors of random houses asking if the owners were renting out their place along with a colleague of mine. Someone even told us that this was not very appropriate for young ladies. Ha. The apartment hunt proved to be futile but never in my life have I so stepped out of my comfort zone and enjoyed it so much. These small inconsistent joys coming my way thrill me more than a grand plan of life in motion (which I don’t have in any case).
I think it would suffice to say that I am happy now with what I have but that doesn’t make me content. It’s like I have only started exploring my aptitude, my desires, my incompetencies and my dreams. I hope to travel a lot this year, complain a bit less and learn a lot from this job. I hope to find someone who stays special even after the first encounter. I hope to finally learn how to fly a kite. And maybe not to topple over someone after the third shot of rum.
It will happen. All in good time.
Monday, April 21st, 2008
Graduation passed without celebration on my part and before I could say my goodbyes, I found myself a job.
I am not sure how life will change after this but I will turn 23 soon. For the first time in many years, I am looking forward to being a year older.
The slate is clean once again.
Saturday, April 12th, 2008
“The corpse of a bird does not decompose in flight, but on the ground”
- Duala