Mtoto Wa Mombasa

finals, fatness and finding a sugar daddy

finals season is quite possibly the only time in my life when I get on tumblr.

I hope to god I make better decisions in grad school.

I came to the library to study. HA! I don’t even have a fucking pen with me. No highlighter. No writing material of any sort.

I spent an hour putting on and taking off clothes before deciding on an outfit. While in the throes of my wardrobe changes, I noticed how large my thighs are. How flabby my arms are. How massive my ass is. How big my calves are. I am unhappy with the way I look, with the way my clothes fit. I truly miss weighing less. But clearly not enough, because I’m not doing anything to get back to where I was. Nonetheless, my outfit is tres cute

is it not?

Oh, remember how I actually finished school last term but was too scared to venture into the real world so I added two minors which made me returned this term? (It’s okay if you don’t remember, I’m still going to tell you my story…) I can’t keep adding fields forever so I’m graduating next week!

When people ask me what I’m doing next, I tell them I don’t know.

But I do. Oh, I do.

I’m on the prowl for a sugar daddy.

I got a pair of sandals from Nairobi. Never again.

See, when I get my sandals from home, I wear them everyday. No, that’s not an exaggeration. I wear those shits every day. That may not be good for my arch of my feet in general, but I love the freedom that sandals afford me. So, yes. Daily, I rock my beaded beauties. And they usually take a year to give in. There’s definitely a grand difference in how the Mombasa cobblers make these shoes and how the Nairobi ones do. And I have the proof in my handbag right now.

I got these fuckers in mid January and they came apart on my walk to uni today.

If this is a sign of how the rest of my week will go, fuck this noise. I need the week to end.

xxxo

emmaleigh.

Tags: mombasa nairobi monday blues

tyger-lily:

thatnigeriankid:

africanbeats:

thatnigeriankid:

Redrepublik - Skamaress

Kenyan Music

This song sounds really South African, but if they say it comes from Kenya…then okay…

Really? To me sounded West African to me because the beat has a highlife feel to it (at least to my ears). But the instrumentals is actually sampled from a Congolese song called “Maya” from an artist named Simaro Massiya Lutumba

not so much the music (probably because of what Osasu said), but the guy definitely sounds Kenyan when he sings (also he sings about Nairobi and the car licence plates in the video are Kenyan)

ummmmm. It’s definitely Kenyan.

Reblogged from You have reached the office of Mr. E. Edward Grey

blackculture:

Michael B. Jordan for GQ magazine

Reblogged from curves, flaws &. all

beardedandblack:

*sweating*

I mean… I’d never leave my house if this lived with me.

sagittariusthoughts:

Lawd he FAHN!!!

ohmygawd

Reblogged from The Feel Of Free

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From Sachs to Kristof to Invisible Children to TED, the fastest growth industry in the US is the White Savior Industrial Complex.

The white savior supports brutal policies in the morning, founds charities in the afternoon, and receives awards in the evening.

The White Savior Industrial Complex is not about justice. It is about having a big emotional experience that validates privilege.

Feverish worry over that awful African warlord. But close to 1.5 million Iraqis died from an American war of choice. Worry about that.

— Teju Cole (via deantrippe)

Reblogged from word thug

Woman: Can I have birth control?
Government: No.
Woman: I got pregnant because I didn't have birth control and I don't want the fetus. Can I have an abortion?
Government: No.
Woman: I gave birth to my child but since I wasn't expecting it, I can't afford daycare. Can I have help paying for it?
Government: No.
Woman: Well, why can't I have birth control?
Government: Because. Sex isn't for recreation.
Woman: It can help regulate my period and benefit me in other ways.
Government: Too bad.
Man: For no reason other than for recreational sex, may I have birth control?
Government: Do you have a penis?
Man: YES, YES I DO!!
Government: WELL HOWDY, VALID CITIZEN. You can buy condoms by the dozens. Here, here's a pack of special condom for "His Pleasure." Oooh, these come in different colours and flavours. Here, try these. They have ribs on them. And this one glows in the dark!! LOL OMG DICK LIGHTSABER!!
Government: But seriously, you're a man. You can do what ever you want.
Woman: But-
Government: Shut up, you sinning, freeloading hussy.

Reblogged from keep moving forward

But…. But….

I don’t get it.

Why was the government of the United States sooooo bent against the Black Panthers?

This is not a facetious question, neither is it a joke of sorts… I just don’t get why they were (and still are, because there are people in exile over shit that went down in the 60s) against them.

Tags: black panthers black power

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