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2009-08-11T16:17:00.000-07:00

After blogging for at least two years, i think and 52 posts i believe its time for change....
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Korosho, maji na soda!

2009-08-11T14:24:00.000-07:00

Disclaimer: Written during intake of vodoski, grammatical errors shall not be held against me. Likely to go around in circles saying nothing in particular.

I had never traveled to coast by bus before and it was an experience i wanted to have (just one of those things). The few previous times i had been down to the coast were by matatu or by a personal car which were damn uncomfy but fun all the same if coupled by some alcohol.This time though it was at night and in a bus with some other three good friends, barely 2 months after my last fully intoxicated stay at the coast(see previous post).
Madd planning had to go into this trip, like i had to make sure my Ipod was fully charged for the trip, check! Had to take a nice long meal before getting on the bus, check! Had to go pee pee and make sure bowel movement wouldnt come at the wrong time on the ride down. Kinda felt like Sheldon in Big bang theory a nerdy TV series!
Did i like the bus ride down? Hell no! I couldnt sleep. the bus was damn noisy! Mind you it was a new bus a KBE in fact with reclining chairs and a futuristic design that looked like Flintstones car (the irony!). Air con that really dint work and reading lights that dint really light, and thus i was left to my own thoughts which is not a good thing at all! Cause i end up building nice scenarios where im cruising down the highway in my new Range Rover vouge, which will not happen as soon as i would like it to :-). Plus i couldnt consume any alcohol, company regulations plus where would i dispose of the waste?

Ok im ranting *looking at the level of bottle of vodoski*

Where was I, oh yes, soon and very soon we were halfway there, Mtito a ndei! Around 2 am and the place was a bee hive of activity, there were so many busses there, twould have put Total Motor show to shame! Traders selling everything from Maasai shukas to mishkakis! Awesome i tell you Kenyans are awesome. It was at voi on the way back that i was pulled back from slumber land where i had momentarily gained admittance with ,the for lack of a better word, a loud croaking voice "Korosho, maji na soda"! I was abiut to hurl an empty bottle of soda at the intruder who turned out to be a guy hawking Cashew nuts (korosho) which sounded to me at first like an insult, forgive me i was tired, sleepy and grumpy having just broken up with my girlfriend, who happened to be sitting right next to me!
All the same i was intrigued at what it was they were making a big fuss about so i stopped one of them to find out what exactly Korosho was, turned out to be the tastiest cashew nuts ive ever eaten!

AOB
In light of recent ocuurences im feeling in the mood of change maybe some new loook blog template or something or a fresh start, im yet to decide, ill weigh my options...

Come back?

2009-07-27T06:13:00.000-07:00

Its been ages since i blogged, i donno what happened. Maybe its cause of twitter, maybe its cuz i lacked time to type up posts or i just ran out of things to say...at least on the blog i did.

I met up with some friends a while back, and could not help but realise just how different we are, questions started poping up, am i the one whos changed or have they? And most importantly what the hell do we have in common anymore other than the shared past?

Other Business
Sibbie i semi promise this is the last post about alcohol!
About two months ago, my freinds and i rented a matatu and headed out to the coast for a long weekedn we had planned fro months before hand. As in ages, of saving and scrapping enough coins (at least on my part) to pay for a crazy 96hrs of coast awsomness! Dday arrives and wer all packed into the loud matatu vibrations from the woofer loud enough to be heard a kilometer down the road. Inside every available space is occupied by some luggage or some form of alocohol. We had just two crates of beer and what must have been 4 cartons of Vodka, Brandy and Sambuka and 10 litres of some spiked punch. Clearly this was shaping up to be one of the best ever trips.

On our way down to the coast, i dozed off having raved all of the previous night and woke up to have been plaited matutas (no idea what that is in English, translate please). Point is i woke up looking like Medusa. Now i love my 'fro and under normal circumstances NO ONE touches my 'fro, but we were on our way to the coast so wat the hell yeah? :-) An hour into the trip and we had already finished a whole two crates of beer and starting on the 'makalis' (bitter ones) :-)
By the end of the weekend i was literally shaking at home, going through withdrawal symptoms, it was so bad i honestly thought i had gotten malaria, all worth it though!

I shall not expose much of what happened at the coast as it would be self incriminating, but lets just say i had the maddest fun i have ever had! Drinking games where we took neat vodka from the bottle, on the beach, by the pool, on our way to malindi....

Speaking of beach, i am sooo damn unfit! I played beach soccer for like half an hour and i was totally out! As in dead! Half year resolution.....get in shape!

There goes my last post about alcohol :-(

The MIT experience......

2009-07-20T10:52:00.000-07:00

Ive been attending a training at Strathmore University organized and run by MIT students under a program called Africa Information Technology Initiative(AITI) for the past six weeks. In the six weeks ive learned alot of Java, and J2me and using that ill go ahead and do some Android. I must say that these past six weeks have been the craziest, most wonderful of my 3 years or so of coding. There was something very wrong with Kenyan way of teaching or i just was not keen enough then. Michael Gordon, the president of AITI, lectured so well that if you dint get a point then you must have been dozing, cause clearly you have no other reason! The personal attention Zach, Michelle, Julian and Cory gave to everyone was incredible and much thanks to you, if you happen to come across this blog. :-). It may sound cliche, but the last month and a half has been a life altering experience.

Time flies when you having fun and indeed, the past six weeks have whizzed by.

Wats new.

2009-06-14T15:50:00.001-07:00

Ive been meaning to write a post but have been so busy juggling school and starting a new business,www.rollingbox.co.ke or if you want to follow in twitter @rollingboxltd, really aint easy! If anyone is willing to help me design a website, most thanks! Hala!
Im doing a java programming course at strathmore, actually its an AITI-MIT Mobile java training hosted at strathmore, very interesting indeed! Just very damn exhausting! Will be back to blogging soon will have lots to catch up on....toodles!

Wats new.

2009-06-14T15:50:00.000-07:00

Honest scrap awards

2009-05-08T12:59:00.001-07:00

The honest scrap award, bestowed upon me by Ourkid joyunspeakable and Sibbie the newbie to my blog, welcome lots. Sorry to disappoint you guys but mez just as simple and straight forward as they come, plain old Ngare!

Where to start where to start?

1. I smile alot, even blush sometimes, i try to deny this and hide it but it never works! I blame it on some girls who claim i have a sweet smile which makes me, yes you guessed it smile even more! Though smiling i may be thinking damn you boring or go away, i dont have much of a temper.

2. On my worst of days im extremely sarcastic, extremely! To a point where my female cousin retorted after an onslaught of sarcastic comments "You can drive someone to go to K-street and become a prostitute". Well in my defense i was preparing her to face the cruel cruel world out there :-) I call it dark Humor.

3. Alcohol? Why thank you!! My daddy told me, if someone insults you by offering you a drink, swallow the insult! I drink a bit but have it under control, nothing as bad as bad as becoming an alcoholic! Or you know addicted to anything really.

4. I love music, really do. But soft soft music mushy mellow and slow that does it for me, so basically no noisy stuff like crunk et al. well maybe when im tipsy. Due to my 'unusual' taste i never go and try control the music when we are many pals together :-)

5.I put waaay too much sugar in tea and waay to much salt in food and i like it! If you tell me about dying, my response why live a life you don't enjoy living?

6. Im argumentative, i love arguing about anything and everything as long as whoever im arguing with doesn't take it personally im good to go! Even with the least of facts, how convincing i am on the other hand is debatable....anyone?

7. Some girls ive realized assume that i am a player, how they come to that conclusion i have no idea and if it were possible i would sue their asses for libel cuz im sure they texted that around. Am i a player? Short answer...NO!!!

