Thursday, May 28, 2009

Go the Chiefs you good thing!!!!!

TGIFF!!!

Dear Diary.
Tomorrow is Tauilagi's pre-birthday at home., a chance for him to practice snuffing out the candles before the real partay in Samoa with the rest of the aiga basket.
My sister Lani, brother Simon and co, AUnty Aniva and co and maybe Maruja and co might come down. Tau's gramps are also driving from Wellingtown to spend time with Tau while his mama and Maeva's mama retrace their steps in the ol' htown haunts.
watch out cowville, two drunk fobs coming your way heheh.
Oka, I am also depressed thinking about the amount of work i have to do for uni. I have NOT started on the datd analysis for the focus groups, have NOT started on the case study and the Out in the Community project. I am so damn slack it's not funny.

Lastly, please pretty please, don't forget to sign onto http:signon.org.nz, a Greenpeace initiative to encourage more people to sign up towards the Climate change campaign. This is in the hope that NZ along with other countries sign an agreement to reduce emmissions by 40% by 2020.
So do our environment a favour and sign on.....

World Peace peoples, ..and hail to the Queen of England for the long weekend.
cheers Queen E, you rock!!!

Sunday, May 24, 2009

This post is not about me.
hmmm, strange....
...ahhh, nothing to talk about then, hehehe
No, on a serious note, this month is memorable for many reasons:
-41 prisoners escaped momentarily from Tafaigata and the High Commissioner finally put his illegally smuggled guns to good use., shooting the tyres of the bus to stop the prisoners.

-The Censorship office boss has banned the gay rights movie Milk, and now, Angels and Demons because it its an offense to ummm straight people and catholics or something along those lines.
I find it ironic that in public, same sex relations is condemned, but in many churches, in organisations, government, all aspects of Samoan society, faafafines play a huge role.
Our district have choirs with well known high sopranos that have a bit more 'base' and a bit more stuble than your average Sina, so whats the big deal???
Take Hazy (Hazle) for example.
Hazy is a faafafine from Savaii. Since the 1980s, Hazie has been a very flambouyant and colourful character in the pageantry and makeki scene. People know her/im as the cheerful, loud, your typical faafafine.
But at the end of the day, Hazie is a matai Samoa who has a great plantation and deeply involved with her village, attending fogo a makai, meetings etc.
Hazy used to visit us, arriving with a large basket of taro, or taamu or ufi, depending on what was in season from his plantation.
We would usually hear him come, not so different from the roar of an unexpectedly tsunami on a calm day.
First, you'll see the bleached hair, then the bling bling, the loud dress, the worn heels and the whore red lipstick.
And then in one hand a heavy basket of taro and the other, a dainty handbag from CCK.
Palagis (mainly men) used to stop and take pictures, until they got groped by Hazy and they quickly learn to move on.
Anyhow, he defies perception and label put on him.
He is comfortable in his own skin and makes his voice heard.
We should just ge over our prejudices and start being more open-minded.








Thursday, May 21, 2009

The Cheifs are through to the Finals


woooooohoooooo!!!!!!!

Friday, May 08, 2009

My Aiga Basket

It's Saturday night in the Bronx.
The Honda CRVs are slowing down to pick up their packages a few houses down and the occasional Police Fords cruise past with brown delinquents at the start of a life of crime. Bottles are strewn across the darkened alleyway, televisions are blaring volumes for rugby-mad Super 14 supporters with Bourbon & cola six packs. Cher bro. Cher cher. You munta. Sweet aye. Cool as bro. Bro. Bugga. Yeah mite. Pass the smokes Uncle Buck.
Its just another evening in Manurewa, choohooo!!!

