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Saturday, 25 July 2009

  • Back from self exile

    Past year i have been traveling to different schools and finally settling in a new home in Hawaii.
    Today i fly again, should be packing actually right now, but first have to get this off my mind.

    I apologize for being careless in my past entries, ignoring my audience, writing an open diary instead of getting into Xanga spirit of discussions that involve everyone.
    I'll try to be less selfish from now on :D


Sunday, 19 October 2008

  • Recap Number 2 (sex and religion)

    Now for something completely different :P I spoke to my man in Germany on August 16th i believe, he was soo happy to hear my voice i could tell he was emotional, he said to me all the sweet things he usually says love you sana, miss you crazy, but most importantly we agreed on him finding a job or school and moving to the states to live together and see how we get along before we even think about family and kids. We had talked about this a lot already, about what we both want in life and before i left Germany I said to him: i know it will be a long time before i can see you again so if you want to date anyone, go ahead. I'm in this for a long run and i understand it's not easy... he started to tear up and said: how can you say it like that? and i was really surprised by this reaction. Then i said sawa, i'll wait for you but i ask you this one thing only, if you do start dating, just let me know. So, when he stopped answering my calls, texts, finally no letters or emails... he took down our pics and put up pics with different chics at parties, i got the message. I just still don't get why.

    To add insult to injury, there is a guy i see each day for past 3 months who looks like my b/f (especially when my sungura lost weight during swimming practices). At first I was immersed in the dream, it felt like my guy was just right there and I'd remember things like him cooking in the mornings, I'd go into the kitchen and embrace his waist, slide my hands under his shirt and feel the warm smoothness... when we cuddled and he was teaching me swahili, when we took walks each night even if it rained, the sunroom, small bed, the smell of his hair, the taste of his mouth... it felt so nice to be reminded daily of these things. Yet, this guy wasn't all that sweet and i stayed away to not disturb the illusion he created. Then i'd call Germany three times and get no answer, i thought something must be wrong...

    since then it has only been more difficult. I can not get away and i can not make peace either, i try to be friends with the lookalike but at times i stare at his face and i don't want to take my eyes off, inside i fill up and tear between running away and caressing. I have seen this happen, but i was on the other side, but i never knew what it's really like until it happened to me... i'm still at a loss on how to handle it. the corners of his mouth pop out, the cheekbones, the smile widens and eyes are so full. one of the girls said: oh, him? he's ugly. i found that strange and thought about it, probably so but to me, he is not ugly at all... I have been with two models, mostly all geeks and one especially unattractive guy. From all this i can only say that the personality makes one beautiful or ugly.

    for past months i have stayed to myself and now i'm starting to actually talk to people around me. Yet since they have already formed their opinion of me, it is funny when it catches them by surprise that i'm not who they thought i was. I had difficulty dealing with everything and i prayed continuously throughout the day and it gave me peace i so needed. I even went to Catholic masses. They were amazing at first but subsided overtime... especially when a filipino vet preached of Catholicism as the only true, primary religion and all others as false doctrines. He just didn't mention the orthodox church, which as i was taught in the seminary is the first division in Christianity_ between the Catholic and the Orthodox. Orthodoxy divided into its respective countries yet did not produce any new shoots, whereas Catholicism has led to Lutherans, protestants, baptists, etc. (judging geographically) I guess that upset me a bit that day... Anyway, I'm back to attending masses now, confessions and communions. It brings some inner peace. yet can not completely fill.

    couple updates: mon chou, my ex i've been living with earlier this year, is getting married in january to his g/f. lets wish him happiness he has so been searching for... i'm on talking terms with Christmas again and he is also getting married he says, and when i asked him why did he choose this particular girl, this is what he said:
    Eka
    so who is the person and why?
    Eka
    busy?
    christmas
    which person?
    Eka
    your latest choice
    christmas
    well
    christmas
    i'll b honest
    christmas
    1. she's madly in love with em
    christmas
    me
    christmas
    2. she wants to settle
    christmas
    with me
    christmas
    3. i have control over her
    christmas
    4. she's white
    Eka
    :D
    christmas
    (thanks to u)
    Eka
    you did have a control issue but its nice to hear you admit it
    Eka
    and knowing you, knowing me, it's only a matter of time
    Eka
    till the boredom settles in and pushes you to another challenge

    so, they are all getting married or dating, i'm here stuck for a while with a guy who looks like my man and i know i need to move on from all my exes, yet i'm only interested in the lookalike, should i stay away or make a move????... je sais pas, sijui, ar vici, ne znayu, va michku, no se, don't know...
  • Recap Number 1 (politics and sex)