8. Im a hopeless romantic, romantic movies, songs scenarios always floating around in my mind.

9. I believe im approachable and friendly considering no. 1 above, so i have many many many acquaintances but very very few friends who i can positively count on and they can count on me as well as taking a bullet for!

10. Sex....considering my father may be reading this id like to invoke my 5th amendment right to remain silent as anything i say shall and will be used in the court that is my father! :-)

You see plain and simple!
Now to tag some people....cutting grass, Maua, Antipop, Miano, Tandra, Candybox, Neema Divine. Kazi kwenyu!

Rules:
1.You must brag about the award

2.You must include the name of the blogger who bestowed the award on you and link back to the blogger

3.You must choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design.
4.Show their names and links and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog.
5.List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on with the instructions!

Last weekend

2009-04-14T03:42:00.000-07:00

I am the best procrastinator, ever! Its surprising how ive been able to make it this far in my career as a student, why lie! In a week long of study leave ive read more bill boards, tweets, beer labels, posters and status updates than I have read my class notes. That would be because I dont have that many class notes but then again whos asking?
So now before I go back to reading in an hour or so (see wat I mean!?), I had the craziest weekend!
Not crazy in the traditional sense that I enjoyed every last bit of it but crazy on a whole new level not apparent before to me. For starters went for a rugby tournament almost 6hours late to find the last game for the day about to start. And the worst part was that there was only Heineken on offer, I dont drink that shit, plus twas warm!!! Uuurgh! Oh well I had to drink something dint I!? So I took two cans which were bloody expensive! Anyway, the only thing I like about rugby is the tackles I had rudimentary knowledge on the rules and my many nagging questions jazz my pal, but who cares! Kuuliza si ujinga.
So night falls and all my pals are either mteja (unavailable), home ground, or upcountry. Oh yeah twas Easter....
First plan was to get some alcohol and slowly consume it in the parking lot of Nakumatt Ukay while listening to some sounds in the car....alone. Unfortunately ukay was packed to the brim, so change of plan, checked in to Velvet which was as empty as our politicians cranium. This was turning to a bad night at only 10pm and was considering going home at this point....i should have!
Some of my pals were along Kiambu road at a 'local'. I was hesitant at first about going all the way but I decided aint no way im going home tonight! Fifteen minutes later I was seated outside a lil bar with some noisy crazy friends shoving shot after shot down my throat of the various poisons on the table, soon i was shoving them down myself!
Needless to say, soon there was a total black out!
Ended up waking up in the K1 parking lot 5 hours later shaking like a leaf from the cold. Cursing under my breath cuz I had wasted the night and also missed to ogle at the School girl like clad waitresses in Pitch and butch(bestest joint ever!!) :-)
It is on my drive home that I came to the clear and distinct conclusion that alcohol is bad!
Well that was until the following evening after the wearing off of the hangover and adjusted my hypothesis to: Alcohol is bad! Except Tusker....:-)

Ok back to reading! Uuurgh!

Be right back!

2009-04-01T13:54:00.000-07:00

Due to unavoidable circumstances, the quick succession of posts has come to a sudden and screeching halt. I blame school for that!
Starting to do exams soon, the part about school i really hate! To pass this semester without a re-seat will need nothing short of a miracle, so fingers crossed!
Be right back :-)

Rewind!

2009-03-08T17:39:00.000-07:00

I was sitting back the other day thinking of what I have gone through my short life, reminiscing on the good days and wondering what lay ahead. Out of the small number of relationships Ive had the pleasure of having, one stands out,a head above the rest. Reason being the intensity, the duration or the timing I will never quite understand....
Fresh out of high school, ready to see the world, I emerged. Only to find myself in an institution that was quite similar to high school only difference being that they didn't have a bell to signify the end of lectures! None the less I was happy to be in a different environment and to learn new things and meet new people. And new people I did meet. My eyes for obvious reasons rested on this light soft spoken girl who seemed to keep to herself and yet speak to everyone. Needless to say I was fascinated. This girl captured my imagination without uttering a word, either she was extremely gorgeous or I really lacked imagination, I can put money on the former.
I believe I wasn't very discrete in my gawking and ogling and she must have noticed my obvious interest as we soon started talking and became inseparable in more ways than one, i would think. As hard as it is to drown the light from the sun so was it to hide the fondness we had for each other, so sweet is love discovered and love returned. I woke up with a wonderful feeling knowing I was going to see her as soon as I stepped into class, and as sure as the world is round, she made my day. It was as though she knew what I was thinking when she looked into my eyes, she could always tell my bluffs which made it arguing with her impossible. Combined with her intelligence and will, I was no match, and yet I often won for she let me win like a mule following a carrot on a stick further on she led me and deeper still I followed, head over heels I fell. Her simplicity intrigued me, her intelligence amazed me and her don't care attitude inspired me. I was brought alive whenever I was with her, the time we spent unforgettable the feelings I felt unfathomable.
As the old adage goes, every good thing comes to an end, my castles in the air came crashing down. The inviting smiles turned to blank stares and my phone went deathly silent. A stark difference as clear as a sunny day is from a rainy night came to the fore and I knew it was over. It was good while it lasted, it was great. Weeks, months even years on, I still collect shattered pieces of a heart once whole and full of love with the firm belief that soon, very soon it shall be whole again to achieve a love even greater and hopefully more lasting than before. Such is the state of the world, you have to keep moving on forth....

Unedited, uncut, straight from the heart.

Questions, just questions.........

2009-02-09T13:07:00.000-08:00

Damn! As I sit here im trying to write an article for the school mag and im beginning to think that its hopeless considering the ammount of time I have before this shit goes to print! Oh and yeah I cant write anything I wanna write cuz its, well an article for a Catholic run magazine university, yup! That sucks! Good thing im not planing to be a journalist cause that would definitely flop! Man Tony, good work!

So I decided to take a break and blog a lil bit and hopefully that will make the creative juices start flowing!

The other day I found myself doing quite a bit of thinking and I just thought of the few girls ive had the pleasure and opportunity to date and the trials and tribulationts my short life has laid me bare to experience, and come to the conclusion that a girl is not likely to hurt me as ive been hurt before as long as im not married yet. This, in my opinion, is a curse as well as a blessing. Think about it, whatever a girl may do, my feelings would still be intact and thus would be able to move on with little to none heartbreak and pain, on the other hand a girl who i would be referring to as dating would not be as close as she ought to be in life since I would be afraid of getting hurt. So bringing me back to the question, is it better to lay your heart bare, and fully trust and lay your everything on the one you 'love' and hope that she/he will not rip your trust into shreds? Or build a fort around you and hope someone hangs around long enough for you to let your guard down?

AOB
We have a cute and lovely dog (snoopy) at home, shes all fluffy and hairy and only sheen high, who belongs to my kid brother. The kind of joy and excitement that she greets you with when you come home in the evening is overwhelming! No matter what you did to her the previous day, be it you refused to give her your piece of chicken or you had to send her out to the kennels in the evening she will still jump all over you like she has amnesia despite her extreme intelligence. She gives one such a rousing welcome that one feels loved and welcome back home after a tiring day out there in the cruel cruel world. What am I rambling on about? Why cant chicks be so welcoming? Not nagging with all the questions and all? Not saying you act like a dog but you get my drift dont you?

Let the barrage of insults begin............

Rapid Response!!

