Thesis

Well. It’s been a while since I last wrote on my blog. Hah!
I’m not sure anyone’s even reading right now. *Taps mic to check if it’s working*
If I were speaking in a room right now, my three friends would probably be the only ones at the front cheering me on. Hi friends!
Hopefully two or three people will waltz in as I continue speaking. Yes, I have a very animated mind ๐Ÿ˜€

I’ve been on a writing slump for a while now. I felt likeย I wasn’t doing anything meaningful on here. I’m still collectingย coins and some notes in my thermos cup (don’t ask), saving up for a good camera. Still have a long way of saving to go before I can afford it! I didn’t want to share much anymore because I felt it wasn’t good enough.ย I’d planned for my next post to be AMAZING, with great photos taken on my new flashy shiny camera, aah I can’t wait to open the box and get that whiff of newness, you know?
Then I thought, it is my blog after all. I may not be the best writer, or photographer out there. But I had a vision when I started the blog. Things have changed since, but this is something I want to do. And I will make it work.
I’ve decided to have a new category for ‘Academics’ on my blog.

I’m not sure if people know this about me but I’m studying Architecture at The University of Nairobi. I’m currently in my final year and this year I will be examined in two categories: thesis writing and the final project. For my five readers (two people walked in as I was writing), my thesis will be a study of homeless people, specifically within the Nairobi context.
I have memories from a very young age of chokorasย (slang for street children). They are all sad memories of depraved children my age sniffing glue and begging for food, even a shilling. The harshest memory I have is of one street teenager being burnt for stealing. They put a tire around him, spilt kerosene on him and set him on fire. *shivers*
My apologies for this morbid piece of information. But I will not shy away from these issues,ย it is after all an academic thesis and the goal is to educate people and create awareness.

My thesis will tackle several aspects of homelessness but concentrate on the street families; who are they? What problems do they face? And what can I do, as an architect, to help better their living conditions?
My intention is to post something new at least every week. They may be photos, or just facts I gather along the way as I write.

Oh, one more thing! My lovely friend Dida (who went on a rant about how I’m not consistent on my blog) agreed to help me fix up my site next week. We’ll create a logo and get a theme that is more ‘me’, give this blog the much needed facelift it needs. Thanks boo ๐Ÿ™‚

I hope you will enjoy this journey with me, cheers! ๐Ÿ™‚
XX

2015

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20 days into 2015 and so far, so good. It’s not like I was expecting my whole world to change in a night, no I’m realistic. I take one day at a time, baby steps. But I have goals that I wrote down at the end of 2014, and I write affirmations to myself everyday in my journal. Fatma, you are beautiful and smart. Change your mindset and stay positive, only good things will come out of it, inspirational quotes. That kind of thing. image I woke up in the morning healthy, in my comfortable bed and knowing I can have breakfast. Do you realise the number of blessings you have in your life?

While I was in Mombasa for the December holidays, my little brother and I went bike riding at The Bamburi Nature Trail. It was so much fun, and after that my legs went numb and I kinda just wanted to sleep on the ground till evening, if my tummy wasn’t calling ๐Ÿ˜€ Not too far from the Nature Trail is Nakumatt Nyali and this Naivas mall that had a Java Coffee Shop in it so we headed straight there, a bit ironic coming from all that exercising ๐Ÿ˜€ My hijab was drenched in sweat, the whole time I was paranoid about running into someone I know and having to say hello and hug, kiss kiss kiss, you know.. The Swahili way.

Anyway, Nas (baby brother) ordered the English fish and chips and some juice, I ordered some milkshake and a nice big burger ๐Ÿ™‚ And when we were done stuffing our faces, we went to the stage and got a matatu to town where I overheard the most interesting conversation of the year.

The matatu driver had his left hand on the steering wheel and the right supporting his head on the wheel as he waited for the matatu to fill up. The tout is busy yelling out, ‘Posta Posta Posta’, while pointing his index finger to the sky (because town is up). Finally, two people get in and we head on to the sky. The tout asks in Swahili ‘What are you thinking about? Don’t worry we’ll recover it’. From the flow of the conversation, I could tell they had just been forced to bribe a police officer on the road and they had nothing on them. The driver goes on talking about how it’s a sticky situation, but it’s okay. He’ll stay up till 2 and replace the money. But there’s another problem, he hasn’t eaten since yesterday (it’s 3 PM by the way) and he got laid last night so he’s famished. Yes, he said that on public transport ๐Ÿ˜€

What am I trying to say? Several things.

