Random Thoughts of a Girl in Nairobi

Do our mistakes define us or do we define our mistakes??? I’ve just read a story about a girl called Amanda Todd(google pap!!)  who was bullied because of something she did when she was 12 years old. In a nutshell, she indecently exposed herself on the internet and a picture of her while exposed was sent to her family, friends and school-mates. She tried to move on but the bullying got so bad that she eventually committed suicide. You can read her story here . But my question remains. Is it that when you mess-up in some way, that becomes your permanent label in life? Do you become ‘that’ girl or guy that did ABC?? Or do you simply acknowledge your short-comings, learn from them and then avoid them like the plague.    On one hand it’s so easy to fall into a cycle of self-loathing and retribution over something you did wrong. Constantly blaming yourself and spending sleepless nights thinking about things that you cannot possibly change!! And for what?? You just waste ...

    This is something I’ve been thinking about for a while now (Actually since this past Friday He he!). See how in the movies when a scene get’s messed up the Director yells for the actors to do another take of the scene just so they can get it right. I figure that it’s kind of the same way with life. Our lives are the movies we are making, we are the directors and redoing a scene is an attempt to correct a mistake that has been done. Sometimes our errors in judgement, or those of the people around us, seem so big that we just want to shoot somebody! And all the while you are thinking, ‘Heck no! I’d never do that’. But life isn’t a clothing store. See in a clothing store you are likely to find some article of clothing that anyone can fit in (one size fits all). But that’s not how things really go down. The same situation is always handled differently by different people. Sometimes for the better, but sometimes for the worse. So this makes me believe that life is like a sh...