2009-01-30T04:27:00.000-08:00

I must say Nairobians and Kenyans in general never cease to amaze me, never mind the brainless politician, the mum president, wreckless drivers and daring thieves but the common mwananchi!
A few weeks ago i was walking down Kenyatta avenue from the ICEA building when i came across a large grouping of hardworking Kenyans staring at the cfc stanbic bank. My alert level was raised when i noticed a few blue boys ready and armed to exchange fire walking around the bank. Obviously there was something wrong and my first instinct was to cross the road and get the hell out of there! Apparently i was the only one thinking that because bright and busy kenyans were looking at the building like it would soon break in dance! I approached one of the onlookers and inquired what was going on, he replied "Nadhania kuna wezi hapo ndani, ebu ngoja tuone"(I think there are robbers in there, lets wait and see). Now again i say i may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but i must say i could find at least one thing wrong with that statement! Why would you want to be near a shoot out!!? Later i read in the newspaper that it was a bomb scare, which in actual fact isnt any better.
Which brings me to the Nakumatt fire. For all of you who dont already know, Nakumatt downtown was raised to the ground!(English!??! Raised to the ground!) In a mysterious fire that gutted the whole building and was still burning 24 hours after the fire started on Wednesday. The fire fighters who are around five minutes away from the building arrived 15 minutes later fully equiped with their 2 out of 5 working fire trucks. "Trucks gives one the illusion thats its those huge fire trucks with ladders and super huge tanks of maji like the one we see in movies but noooooooooo! In Nairobi we have one rickety one im sure from the 1970s and another new land cruiser modified to be a 'fire truck'. Racing down to the rescue! I must say its quite a shame for a huge city like ours would have only two working fire trucks.
And ofcourse as you guessed it, the rescue efforts were hampered by the huge crowd that showed up to view the fire, for them i have no comment considering there were gas cylinders in the building that were exploding every so often.
For the people who died in the inferno, Rest In Peace, for the injured quick recovery and for the bereaved stay strong.

Today!

2009-01-16T04:14:00.000-08:00

Alarm rings! Damn, have a 9 o'clock class, its 7am. Head pounding from last nights beer on an empty stomach, never doing that again! One more minute i tell myself and lay back and off to dreamland i go!
Beep beep! An SMS comes in and im startled to consciousness, its 7:45am. Damn!
By 8:15am im through getting ready and at the dinner table perusing an outdated newspaper while munching on my breakfast, Ugali and nyama from jana (angelic music playing here). Damn head is still pounding, have to rehydrate! After drinking like a liter of water, i get my bag and im off to the stage!
I knew Nairobi weather was shifty but waaat! The sun was bright and warm when leaving the house, and it was dry, hell my shoes were dusty as soon as i got out of the gate but 10 minutes later it was drizzling!
Damn im late, so i catch the next jav however rickety and old it is!
9:10am im racing down up the dusty road, i hope the lecturer aint a nut case!
I check into class and lucky me hes just arrived too! I get to a comp and straight to the browser, crap, theyve blocked the internet! Which person in his/her right mind deprives people from getting their fix of Facebook for the day!! what makes my head pound even more is this Obama wanna be lecturer babbling on about just how hard the unit is and we should be very serious! Yeah! Sure.....turn the net back on damn it!!
After 2 hours of pure boredom,im off in search for some hot tea, a female to hold on to would be preferable but well....if wishes were horses id be a mighty good jockey.
The usual bandaz were flattened so we have to make do with tents by the road side on a rainy day and guess what i dont have a sweater, oh bright one huh?
Have to hours to burn till the next class, but unfortunately cant partake in our favorite pass time with my cronies which is to sit along a busy pathway and ogle at girls! :-)
So off to the recreation area where we play some pool and i get down to business and kick some serious ass at chess...
Time flies when you having fun, and soon im back to class with another grammatically, semantically and syntactically incorrect lecturer, luckily thers Facebook and Blogger and thus my predicament....to listen or not to listen!
Stay tuned for a riveting, pulsating, edge of your seat stuff in the next TODAY then....
Lol what a boring and dull day!

Why i hate matatus!

2008-12-24T02:09:00.000-08:00

The festive season is upon us and with it comes alot of travelling here and there, and meeting friends and stuff. Now for the common mwananchi like you(no not you, the other you, yeah you!) and i are forced to take public transport in the form of matatus(big taxis) and buses. Im more of the optimistic type so i view stuff from the positive angle.....sometimes. I look at a matatu as my personal car which has a my very own personal driver and im just gracious enough let some other 13 guys come along with my in the car, some of the 13 other guys i feel like chuking them out pronto!
Once you enter the mat you secure a seat right in the middle of the mat(matatu) in the second last row. Once seated you turn to your right where an awful stench is eminating only to find a guy well dressed in a suit but may have only viewed a toothbrush in a photo in an advert and is quite yet to figure out how or where its used!
Im an attempt to get some fresh air you turn your right to find a 20 something year old guy right on the verge of blacking out on some cheap liquor and finds that particular moment an 'Idols' moment and belts out 'in tune' with the annoyingly screechy music being belted out by the tiny tweeters. Oh and just to make sure if you didnt know, he turns around to tell you just how much hes feeling that song.
The only place left to look is up or infront, but thers a problem. Infront of you is a normal looking guy with a not so normal body oduor. I must insist that parfum and or deo is a basic necessity almost comparable to food and shelter. The city council made smoking illegal on the basis that its harmful to other guys too, they should do the same about guys who find it hard to splash some water on themselves once in a while and hose them down in the middle of the street!
The concotion of smells is made worse by these ladies in the back seat who saw fit to drench themselves in the cheapest stinging parfum that exists in the market! I have nothing against using cheap stuff, i use cheap stuff, but dont make it that obvious, you feel me!?
There is a little known fact that mobile phone micropones are infact extremely powerful and that you can increase the volume in the speaker of your phone! Most people have no idea about that and that explains the shouting when one recieves a call! Add into the mix a miraa chewing conductor who keeps on sipping from an opaque bottle whose contents may very well be used to clean the loo, and you get a typical ride in a matatu and a trully Kenyan experience.

It can get worse though, travelling upcountry with a whole family of 7 perched on the two seats next to you or sitting next to a true african lady who spreads to twice her diameter once she sitts down and guys who refuse to open any of the windows!

Really? I mean.....seriously!!??

2008-12-14T04:45:00.000-08:00

After two and a half weeks of scratching and guessing, i finally managed to fill up those answer sheets the University ever so graciously placed in our presence to try and gauge their inability to infuse any useful knowledge into our systems. Id have a better use for the white sheets of paper in a latrine at home, but all the same i hope i appease the markers and am awarded some grade worthy of my ingenious freestyle ability! :-)
The joy of my conquering my exams is extinguished just about as fast as it takes to finish a jug of keg a.k.a keeego (in my cousins case just but a few minutes) as the fully incompetent nincompops we elected into the August house try and muzzle the media like a rabid dog! ts extremely sad that the legislators of the day see it fit to impose colonial like rule on the free media presumabliy because they brought into the limelight the whoe issue of our UNhonourable members non payment of tax on their allowances which forms the bulk of what they take home! Its the audacity of the speaker to suggest that its charitable for MPs to pay tax and as such any MP who feels toutched should see the tax man! {paraphrased}.

Dear Mr Speaker,
While you sit your pompous ass in that so very comfortable leather seat, people working more that 40 hour weeks toil and work to the bone to make ends meet as you act as a class monitor to unrully selfish mind numbingly dum pack of overfed and over payed sleeping gluttons. And to make matters worse, you work a whole of 20 hours a week! Dear sir we as the Kenyan public get taxed to help see our country develop so as to ensure a happy and prosperous nation to future generations, that is not charity that is a sense of nationalisim and patriotism you seem to lack among many other common features of a normal man. If we pay taxes why oh why shouldnt you!?
Yours sincerly,
Concerned Citizen.

