First day nerves *gulp*

Nice...Now am a blogger.Trust me,I hadnt intended for this its just how my 2011 is going-Surprises at every turn.Some good others bad.Hoping for the best but expecting for the worst.Any BBS student at Strathmore could elaborate that for you :-D (Insider joke.dont laugh.).For real this blogging thing came as a shoker.It just came to me...The writting on the palace wall.LOL.Once upon a time i wanted to be a model.Shallow,ay?I used to walk past the mirror and go like ''Beyonce heads-up!!!".Anyway,that was before puberty struck and genes manifested =(.As usual,my brother is the one who shed light on the matter of curves and kilos in relation to modelling.seriously innverse relationship.
                     Let curves be C,tendency to model be T and kilos be K.
                        CK=m/T.*geek alert*

So,anyway,back to my brother..clearly going to him was a really bad idea.He broke my heart...I dont even know why I was stressing over it anyway,Blaise Mwaura wanted to be an astronaut.I PREFER SHALLOW MODEL DREAM TO RETARD-EINSTEIN WANNA BE!!!(yes hard feelings).In the end we do not always get what we want,we have to take no for an answer.sad,i know.However this does not mean that we should give up.If it was meant to be it will come back to you-(even vogue launched the vogue curvy edition for the not so skinny models..)-and if it doesnt,when a door closes a window opens.No retreat.No surrender.ok?Ask Robert Frost..

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
and looked down one as far as I could
to where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear;
though as for that, the passing there
had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
in leaves no feet had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference..

(Frost,1920)

 I  would lie that this great piece of art is mine if I wasnt writting for such an intelligent crowd,

Stay inspired,

xx.