    So, i've been without ANY hardcore technology for past months, pretty much in self inflicted exile and i must admit that there were times i was so tired or frustrated that i was ready to give up, but in the end i'm happy with sticking it out. So, now i'm back to classroom scene and got this sweet mac too :) pretty happy about overcoming myself, becoming stronger and finding my voice... literally... my voice is too soft, (although some guys get off on that.) :P

    There have been so many changes in such a short time... Georgia in war with Russia. The town i grew up in was occupied by Russian forces, the house i grew up in was destroyed, ships sunk. My best friend called and told me everyone's ok in family but the food Russians gave out as humanitarian aid turned out poisoned. Now they have pulled back but not out of the territories they wish to separate from Georgia. It is rather unfair war since Georgia is tiny and already so divided, whereas Russia is huge and in no need of more land... Both Russian and US Empires invade with pretext of peacekeeping or liberation but in reality it is done to protect Empires' interests in the region. At least US military is a whole lot more honorable... As i did some side research today (i was sort of bored in class since i get done fast, the material so far is easy) about Zimbabwe, Uganda and Swaziland... I noticed how their military is referred to as defense of the people force or sm other bs... but looking at history, it's a constant stream of oppressive leaders, especially Zimbabwe, I can't believe Mugabe is still in power!! and if only Uganda got its act together, it would be the richest country in the world, if only...

    The other day they were discussing AIDS epidemic in Africa and the teacher made some comments about it, but when he said 'Africa's disgusting place' that's when i got ticked and spoke out. Africa is not one country sir, it is extremely diverse, from Egypt to Togo to Ethiopia to South Africa, it is different level of lifestyle, mentality, culture.... yes, there is hunger, disease, corruption... but there is also people who live a normal, good life and it's not all slums and devastation... He was apologetic every five minutes. i said it's ok, I just want to be objective and have a chance to present my viewpoint.

    Still, reality is such: I love East African block with passion, can't help it. I love Kenyans, Tanzanians, Ethiopians, Burundi (i've both tutsi and hutu friends)... people i have known were pure humans, with desires, ambitions, thirst, but also lots of love and kindness. I love kenyans for being sooo laid back, tanzanians for being complicated, ethiopians for their pride and cultural drive, tutsi for being so businesslike in life, hutus for their crazy childish madness, ugandans who i can't describe in one word...

    Yet, i have through time come to these decisions in regards to Africans and Africa, (i'll be brutally upfront so pls don't get insulted)_ 1.I don't support all the humanitarian aid that goes to Africa, especially drugs for HIV positive population (just supports further spread of the disease). Constantly providing foods makes people dependent on international aid and it's time Africa was left to African leaders (not being racist here at all, i believe in white/mzungu Africans too) but my point is, Africa needs to help herself out and all this aid is creating dependency issues... 2. The mentality that the more children you have, the richer you are, needs to be addressed.... Like that one frenchman put it crudely: the problem of africa is only that africans can't control their dicks. I say there is no problem if people have sex as often and as much as they want, but i see a problem in having children one has no means to support... 3. at first it was nice to be white, i got instant respect and attention... but then i thought about it and realized wtf? just because i'm white? no, they should be treating me just like if i were any other. i realised that some Africans act inferior and it actually annoyed me, it's part of the situation today, this inability to realize one's potential. it hurts me inside, spiritually so rich, mentally poor attitude...