Mps

There has been talk and i guess some action thet the ECK be disbanded and a whole new commissioin be formed or something of the sort. Now my question is this, if the ECK made a mess of things, doesnt that mean that the MPs are infact in office illegaliy too? If the ECK is to be removed then it in turn means all the MPs should be sent home as well.
Now again, the ECK is being blamed on the violence that occured close to a year ago now, question, did you see any of the commissioners arrange stones on the Nakuru- Naivasha highway? Is it a commission official who struck the match to set the church in Eldoret on fire?
I know that to be guilty does not necessarily have to imply that you did the actual deed, but lets reason together, who has more to gain and is thus more likely to cause chaos? The guy seeking to be elected to parliament or the electoral official?
Get me right, i am not saying that the ECK is as clean as can be, im saying the ECK must be cleaner than the crop of @#$%^*& idiots that make parliament chambers a sleeping area!

Jamuhuri Day
Jamuhuri day which was this past friday was a mess to say the least! Scores of activists peacefully protesting the non payment of tax by MPs buy wearing a t-shirt were all rounded up and shaked up in Lang'ata Police station........Offence: wearing a t-shirt!!!

Its amazing just how people in power percieve and treat the people who put them there, in Kenya!

Recently in Thailand i read in the paper that a whole sitting president was up and removed from office by the courts, didnt get the full story, but i rili cant imagine that happening in Kenya!

Just a few minutes ago i passed by Uhuru Park, and guess what! The park was cordoned off by GSU personnel (fondly refered to as leta fujo unone) because of what i presumed was the fear that people would protest over the Media Bill and as well as MPs refusing to pay tax.

I would take to the streets to peacefull protest against all these injustices, i wonder how may other people out there would, cause if we dont.........who will?

Bureaucracy and Idiots....na bado!

2008-11-24T22:47:00.000-08:00

When one says the word Bureaucracy, the mind immediately jumps to the Kenya Governments offices....well at least mine does! I thought thats the only place you could be treated like trash even though you pay taxes through your nose even when you are waist deep in debt. Well i think i have a winner here....The Catholic University(CUEA) Accounts office. Now one would think that CUEA, being a private university, that things would go rather smoothly since besides paying an arm and a leg for what i regard as substandard education it is not in anyway affiliated with the government or any arm whatsoever....you would be wrong!
The crudeness and uncultured behavious of the people working at the accounts office is only comparable to the uncultured behaviour of matatus at peak hours in downtown nairobi and im afraid that the accounts guys would put the mirra chewing, sap sipping, saliva spitters, snuff sniffing scum of Luthuli Avenue and the likes, to shame!
Im afraid out literacy levels are rock bottom and digging deeper, im my opinion literacy levels should not only show that one can read but can also read and reason from what they have read, otherwise even an Optical character reader should be the most literate of all! Why the rant?
Sunday evening on my way home, enjoying my driving experience, as i take the Muthaiga rounderbout on my way to town this idiot in a Toyota Raum coming from Utalii side hoots at me! Now im no self proclaimed guru of traffic laws and regulations but the short stint i have served so far as a qualified and licensed driver gives me the authority to know that the bloody person on the round about has right of way!! Clearely that old man could read considering he was driving a fairly new reconditioned car from Dubai, but could he realy reason!?
Have an Idiotless day wunt you!?

That time again......

2008-11-20T05:24:00.000-08:00

Im listening to rock right now and for the life of me i still cant figure out how one can listen to this noise for 5 minutes straight.....we really were not made the same....
Its that time of the year again where theres that bitter sweet feeling...sweet cause im at the end of a semester and a holiday is forthcoming when i can sleep for as long as id like but then again there are exams to read for and sit for, thats the bitter side! In a morning lecture i had today the lecturer was like "You people, why do you fear exams? Huh? Do you know you have done exams all your life! I know even some of you did an exam to go to Baby class! And this is not the last exam your doing! Its just like any other!" Yeah sure it is! So why doesnt he do us a favour and bring us a spelling test!?
I hate exams!! Wish me luck. :-(

Lifes teachings

2008-10-29T03:00:00.000-07:00

Wow its been a while!
How y'all doing!
......ok.....moving on swiftly.
A few weekends ago i had a weekend to remember, one that had highs and lows...deep lows i mean from the Himalayas to the Deepest of trenches, the Mariana trench but you know what, life goes on....lesson learned.
I remember when i was a kid i thought to myself that i must be an adopted kid. When you are a kid you kinda think everyones against you if they for some reason refuse to give in to all your demands as crazy as a pizza in the middle of the night(i wasnt that spoilt!). But for me, i thought THEN that i had a good reason even though the obvious facial similarities didnt appear as obvious to me then as they are now! The very good reason was ofcourse, everyone was just much brighter(in ma family) considering they were older than me. I never failed to get an intelligent answer from my Dad, or Mom or my brother whos older than me by two years......
Sadly enough, people above the legal driving age limit still have lower reasoning capabilities than the ones i had then! How do you drive around with full beam lights? How do you walk into a meeting or a church with your ringtones on the maximum possible volume?! I fail to understand how having had a phone for over seven years now, for some, and not be familiar with the off button or at the very very least, know how to put the damn little thing on vibrate only!

Considering my lack of access to a TV following my leap into living independence, i have been for a long time on the leeward side of the flow of information but i heard a suggestion through some media people calling for the perpetrators of the Post Election Violence to be forgiven! This is one of them point where i sigh shrug my shoulders and mutter, "Common sense really aint that common"! Simply put, the law must be followed, since without law the country will just disintegrate into the total mayhem it was at the begining of the year! Furthermore if these guys are forgiven, it will set precedence and thus the next drunk gun trotting trigger happy idiot who decides to go for target practise in a Nairobi crowd will plead for forgiveness since anyway you forgave the other guys didnt you!? Its like when a kid beats up another kid in school and you say its ok, he apologized...., the kid will obviously take advantage since thers a feeling of immunity, my advice spank the kid till the skin is raw and make sure the word goes round cause that way no other kid will think of fighting, lesson learnt!
Lemmi give you a scenario, 5 kids in the kitchen with the sugr bowl left open and alot of sugar on the floor. "You ask who ate and spilt the sugar?" One of the kids reply almost before you finish intonating your sentence to signify its a question, "It wasnt me!"
Who do you think did it!?
Obviously the kid who spoke up, you should check his/her fingers first!
Now why would the "Honourable Minister of Agriculture Mr. William Ruto start yapping as soon as the Waki report was handed over in secret.......told you common sense aint that common!

A.O.B
Depending on your relationship with your parents, they sometimes your bestest of friends and sometimes your worst of enemies who you just wholy depend on. Well for me i really didnt like to be told when to read, when to eat or generally to take a shower and disturb the fragile ecosystem that was developing on my body, well that was quite a while back. Long story short, they proved and continued to prove to be the best parents i could ever dream of, how lucky can i surely be!?

Jokes of the Day
You know the way Matatu touts at the railways terminus shout, 70 bob rongai 70 bob rongai...i wonder how their counterparts in Zimbabwe say......"A mili, a milli a milli..."

Proof that fish rili does help the brain and that our country men from the lake side have a rili high IQ? Simple! They are the ones that came up with the idea of an elevator in Kenya.....Otis.
:-)
Lovely day!

Huh!?