My first focus group starts tomorrow afternoon, I have invited 25 participants, knowing that half will not turn up., 12-15 is the best crowd for me.
I have given the questionnaire to several people already to fill in, 35 questions which takes approximately 10 -15 minutes to complete.
Already, I have identified my first challenge/barrier: LANGUAGE.
The questionnaire is in English, however for the Focus Group, I am conducting this in Samoan and assisting the participants with the Questions.
The hope is that the participants can share about their choices regarding remitting to the islands.
Ironically, I went with my uncle Saua to the shops this morning and as I was walking out of the Money Transfer shop, I met a girl that was part of the Group that I took to Germany. She was a stunning samoan dancer and had a nice figure, now she is huge and almost unrecognisable behind the extra layers. We had a wee chat about what she was up to etc and she came to NZ after the Group returned from Europe. She won a place in the NZ Quota Programme and has been here since, she is married with a son. She tells me that her hubby doesnt want her to dance anymore and she's stopped working since baby was born. Even though her hubby was made redundant last week, she has to send money for her mom's contribution to the Mother's service in her village.
I sure hope they manage with all the pressures put on them.
That's right, my research is about remittances to Samouah.

ANyhow, our rugby team The Mighty Chieves taught the Hurricanes a lesson or two tonight. Ua make ai! I am being extra mean tonight because NO ONE we know has sided with the Chieves this week...the Manurewans especially have been brutal at the start, saying our victory would be shortlived...Isa laia!!! ...Hurricanes, please blow your gale force winds back down, its obstructing our victorious views hahaha.

Wow, Ive never had this long a time to blog freely....on a computer with a very cooperative keyboard and a lovely office swivel chair seat, where I am seating in an OSH-perfect focus-on-your-core position. I'm usually hunched over the laptop in a slouchy or lying down position while the News is on. Very unhealthy.

Speaking of unhealthy, I love coming here. Aunty Aniva makes panipopos with coconut cream. I LOVE panipopos. Every time to come to see my family, I gain weight and lose money. I love my family nevertheless.
Just some updates about whats happening in the world this week:
Job Losses in NZ.
Mcdonalds adding more shops.
Gunman dead in Napier.
Foa and Ioane did not fight over the PS2 this arvo.
Police Dog Fi is alive and well
Druggie is found in a dinghy in Samoa, destination unknown.
My pule is a bitch.
Barbara Dreaver is a cold and inconsiderate journalist who should be fired by TVNZ.
Nico came back from Tahiti this morning
Tau and Mex coming soon!!!
Lagipoiva is going to Oxford.
I lobbied for Greenpeace during stkhldr negotiations on Emmissions Trading Scheme.
And clashed with Agriculture, Forestry, SME's and Citizens. I hate being green.
Richard Kahui is hotness in Cantebury shorts.
Lani is coming over for a course.
I bought MM a pair of green apple shoes from the children's shop for $5
Bainimarama is still the fijian dictator.
My cousin Liki is still a drunk.
The American President is African-American.
My aunty Aniva makes the best pagipopos.
SpongeBob Square Pants!!!
See the resemblance? Spongebob panipopo ...yes, we were bored....
"This Spongebob has three legs!!"

Friday, May 01, 2009

Ua e vevegi lava!

Today is probably the coldest day since the start of 2009.
I raided my wardrobe and realised my jeans were all from last year and have also shrunk in the wash. So I left MM with Frenchy and went to the Base for some ME shopping. Because I only had a V drink and a mince pie for lunch, I drove through the golden arches and grabbed a cheeseburger combo for the ride. I'm not kidding when i say "drove through". They were so efficient that the process took only 2 minutes...theres fast processed food for ya!
They are generally hopeless and slloooowww on a good day.
Anyhow, back to me.
"ME" time is like manna from heaven these days.
When it does come round, I don't know myself.
So off I went to General Issue - tried on the skinnies, nope. Hardly flattening.
Next, Just Jeans - super skinnies - nope, tight around the upper thighs region.
Mmmmm,
"Maybe you should try a size up" pipes the size 0 emaciated skank at the dressing room.
so I stopped.
And stepped back into the dressing room, and did the unthinkable,
I looked at my reflection and looked for a painful 30 seconds.
Yes - face the bridget jones music.
My ass is expanding.