Its difficult to point out my best experience because I’m not sure if there are too many of those. But probably one experience that stands out was a camping trip we went to last year with a bunch of guys. I generally don’t like camping and at the time the people we were going with were fairly new to me. I guess I just didn’t know what to expect. We had to be split into teams because we were to play games against each other…some sort of “team building” activities and at the end we would have a winner. I actually had fun. I got to see people in their element, under pressure, tired, hungry, having sat under the sun for quite some time. But I didn’t crack, the whole time!! I was really proud of myself because I realised that I could actually be chilled under pressure. The food was great, the tents were ok…I think I want to do that again.
My last year of high school was my worst experience though. My goodness that was crazy!! I was in a boarding school in Nairobi which was really high pressure. Hahahahaha…sometimes I’m actually surprised that I made it out of high school alive, in one piece and sane. There was so much pressure from everywhere. From our teachers and school administration to get good grades at the end, university applications, trying to dodge the admin over the pettiest things. If I woke up late because I overslept that was a problem, if someone made the mistake of being found on the hallway in between class then you would get suspended… never mind that you were going to the bathroom because you had a running tummy. And the food!! My goodness the food was NEVER ENOUGH!! I remember being hungry, tired and homesick every single day that last year. To be honest I haven’t been back at my high school since I finished. On the bright side most of my friends and some of my teachers were really cool people.
I don’t really think there is anything particularly interesting about me. Maybe the fact that I have a photographic memory… and it can be quite vivid sometimes. I guess that’s why I really like to read. Because a lot of what I read stays in my head. I can always think back to a page in a book, I can see the exact statement I am thinking about and I know exactly where it was placed in a particular page. It’s like the words remain in my mind, and when I think about them they come alive again, like I am reliving the story itself or the moment when I read…whatever it is I am thinking about.
My biggest struggle right now is with my Identity. I can say that without batting an eyelid. I am still trying to figure out who I am, trying to love myself and to enjoy every moment of life as it comes. Sometimes we take life a bit too seriously, and I think I did that for most of my high school life. But then I thought, there should be more to university than just school. So for now, I am exploring the things I love, without feeling bad about pursuing them because life is meant to be lived. I can’t look back at university life and all the memories I have are of me studying…naaahhh that would suck big time! Lol.
I find myself being really passionate about music…music is just so beautiful! It’s like a whole other world in itself. Its diversity is so amazing and there is always something for everyone. I feel like I am myself…in fullness…without pretending or concealing anything, in that moment when it’s just me and a piece of really beautiful music. There is only so much I know about music…but it’s that one thing that keeps me happy all day, every day, any day.