2008-10-02T08:40:00.000-07:00

You know, i consider myself of having average intelligence, a runk below average maybe? But for the love of iPhone[Edwin 2008] i cant figure out how in the heavens and in the Indian Ocean near Somalia, a Ship of the magnitude of MV Faina can be surrounded by three somali pirate ships with a hand full of guys probably wielding machetes to a ship carrying 33 T-27 russian made battle tanks capable of cruising at 60kph and their main canon firing accurate shots 4 kms away from the targets!

I believe i have totaly lost it when the pirates go on to demand billions of shillings, and the Kenya government actually appealing for support. You know i shouldnt underestimate Somalia because they blew the Americans right out of the horn of africa with their tails tightly inbetween their legs in 1990, was it? But i cannot figure out how a whole Navy ship can be captured by the three somail boats, have you seen the pictures? The boats are tiny! Seriously!! What am i missing, because at this point in time i have no faith whatsoever in our navy, (afadhali Army helped during the post election violence so we saw their might lakini navy!?) A whole bloody ship carrying Tanks, lemmi repeat that TANKS!! other weapons and ammo! There is something i rili aint guessing cuz using ma average intelligence.......id blow the buggers out of the ocean, no appologies!!

On to rosier matters, i donated blood the other day right before my birthday. I must admit, i hate pain, my tolerance of pain is right there together with that on a day old baby, i hate pricks, i hate needles but this was for a good cause and i couldnt afford to look bad infront of the ladies, word travells fast :-) Anyhu, the super huge bag got filled quickly, i was surprised, pleasantly i might add cause i didnt think i had enough blood to go round ma body let alone donate! :-) And you know what!? I DID NOT faint! Oh modern day marvels! Question remaining though, will my blood be put to good use, or will it go down the drain.....? Hmmmh :-)

Lovely week!

Birthday!!

2008-09-30T06:19:00.000-07:00

Lemmi start with, my bday just passed and why lie imma party like its my birthday.....soon.
Have cats to deal with first, and with this new psyke instilled in me by dear "young" maua have to ace them before i club hop.

Soo many things happening right now, from people leaving, precisely, 2 VIPs leaving, making new friends, new opportunities and shouldering new responsibilites, as well as living all on my own......well not exactly but close enough! :-)

In ma very short existence in this world of ours, i tend to wonder what impact ive made on other people, would they remember me if i had a sudden and unfortunate death? Or would guys go like, "Haiya! Whers Ngare?" "I donno! Maybe hes sleeping." Wonder how many people would show up at ma funeral, and not just because thers free food or because they feel obligated because they just knew someone who knew me....

Anyhuu, a happy birthday to me! :-)

MIA???

2008-09-23T04:57:00.000-07:00

Back to school, sigh....
I was bored silly for four months as i was on ma holiday and was just waiting for school to open but now that we in session, i want us to close!!! I miss ma sleep! :-(

Nobody Knows- Tony Rich

2008-08-25T07:51:00.000-07:00

I pretend that I'm glad you went away
These four walls closin' more every day
and I'm dying inside
and nobody knows it but me
like a clown I put on a show
The pain is real even if nobody knows
and I'm cryin' inside
and nobody knows it but me

Why didn't I say
the things I needed to say
How could I let my angel get away
Now my world is just a tumblin' down
I can say it so clearly
but you're nowhere around

chorus
The nights are lonely, the days are so sad
and I just keep thikin' 'bout the love that we had
and I'm missin' you
and nobody knows it but me

I carry a smile when I'm broken in two
and I'm nobody without someone like you
I'm tremblin' inside and nobody knows it but me
I lie awake it's a quarter past three
I'm screamin' at night as if I thought
you'd hear me
Yeah my heart is callin' you
and nobody knows it but me

How blue can I get
You could ask my heart
but like a jigsaw puzzle it's been torn
all apart
A million words wouldn't say just how
I feel
A million years from now ya know
I'll be lovin' you still

chorus

Tomorrow mornin' I'm hittin' the
dusty road
gonna find you whereever, ever you
might go
I'm gonna unload my heart and hope
you come back to me
said when the nights are lonely...

chorus

Wonderfull wonderful song.....wouldnt write it better myself!

Sadness and Rage.

2008-07-17T03:17:00.001-07:00

To say i am sad or angry would be an understatement,
rage and dismay do not come close to describing it.
Violence begets violence,
death begets death.
only thing left is vengeance.

I believe that common sense aint that common as its taunted to be, i believe that there are not as many sane people as there are insane.

I believe i have a high enough an IQ to grasp most common concepts, to understand some of the most basic and fundamental concepts such as "life is sacred, protect it" and "Obey the rule of law", it seems to some that is just too complicated an idea to wrap their little heads around.

Yet at this moment in time i am well and ready to disregard the advice of the little angel in my head, telling me not to go out and hunt the killers and put them to death, that justice will prevail.

Justice? What justice? Did they give him any justice beating him to death, on a whim? How dare they deliver a death sentence on an innocent man? How dare they!?

Its the actions of a mob that has no evidence other than the "non spark" of cells believed to be the grey matter between their ears 'Mwizi!!' that make me loose faith in the Human species.
To clobber a defenseless man, is inhumane, barbaric,...[insert unprintable words here].

I never imagined i would sink to such a low.

Weekend out.....

2008-06-27T00:55:00.000-07:00

Its been soo long since i blogged, im tempted to sema i was nursing a hang over after a really eventful weekend but truth is ive been suffering writers block or is it bloggers block?
Lets see if the creative juices will start flowing again (lol as if they were in the first place..)

Friday
So last weekend started with a blast! Went for Idols Africa show at the Bomas of Kenya and was pampered like a true member of the media, entry courtesy of my good Uncle (thanx man!) The show was off the chains (or watever 'hip' kids say nnowadays :-) Awet care to help? ). The audience was crazy, cheering like their lives depended on it. Lets backtrack a lil bit, before entering the hall, we were hapo nje catching a few 'tanyes' (Tusker in the words of Modo) surveying the crowd as they lined up to get into the hall (our seats were reserved, i mean....The Media!) and im telling you Nairobi has mamas! Waaaaat!! I was huko mwagaing the proverbial mate its like i was suffering from Downs syndrome. But yenyewe chix never cease to amaze me, there had to be a 'Lady' with the IQ of a door knob (YES offence), how oh how do you come to such an event at 7:30 usiku in nylon hot pants!? Who the hell said you have to show hectares of skin to look sexy? A gurl can look sexy as well as SANE all covered up! So after downing our favorite lager at lightening speeds, we were ushered into the hall ready for the performances....with a few mls of alcohol in the system, a chik next to me....life at that time was goood.....:-)
The whole experience was super but i have one bone to pick with the MNET people, why the hell was the sound so pathetic! I mean they are supposedly looking for the most talented and thus making them sound good to the audience should be at the top of the list shouldnt it? Im hoping it was a one time thing and leo theyl step up and the sound will be as good as their orgainsation of the whole thing which is FAB!! Oh! I must say Amara was looooking HOOOOTT!! And i hope she wins. GO AMARA, GO AMARA! SATO
Now on sato there was like the most awaited event since like i donno, new years? Tusker Safari Sevens! As usual it didnt disappoint with what looked like the whole of the Nairobi youth packed on the sidelines of the pitch as well as the Village grounds. Even with a steep entry price of 800 bob the place was still packed, yenyewe Kenyans have cash to spend. As usual there had to be ladies with the philosophy of "freeze and shine". I had a sweater and i was freezing, now i wonder how a chick in a mini skirt and her boobs half out was feeling..... I rest my case!
Kenya did us proud as usual, and went ahead to win the cup on sunday.....though i can bet half of the people there have no idea wat a try is......
The rest of that night is a blur and i dont want to try n remember what i got up to....it brings on a headache.. :-)

SUNDAY
In the wee hours of relative morning for me (4pm) a pal of mine was at the door waking me up...
Now the night before was crazy and even after almost 10 hours of slumber, it was a real task to walk straight. So now my lovely neighbour hooks me up with tikos for Tusker Project fame 2, the final show.....who am i to refuse, twould be just rude now wouldnt it?
Mimi huyo kwa shower and on the road to Ruaraka where the shows at, wit ma cuzo.
Again, chix are huko in plenty, so im thinking if you kosa a better half in Nairobi yenyewe its ur choosing and no one elses cause waaaat!!! i should walk with an infants feeder cuz of all the drooling. So we check into the bar and behold!! Factory prices!!!