1. We should respect everyone around us, you never know what they are struggling with in life. Just be nice. You don’t have to go hugging everyone but just be nice, courteous.
2. Be grateful for what you have. Have a positive mindset. You have more than you think you have and you need to be grateful for.
3. It is important to have goals and to accomplish them. This driver had to replace the money lost before the end of the night, can you think of how many trips to and from town those would be? Set goals. And push yourself to achieve them.
*4. Don’t watch series. Yes I said it. I’m stuck watching Homeland Season 3 and I just want to finish it and move on with my life! I kid. But seriously though, is anyone here like me? Once you discover a great new series your life just stops until you see the end? That’s why I prefer movies, an hour and a half and it’s done. image The point of this post is one thing. This year, you have a clean slate. A blank canvas. Whatever metaphor you’d like a to use, you have endless possibilities this year. It’s something to be grateful for ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ll have a second fresh start at the beginning of the Islamic year, but hey, I’d like to get myself in check sooner ๐Ÿ˜€
The year starts and you have all this energy and positive thoughts but its all dwindles off in the middle, you can’t let that happen ๐Ÿ™‚
Ever heard of Lou Holtz? He’s an American football coach, and at age 20 he wrote down 107 dreams, 102 of which came true. They included having dinner at The White House, meeting the Pope and landing a plane.
His tips on goal setting?

1) Decide what you want to achieve and the date.

2) What talents you must acquire to do this.

3) Who do you have to work with to achieve this.

4) What problems must you overcome to achieve this.

5) Have a plan.

6) Share with others why they will benefit.

Summary? Dream big, and make it happen.
For the first time in my short life, I wrote down my dreams and goals. Then I shared them with someone I trust and love, and we intend to remind each other of our goals and stay focused. I promise to myself they will come into fruition.
This year will be a great year, I put it out to the universe and it will come back to me.
Have a beautiful day!
Love, Fatma x x

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All photos taken on my Google Nexus 5 phone.

Pointless, somewhat bad writing, optimism and Instagram

Sometimes we get a little down because we’re upset or we upset somebody we care about. I am FAR from perfection, God knows. Depending on my mood,ย I either care too much about what others think of me or don’t care at all. I’m very clumsy, but a clean freak at the same time (you can imagine the chaos). I care too much, over think things and worry a lot, it’s not healthy and I bet it’s so annoying to my closest friends. Hey friends!

For example, back in 2008 when I was in high school, I participated in a play (bad idea) and forgot my lines and basically made a fool of myself on stage. I held the mic from my stomach people, no one could hear me and I just looked like a mute retard with bad dance moves (because I use my hands a lot, I’m very expressive). My best friend heard me fret over this for the rest of that school year, and it took me two years to get over it and get to the point where I can laugh about it (but secretly hope people can’t remember).

Anyway, this post is a little pointless. I just felt like babbling on the internet.
It seems incoherent and I keep throwing in all sorts of ideas. Confusion. Well, that kind of sums me up.
What I’m trying to say is, we were all created differently. Having people who love and appreciate me in my life made me realise that I am perfect with all my imperfections. I can be as quirky as I want to be, at least I’m real about who I really am right?
(It’s no excuse, however, to be rude or obscene in the name of being yourself. We all have to be ladies, ladies and gentlemen. But I appreciate anyone who can be themselves around me and the rest of the world).

Going in line with the randomness of this post, it’s not as pointless as I think it is. Someone very special to me is celebrating a birthday next week.
If you’re reading this, know that you are loved and I wish you nothing but good things in this life and the hereafter โค
I bet I’m the first to wish you a happy birthday, a week ahead.

I turned 24 about a week ago (a week ago) and to be honest, I don’t feel like I have it together yet. I woke up that morning expecting to feel like I can conquer the world, or that I can fly and get one million Kenya shillings in the bank with a click of the mouse. Nope. Still the same ol’ confused girl with nothing but good intentions.

I have come to accept who I am, and that for some progress comes slowly for some and that I fit in this category. I push myself to be a better person, and make sure I go to bed feeling like I have accomplished something meaningful at the end of the day (however small the progress is).

I am very optimistic despite my slow progress, I know I am capable of so much. I’m optimistic about life, and even if I make mistakes from time to time, I learn and grow from them. I believe in my greatness and surround myself with people who inspire me. And I TRY.
I am thankful to Allah for all the wonderful people and things He has bestowed upon me.

I’ll end this post by sharing a few of my Instagram pictures. It is, by far, my favourite phone app and I am addicted! Recently, I think of different scenes in my daily life as pictures and snap whatever catches my eye and edit on VSCO.
You can follow me on Instagram (fatma_bint_sultan) to see more ๐Ÿ™‚

Last thing, I’d like to thank all those who see potential in my blog! The feedback had been so positive that my morale has grown and I’m actually excited to write and post more! Thank you all, even if I’m sure you’re all my Facebook friends.ย Wishing you all a wonderful week ahead, positive vibes only ๐Ÿ™‚

Lots of love,
Fatma x x

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