    I really hope to go to Georgia to work sometime late next year and to visit Nairobi sometime in between... it seems like the more i try to stay away from politics, the more my job has to do with it, but as long as it takes me to the places i love, no complaints, God is good. :) hakuna matata

Saturday, 28 June 2008

  • in a few hours

    in a few hours i will be flying to germany; well, first detroit and then amsterdam, but eventually i'll wind up in bremen... (forgive me for no capital letters, i don't see much point to them) so far, i've only been to frankfurt, to the airport :) like at least 6 times... so i'm happy about this and nervous too. therefore i'm not packed yet....

    on the home front, i've met a great all american cowboy who shares the name with my ex in kenya (go figure..) i call him mr. bear for fun, he reminds me of a bear, also of a hedgehog... :) i see him as the closest friend, someone i can talk to about anything, someone i am attracted to but have no strong feelings for. he sees me as someone he can't quit even if he tried, someone he loves. he grew on me yet i stayed away since i know my feelings will not change. still... this guy deserves me, he hasn't failed me yet...

    but i'm going to germany to meet someone i am falling for and need to be sure about. this someone dissapeared for two weeks to only call me and tell me that he's been scared to tell me that he's in love with me and can't see long distance working out so he tried to forget me but can't. sounds like bs doesn't it? well, he keeps confirming his affections verbally but not in action (you don't hurt those you love because if you did, you would not love them in the first place). i call him sungura although he shares his name with my ex husband who is currently on leave from afganistan in kansas (another weird coincidence...) sungura is bunny in kiswahili.

    sorry, but i better go pack... my ex's g/f is comming to take me to the airport... :) amazingly we get along great and she is not too threatened by the fact that i live at her man's place (although i pay rent and i've my own room and my ex practically doesn't live here any more... but still) so, mon chou came last night and knocked on my door to wish me a safe trip and such, he wanted to hug me and i signed him to come in (it's one of my geo quirks not to do anything in the doorway...) and he smiled realizing what that was all about and stepped into the room (this would have been an arguement couple years back but now he just smiles and shakes his head as if to say: you and your weirdass-ness) and i shivered since i have not gotten a hug in soooo long!!! a real hug :)

    NOW I GOT TO GO PACK!!!! (what you know, caps have a point after all...)

Wednesday, 30 April 2008

  • followup

    many years back i used to paint rather well, my stength was in putting my feelings into the paintings, ppl could feel sad or angry or scared, but i stopped and have not been able to start again, even got everything necessary to paint, it's just sitting there in my room... so, the reason is that i realised the impact these paintings were having was negative. while i was relieved from pain and anger and jealousy and frustration, someone else was getting the feelings. i thought: this is already a dark world, why would i try to create more darkness???

    i have two sides to me, one is smart and evil but the other is naive and kind... most ppl get fascinated by my first persona, but once they see my heart, they feel no shame in running me over. part of me wants to destroy his life for the pain he has caused me and i know i am capable of making him quite miserable, but each time, as the story gets worse, i have walked away.

    so, it's not about who i am but who i want to be, someone who leaves behind happiness, someone like my uncle was, a guy who was unable to hurt, a guy who never said anything bad about anyone... ofcause ppl like that are most punished, my uncle asked some teens in his backyard to keep quiet and they threw stones at him, my father told me finally after 3 years of hiding it from me that his brother died in his arms from a headwound and there was nothing he could do but watch. my grandma was a famous doctor, saved many lives, died horribly and i watched her die, she finally couldn't take the pain and overdozed. watched my ex get in a car accident and get glass in his eyes, all seemed fine but by the morning he was gone from slow internal bleeding.  why?

    sometimes i forget that ppl read these logs, i pretty much write from myself to myself, and in real life i have to keep image and watch the caps and punctuation and grammar and content, but when it comes to this blog_ i am really just trying to be myself with no makup or refinement... even tho i know sincerity is not an attractive quality, lies are much more exciting and feelings actually can be created kama chem lab. so, when i say 'summer is late' i don't just mean the season, i'm cold inside and i used to wait for someone but i no longer expect someone to understand my language... i'm grown up now and i accept that i will always be alone.

     

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