{Aaaaaahhhhh (angelic melody)}

Unfortunately im still undergoing detox from the night before so i kamata soda instead (Smirnoff Black ice).... i mean i have to hold something....

So down the kamroad we go to the main tent where the performance is at, lakini after being pigwad terro (which is highly uncomfortable if i might add, esp when the guy smiles as he pats you down politeness NUTTING!!) Awe and behold, the ammount of disorganisation there would put ma wardrobe to shame, and thats saying something...ask ma brother! The place is packed to the brim and guys are squeezing themselves like sardines in a can.

After a lil spat with some intoxicated brawn and no brains guy i relinquish the kidogo space id patad and anza scavenging for a spot to fix at least one but cheek. Lets just say im not a confrontational kinda guy plus did i mention the brawn part? Nuff said!

So i pata a place to sit on some hard mbao step all alone, wit ma cuzo and Uncle huko mbali, had to make do with what i had so i stayd put.

The tripple distilled vodo and a lemon twist in the form of Black ice awakened the dregs of last night intoxicating element in the deeps of ma tumbo with crazy effects, e.g. lack of balance, i had to stand and let a chick through and in the process i mwagiad the remains of ma drink to a chick who was sitting hapo mbele yangu and waaaat! The machos i was given! If looks could kill id have been strangled, drowned, shot, my throat slit and burned all at once! You know wat, i blame the earths rotation for that spill man im sure it jerked!

The show none the less was incredible, the sound was perfect! As in wow!

The show was totally worth sitting on the hard mbao for like two hours, considering i have minimal to none cushioning if you get wat i mean.....

The outcome was rather bogus though, in my humble opinion Wendy should have won instead of Esther, but well thats how it went down.

All in all, a super weekend!

Pic of the Day

Playlist
Im with you- Avril Lavigne
Mamacita- Coolie buddz
Goodlife- Kanye West
Ti-chi- Kenrazy
Just like a pill- Pink

An out of town experience....

2008-06-17T03:41:00.000-07:00

Wow, its been too long since i blogged......bloggers block i guess and the lack of affordable internet access.
I hope that will change in the near future with the completion of The East African Marine System (TEAMS) and the completion of laying of the terestial cable. Ama they just introduce "The Grid" mara moja!

Anyhuu, about my out of town experience......
I love driving, as in totally! Be it in town at a snails pace or on an open highway at break neck speeds i love every minute of it! Before i got my license i used to wonder what people meant when they sema ati they tired of driving!? Wat! I can drive from Dawn to Dusk only stopping for lunch and taking a leak!
Now we wer off to the Valley town of Nakuru to visit ma uncle, crawling at a speed of like 100kph when suddenly at Kinungi a thick blanket of for just engulfed us as in THICK THICK THICK stuff! It was a strugglr to see the end of our cars bonet!! Visibility must have been in the negative but then agen one couldnt see behind either! :-)
So thick that a huge truck would like form right before your eyes on the other lane, one min thers nothing the next a 10 tonne lorry has whizzed past you, now thats horror!
As suddenly as it came about it just potead as we were going down the escarpment....true! It is a Magical Kenya!

AOB
I honestly cant put in words my disappointment with the government intelligence machinery. More than 600 people had to die so that they can send help in the form of Military, Administration police and regular police to catch the SLDF leader Wycliffe Matokei? In 18 months a parallel government had been established in Mt. Elgon complete with even courts in the middle of the forest!! After the Joint operation was launched and most of the SLDF caught or Killed, the Kenya police aired a documentary on National Tv recently, mildly boasting of how they were able to capture the milita without a simple casualty suffered by the joint operation but a simple question comes to the fore,it took that long and that many people for the government/intelligence agency to realise there is a problem?
Im afraid Uganda may take over most of western Kenya and we wouldnt have a clue!

Pic of the Day
If you have the displeasure of watching this dude perform.....

Guess thats an insult to Usher too....

Random thought......

2008-05-28T10:07:00.000-07:00

Ever wondered how the future will look like?
Well i have. (A pal of mine thinks i think alot about everything, well i think my pal daent think much about anything.)
From how ill look like to wat ill be doing to if ill be blessed to have a wife.
But i digress, what amazes me the most is the technological advancements we'll have made in the next 30 years and by we i mean others other than Kenya. I mean we have some really brilliant people in Kenya as in people you go like, WOW! But somehow dude to their faults or faults as a country we never appear anywhere on the global sphere in terms of technological innovation! Did you know a Kenyan was involved or is it that the Kenyan wrote the software for Nokia 3310? What i must think is the most successful phone ever, well in ma books at least! I digress agen..
Im just from reading about an article about "The Grid" and im like wow!!
Imagine getting internet together with ur elec. As in if you have elec you hooked up to the net! As in giga bit speeds!!
{moment of silence}
That is what the future is to me! Being able to have a video conference with someone at the cost of a local call of Celtels 3bob a min. Having a conversation with a hologram of the person you talking to, downloading a whole movie in seconds. Downloading albums in miliseconds. Yeah thats the s***t!

Love loss or loveless

2008-05-12T23:46:00.000-07:00

Ever wonder if true love exists? Where both parties are just ecstatic to see each other every morning for 50 something years?

With my dismal number of years on this earth, 21 going on 40 would it be possible for me to have experienced true love if ever it did exist?
As mommy says(yeah i did say mommy) Love for her is a doing word, a verb, her love for people is potrayed in her actions for the funny feeling in the stomach and the sleepless minutes thinking bout him/her.....before you sleep......just last but a second.
To many of us "love" would be just a feeling one drummed into our head by the various productions of Hollywood which we(as a generalisation) sit and watch keenly expecting for that prince charming to ride over and rescue you from ur tower only for shrek to come trotting, or for 'the girl next door' to ring ur door bell.
The corruption of the minds and/or perceptions of this our generation is obvious in the number of people who are glued to the latest south american soap waiting and watching for "Fernandos" next move only wishing her man would act just like him! Im not just hitting at the ladies here pliz dont get me wrong it takes two to tango!
Its saddening how the word love has been thrown around and lost meaning!

AOB
This week end i went for the most amazing ride ever!!( No not that ride dumdums!! Get ur minds out of the gutter! Yes you!)
Any way, Ive always wondered why people on a roller coaster scream their guts out, well the ones ive seen on telly and on movies and stuff) i mean, its just going fast right? And its fun to go fast.
Well i got to find out a lil about how they feel. I went on this "banana" ride. A banana shaped thingy which can go a full 360 degree vertical spin......slowly!
Lemmi emphasize on the slowly part since, it fikas the top and for like 3 or so seconds its at a standstill when ur totally upside down!
Now, this may not freak you out but for someone who practically has a phobia for heights, it freaked me out!
Thers a point it fikas when ur body is totally off the seat and only a metal bar stands in the way of certain death, by falling! Thats the point my legs started vibrating violently on their own accord. The ride waz sick! Wiked! Full of adrenaline! And guess wat?
I hopped back in for another round!

