So, I’ve been gone for a really long time now. Kinda like 2 months. I don’t know if there are guys that usually come here often but if you do… thanks for visiting the site.
Anyway, I have been kinda busy with my freelance graphic design business and recently took up mo-graph (mostly kinetic typo)… So here is a little something I created… More to come soon.
NIE REKE NGWIRE….I swear some people should just be shot. Yaani public prosecution.
So, its Friday evening. Friday the 25th to be precise. Ile siku yenye mwezi hukuwa kwa corner. Those 5 days to end month seem like a whole other month. And to think that someone just lost a consignment of Heroine worth kindu 25 Billion today. Enyewew kuna wenye nchi na wananchi.
I digress. So Friday evening, just from town tired as a bish! I get to the house, put a nice series, pour a glass of juice and chill. I take the first sip and my liver immediately goes into shock. I mean, Friday evening, it really did expect something stronger. Lakini mfuko ikiamua imeamua. I slump ka couch and start watching thinking, if I had that 25 Billion…as one Wanjohi wa Kigogoine says, saa hii ma dame wote wangekuwa wameweka thuruare on head.
Then out of nowhere…
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This is what i have been up to since last time. With video editing and directing being a passion of mine, I couldn’t pass up this opportunity.
Please leave comments and advice on the video below. Constructive criticism is highly appreciated.
At the Tafaria Castle and Country Club , the women who neighbor the castle were given a day to blow off steam and enjoy themselves on the lawns.
From cake cutting to various field games, it was a day to remember.
Produced,Edited and Mastered by:
Music: Piano Guys- Over The Rainbow_Simple Gifts
It’s that time once again. Long holidays.
After 9 months of school and a grueling final exam, the thought of 3 plus months without a shred of school work seemed appealing. I mean, waking up after 9 am, sitting on the computer writing, designing and playing Batman: Arkham Origins. However, a week into it and I already miss school (and the financial security that comes with it).
I school far away from where I live. Approximately 525km away(326.22 miles for you Americans). Therefore, most of my friends are inaccessible when I’m on holiday. There’s no one to call over or just abruptly go and startle with an impromptu visit.The feeling of being alone starts to creep in.Even though when I was at school, I’d sometimes wish for the simplicity of being alone. You know, to think. But now, I miss that crazy bunch who made life a bit more closer to the edge.
Then there is the monetary issue. When on holiday your broke 95% of the time. And being as materialistic as I am, that doesn’t sit well with my wants and needs. You might say, “Well, get a part time job.” In a third world country, getting a part-time job thanks to the levels of unemployment is not that easy. Not that won’t try getting one, God knows I’ll try everything. I mean that’s what it is all about- being young.
This is the time we are supposed to be unafraid to try and fail. This is that time where you can fail with little consequences as opposed to when you are older and have a family depending on you. If your business idea flops now, that is just a learning experience. And the way I see it, it is kind of publicity. The people you will have worked with will now know your name; even if it is because of failing miserably.
There’s no such thing as bad publicity except your own obituary.
Nevertheless, I am not as fearless as I wish I was. I am afraid to fail; afraid to be lesser than what everyone thinks of me.
And afraid that this fear will hold me back from my full potential.
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