Mombasa 101

So your favourite blogger me, was down at the coast some one month ago with friends. You definately agree with me that we all need the occasional break from the buzzof the city to just go and rekindle friendships and more so strengthen the ones that appeered to have loosened at the seams...
I wount talk or rather write much but here are the pics :)

Feel free to share...

Just random pics. More will be on the next post'worry not. :)

If you love me like i love you, the world would be a better place

I have missed this,  writing, or rather typing. It gives feels like my fingers are dancing to a tune that they set for themselves. A melody comes out, a piece of art, or junk for that matter. You know they say the keyboard is among the dirtiest pieces in the world, my fingers don't care about that in this moment.

In  the previous post if you have been following i asked you what is love?

They say love is kind, love is jealous, love is smiles, love is patient, it is not boastful nor evil myself i agree to disagree on some part of that.

In this day and age it takes someone a couple of texts and a chat and that is deemed a prophecy of love.
For one i think love is companionship. as i meet a friend of mine and she shows off her Louis Vuitton bag her boyfriend bought her to show love, i smiled because i see what he did. Materialistic things to provide the attention that he cannot provide. On that one his love is evasive, do you feel me?

Or another fellow whose girl is all about the money to her as long as she can swipe then she loves you.
Worst part is that the society has accepted all this "i have a boyfriend" says a 16 year old to another "is he rich" is the first question she is asked.

In my opinion i think love is that point where someone wrongs you  immensely but you still look at them and smile. That is love.
Someone takes that desired job, you still look at them and say "congratulations" without flinching a muscle. Or going green with envy.
The simplest things are what matter to the world, if not then Adam and Eve would have worn bling instead of being naked as they were.
Remember, It is always the simple tings that produces the marvellous.
Thats what matters.

Think about it.

With Love,
SaFeminist.

How happy is happy?

Some of us if not most of are in relationships and i would add healthy relationships or happy relationships (that is for you to decide.)
Now in this relationships there are arguements and so forth but i hear people say "My babe makes me happy" "my girlfriend makes me feel happy" et cetra. My question is, don't you feel happy or don't you cheer yourself up when you are lalone.
I dont mean to be a hater but i would like to introduce you to a theory in social studies/ sociology. Better known as Maslaw's Theory of needs.

In sociology there are 5 levels of fulfillment that lead one to happiness.This theory called Maslaw's hierarchy of needs...

You have to fulfil YOUR needs before you move on to your babe, boo, hun and all other borrowed words we use. Myself included.

I am not that person who will 'eat love' just because i want to be with you and you my man are a couch potato. no, Safeminist does not do that to herself and to her offspring.
Do not mistake me for being materialistic but you need to fulfill your needs first then come and lets make happy babies (if you are lucky that is)
Some of us derive our happiness from doing good to the society and dedication of our time to the less fortunate and some of us from feeling loved by others even if that is not much the case, and well lets not forget the sadists out there.


My point today is this, if you are not happy within you then it is hard for those around you to feel the same and we alll know that love is a two way street.
To the guys, dont just wallow and expect a woman to come be your rock of Gibraltar do you first then all else comes later.


Be good.
I believe in Karma, so should you

Checklist 2013

We all have that moment where we conclude the end of a story just by looking at the cover. Some of it may be justified and in the end we are glad we have dodged a bullet, or sometimes live in regret and asking the question, What if?

I have these two guys,who i must admit did put in that effort to woe me for some time.
I always wonder what would have happened had i gotten the balls to say yes. I would rather not talk about them now. We will when the time is right.
Forgive me if i am drifting off to sensational writing but i am a lady with  a checklist (ladies you know we all have this list, if you don't then you really don't know what you deserve)

What Safeminist can and cannot settle for.

1. A man who only thinks of the bottle from 8 AM on a Tuesday his reason being he its 5 PM somewhere in the world...pppfffff.

2. You have the independence to do as you please but again, i need my time WITH YOU... and by time i do not mean me and you hook up to play FIFA 2013, which ad probably beat you at anyways, i need a man in my life not a boy, please.

3. They say age is nothing but a number, then i say jail is nothing but a room. I have had my shares of  Justin Beiber age mates making moves at me, Freddy and the likes...you are younger than i am. We cannot happen. I may sound old school but yeah Hun, old is gold.

4. A man is one who takes responsibility for his actions. This i write on the behalf of that woman who got pregnant and the boy who was always in the mood is in no mood to raise that child. Just one thing for you. Shame on you. And you dearie who has taken responsibility of your actions, thank you. 

5. That man who cannot be grateful and content with what he has, i do not need you. Just because your girlfriend has some yellow pages or a bigger waist than her hips, i do not need you to compare me with that Nikki Minaj figure you have saved on your desktop. Appreciate me as i am.

Again pardon me if i sound cranky but i cannot settle for less than i deserve. 

You could be as rigid as i am on this but yet again, do not ask yourself the what ifs? and more so, it doesn't hurt to try.

you only live once though. 

For a Moment I Accept Defeat

some months ago we had class elections, for the class representative, i know you may think that this is not a big of a deal but give me a chance, its worth your read....

what it meant to the outgoing

On this day the outgoing rep comes in and announces "i am resigning as the class rep and you need to choose someone else to do the job" being that we were moving on to a new year and a new semester all together among other reasons he presented to the class.
Some members of the class could not have been happier that this self appointed leader was hanging his boots, some could hide the excitement of the new opportunity that had presented itself, another lot was abit disappointed because his shoes were too huge to fill.And well some did not react, lets call them the ones who have misplaced their emotions. hehe. No joke.

Anyone who was interested was to just come up and say that they were and an election was to be done...a week later only one person has come up, this would mean that t candidate would go unopposed...
Yours truly who is all out to prove that women were superior than you guys, if you didn't know now you do, read the sentence beneath the tittle of this blog, let me spell it out for you... Sharing what i do with you, higher than the men in the food chain., you are welcome.

The day the lines were drawn.

There were only two people vying for that spot, Mr Man and yours truly.
We had to get people to vote for us, in a class of an average of 50 heads , the winner had to at least bad 26 votes or more.
I had my campaign team in hand, what? a girl had to do what a girl had to do.and so did Mr man and his team of pushers.
Shock was on me as the people i thought would be on my team shifted camp and i must admit my confidence was abit shaken, oh well at the end of the next day we would know who was what in class.

come election day

Now class was over, and if my memory serves me right it was time to vote. Before that we were asked questions by members of the class and i think that is where they got the idea for the presidential debate, hehe
the votes were cast.
Mr man. 5 Safeminist 4 and counting...
i imagined how nervous people in the general elections must be feeling in such moments.
final vote...... i smile.....

self confessions.

One of the class members pulls me aside "i did not vote for you Safeminist" "wow..okay so why are you telling me this?" "you know you are a beautiful lady and if you are a rep all the male lecturers will have access to your number and you never know how some of them will use it.." i was shocked that at such a day and age someone will not vote for a lady because of the notion that male species will make advances at her....what century are we in again?

I gave my saviour a pat on the back and walked....saviour because he thinks he saved me from trouble and a pat to emphasise that let us not be so driven by our fears.
i feared writing about this because i know Mr Man and company will see this and probably have a laugh but all the same.
Safeminist Diary has got to grow.


And OH.....i lost 36 to 11....not so bad for a start :)