WTF!!!

2008-05-04T07:08:00.000-07:00

Its been a hectic time for me, mpaka writing a post has been a biff. What have i been doing?
Dont even ask......causei have the slightest idea myself. Confused? Yeah! Welcome to my world!

Anyhuu, the other night i was having a quiet night in with Mily watching The West Wing-im totally addicted to that thing- in the comfort of my bed when i heard some flattering....i was using headphones so i ignored it concluding i have an overactive imagination which i do have....
So i put on back the headphones and was soon engrossed in the activities of staff in the west wing of the white house. A few minutes later the same flattering, i was sure i heard it this time so i sat up and squinted through the mosquito net to see if id make out anything in the darkness of may room, but of course i could not! Ok now i was getting freaked out so i drew Mily closer. (That sentence was added for dramatic effect as no such thing happened, just so that we clear :-))

I was saved the squinting when the source of the disturbance drew closer and landed right on the net right above my head, at which point i shrieked like a little girl and called for mommy. (Again that last statement was added for dramatic effect, as i said i have an overactive imagination). In between the shrieking and heart pounding i was able to belt out a clear, calm and collected WTF!!

{pause}

I should give you the background first...
Lets see, how do i put this, we live in the bundus! As in kichakani! At one point i was unsure of the number of creatures that call home, home. The list is too long to list. (aint english the weirdest language? list..list). In school home was refered to as Burundi, The desert, Ocha, Nowhere as well as the Land far far far away.(I supposedly watched nowhere news, and read Nowhere Daily and if i had a dog twas named courage the cowardly Dog). It was one of the wonders of the world how on earth i managed to get to school before anyone, including those who lived a stone throw away. Anyhuu i digress.
We live in th middle of nowhere.

{play}

A few inches from my face, with only a mosquito net between us was a bat!
Yup an ugly, ugly, ugly bat.
At this point im tempted to exaggerate and sema twas a big and blood thirsty.....but....twas a small thing but really ugly!
Lets keep in mind IT WAS A BAT.

So now in a split of a second, i was out of bed and standing by the door lights on with a slipper in hand wondering wat to do.
For like 10 minutes i stood there wondering wat to do with the bloddy bat or just go sleep in another room, but Mily....couldnt leave Mily there! :-)

Long story short, i chuked one of those wire hangers from the wardrobe and unfolded it so i could skuma the ugly mammal at arms + hangers length out of my room! And was soon reunited with dear Mily!

Moral of the story:
Do not live in a land far far away!
Or just buy Bat spray.....

AOB
No Mily has not taken the place of my girlfriend.

Pic of the day:

Playlist:
Im feeling Leona Lewis for some reason
Leona Lewis- Im you
Leona Lewis- Bleeding love
Leona Lewis- Moment like this

Keisha Cole - Heaven sent
Heather Headley- Rain
Heather Headley- How many times

ROTFL

2008-04-17T03:07:00.000-07:00

This is sooooooooooo you Stan!!
ROTFL!

Its......Its a GIRL!!!

2008-04-07T23:58:00.001-07:00

The year 2007 will go down in history books as one of the worst years, not because a flawed election messed things up in this our beloved Kenya but also because this is when lovely Mona was violently taken away from me [pause to sob] and of course the miss carriage of Lana who did not even see the light of day! However a lil something called pinky brought some light in the pitch darkness that was, and kept me company on the lonely and long bus rides to and fro home.
On the night of 6th a new chapter in ma life, little did i know. As i strolled past the large entrance way and into the well lit lobby full of people, people crying, some in utter jubilation and delight others sorrowful and downcast, i thought about what it would mean to me if my wishes were to be fulfilled, if God heard my prayers and that she would come out healthy and strong...

It was a nerve racking 15 minute wait, full of concern and fear that the longer it took, that maybe something would go wrong. The funny feeling at the pit of my stomach didn't help the situation much and neither did the pregnant clouds looming above ominously. None the less my will was strong and i stood as still as my shaking legs could hold me, as she cried out to me, for me to hold her little beautiful body,so fragile, so smooth, for her to feel my embrace and at that moment i got a name to call her, a name befitting her beauty(at least to me), for she was of Royal blood! Heart racing,blood thumping, mind buzzing, sweating like a pig i felt as if i was in a swimming pool. All of a sudden i felt as if my skin didnt belong to me as if i was looking through someone else's eyes, as if i didnt belong as if it wasnt me. Breath held in sheer anxiety, i reached out and held her up, she was to be referred to as (drum rolls) Milly Turi!! [Angelic note:Aaaaaaahhhh]

I know you, yes you are like, HUH!? WTF why the hell Milly Turi!!
Well lemmi explain, Milly is the daughter of David Willy the second(Abbreviated as dv2000), Willy on the other hand is a son to Villi a descendant of the great Pavilion who was of the clan of Hepson(HP). Turi comes from the descendants of AMD, Turi being the daughter of Turion, son to Athlon. Thus Milly Turi!!
The one the only!! HP Pavillion dv2845se

AOB
You know i sit back sometimes as i watch the news and i wonder how exactly these politicians think! Mara sijui we have agreed on a cabinet, mara its a new cabinet being formed and not just people being added to it. Honestly I dont give a rats ass!!!
Have i lost any sleep over my favourite politician not being on the cabinet list?
Will a 40 member strong cabinet make better roads, lower the price of basic commodities, increase security in our estates?
Am i crying, OH LORD, what will happen if we dont have an independent minister of Roads, as it can not definitely be put together with public works!!
As Former President Moi, so eloquently put it will the appointment of a Vice President put Ugali on my table!?
Say it with me, I THINK NOT!!

So you lot of brain deprived, insensitive and overfed and under worked bastards think beyond your own personal interests and drop dead!!

Have a lovely day y'all!!

Examz

2008-04-01T04:17:00.000-07:00

I really really really really HATE exams!!!

Life.......as at now.

2008-03-13T07:10:00.000-07:00

Thursday 13th March 2008

Dear journ....blog.
Today has just been a boring day one that has come, consecutively after others. I dont know what the problem is, maybe its because of the end of the "MUN excitement" or may be its just cause i miss my girl.
Talking of MUN and my girl, i was oddly surprised that i was not really interested in the FLY girls in MUN! Astonishingly i didnt mind just making acquaintances as in:
{two REALLY REALLY fine mamaz approaching as we walk through a corridor}
Ma friend: Ok here we go...
Me: Go? Go where? Ooooooh! Okidoki.
{my pal looks bewildered}
Girls:{in a chirpy tone like birds in the early morning} Hello *ma friend*!!
Ma friend:{in an equally high but not as nice tone} Hello girl 1 and girl 2!!
Me:{admiring the wonderful architecture of the buildings(sic)}
Ma friend: {to the girls} Hey meet my pal Ngare, Ngare this is Girl 1 and Girl 2.
Me: {all eloquent and stuff} Pleasure to meet to ladies, i must say you look absolutely stunning! {not the exact phrasing...} id love to stay for a while and chat but we were in a bit of a hurry...*ma friend*
Ma friend: {looking even more bewildered} Yes...... yes we were.....
{Goodbyes ensue and we move on in a leisurely stroll down the corridor with my friend a machete short of 'skirmishing' me)

Blog, worry not i aint gay, im just really content with my relationship status right now. A very strange feeling indeed!

As content as i may feel with my status(yes even the HIV one -) i dont feel the same with my life in general. You know when you wake up day after day then ur like HAIYA its friday! Did we skip like Wednesday and Thursday!? Those times you feel like uve hit a slump, dragging ur feet in a swamp or treading in the deep end with one leg tied down.

My pal thinks i think too much, i think that too. Many a time that id keep her awake late into the night with my many woes and she laps it up like a cat with a full milk bowl, shez strong, if i was on the other end of the conversation id probably go hang myself cause of boredom! Things as they are, things as i would wish them to be, things id wish to do, and things as they are done. Having been in school for more than, yaani ive even lost count, for like 15 years and counting i sure do hope that theres a really good life for me once im through all this crap! Not that i have it bad, i must say blog that i have it better than others lakini jo!

I remember when i was like in second term in my last year of high school , i was just wondering what was on offer after i finished my final exam and i just put all my frustration, misery, anticipation, anxiety and curiosity and came out with what id call a song(think of a loose meaning to the word 'song'), i wonder if it still exists....ill rampage through my archives blog, hope ill get a chance to put it down here.

All in all blog glad to be alive!

Pic of the day:

Music:
Every other time- LFO
Gallery- Mario Vazquez
Goodlife- Kanye west
Iris- Googoodolls
He loves me- Jill Scott
Heaven sent- Keyshia Cole
courtesy of Pinky!

Again i aint gay twas a present, and there was no other color in the store!

KMUN: Day 3

2008-03-04T20:17:00.000-08:00

After a whole day of BORING policy statements, we finally broke up into committees where it gets really intresting cuz thats where most of the resolutions are debated upon....

The first two days werent too bad except for the part you go......WTF is going on!! The rules and procedures need a little getting used to. Otherwise youl spend your time looking for cracks in the wall and picking out the best looking chiks in the room(strike that, thats what i do :-))

Its amazing how petty WHOLE university attending students can be...lemmi give you an example:
*not the actual countries
First Day reading of policy statements according to alphabetical order.
Gabon:{reading their policy statement}
Zambia: {shouting} Point of personal privilege!
Chair: Does your point pertain to audibility?
Zambia:No
Chair: Does your point pertain to clarity?
Zambia:No
Chair: State your point.
Zambia: There are mosquitoes at the back of the room madam chair, impairing our ability to concentrate.
Chair: Point dully noted. Protocol officer please assist Zambia. Gabon, you may continue.
Gabon: The Republic..........
France: {shouting} Point of personal privilege!
Chair: Does your point pertain to audibility?
France:No
Chair: Does your point pertain to clarity?
France:No
Chair: State your point.
France: There is too much noise in the chamber and too many people walking around making it hard to follow proceedings.
Chair: Point dully noted. Protocol offices please ensure only protocol officers are walking around. Thank you. Gabon, you may proceed......
Gabon: Thank you Madam chair. We the delegation of Gabon, would like....
Cuba: {shouting} Point of personal privilege!
Chair: Does you point pertain to audibility?
Cuba: Yes.
Chair: Hon. Delegate please speak audibly and clearly into the microphone.

This goes on and on and on, imagine going through this for like 150 countries!

Second day in comitees, i forsee a very intresting day!!
Toodles!

Beer Break!

2008-03-01T07:42:00.000-08:00

After a loooooong days/ weeks work.....snuggle in to you warm comfy linux box :-D and have a laugh, with your favorite poison in hand.
Have a laugh.....or at least a smile :-)

I wouldnt mind seeing a few such bags in Nairobi! But then again its already hard enuf to walk in the streets sooooo many fine women!

Sooo sooo true! dont you think? :-D

WTF!!?

This should be my motto! :-)

Mchongoano
1. Ati first time yako kubuy gari ulisema ufungiwe unaenda mbali
2. Ati kwenu mko upto date mpaka watoi wenu wakipigwa wana vibrate badala ya kulia.
3. Naskia mko advanced mpaka nyi huenda loo via bluetooth
4. Ati naskia nyi ni wengi mpaka nyi hukunywa chai na sprinkler
5. First time uliona soda,ulifinya finya kujua gani ni ripe
6. Ati naskia we ni fala mpaka ulienda cyber ukaulizia stamp ati ndio uweke kwa email
7. Nilikupata umezubaa ukiangalia chupa ya orange juice...ati juu imeandikwa "concentrate"....
8. Naskia ulienda para sunday school
9. Naskia simu yako iko na slot ya coins.....
10. Una kichwa sooo ukithink kuna echo....!
11. Ati you r so ugly vile ulizaliwa uliwekwa kwa incubator tinted ndio usi shtue watoi wengine.....ha,haaaaa!!
12. Ati umekonda mpaka ukivaa vest bado unakunja sleeves
13. Ati T.V yenu iko na mouse...hahahahahahah

Mchongwano just cracks me up!!!

Another Month, same routine, have a lovely week!

KMUN

2008-02-26T11:03:00.000-08:00

KMUNto the lay man/woman this is the Model United Nations, Kenya chapter for Universities and guess what im going to be in it!! The 7th chapter that is!!

Its really really cool cuz i get to dress up in suits and go debate stuff in Gigiri like the actual United Nations!!! Coooool!!! But what is waaay cooler is if the resolutions that come out of this confrence make an impact in the real world, if the voices of the next generation of leaders(wooooohoooo im in this LOT!!) is heard and their ideas considered...THAT would be really cool!

Ill try and look sharp, will post the pics if they come out well.

AOB
Remember that horse i was talking about getting back on......well yeah im a real jockey now! :-)
"I got meself a girlfriend!!!(big grin and blushing a little)"

Long Distance Relationships.........Blunder?

2008-02-17T06:01:00.000-08:00

Long distance relationships......
Not being an authority on relationships, but having my fair share of heart aches and bloody good times gives me a right to make a foot note of sorts....
Truth be told relationships are just about the hardest things to maintain (much easier to keep a pet dog) but the rewards are worth it and that ofcourse i dont have to mention! To get someone you totally rhyme with is out of this world, cosmic ecstasy!
A young relationship is always the best since you get to 'discover' your partner and most often than not you only get to know the good side, until you spend a whole week together then you get to find out wat pisses you bout them, hopefully the pros list is longer than the cons!

Now consider a long distance relationship where the only form of communication is via ur cell or chatting over the internet or worse still via snail mail!!?
Frankly id die an agonizingly painful death!
Id like to smell my girlfriends hair, feel the smooth skin on her arm, her body against mine when embraced in a hug but thats just me....
A call is lovely but id prefer a face to face conversation, an angry txt in CAPITAL letters is ok but id prefer her shouting to my face, an mms would be great but id prefer taking the photo myself and a whisper in the ear is worth a million 'xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox'!

Love is all that matters all the same, if you love someone enough to stand not being able to see him/her for a whole year(a lil confusing aint it?) then we need a little more people like you out there in the world!

Blunder i dont think so! Just really really inspiring, if a friend of mine can be able to pull off a long distance relationship, and make it successful for nine months and counting then surely i should be able to make a simple old face to face relationship work right?
You know wat, im getting right back on the horse!!
In a minute or two....:-)

Valentines, a big fuss over nothing in paticular......

2008-02-10T05:40:00.000-08:00

First and foremost, aint i glad to be alive. The situation may seem to have cooled down in Kenya but i wonder if its a calm before another storm since the handshake between President Kibaki and Hon. Raila didnt seem to have a great impact! The mediation efforts by Koffi Annan are admirable but will they quell the violence that has spiraled far far away from a political to a purely ethnic issue? Anyhuu i digress....

This month is the 'love month' when every lady goes goo goo over a box of choclates(wait they do that all year round) and a dozen red roses and every thing red and expensive!
Yurghh!!

Im against this holiday not that im a party pooper or that im currently happily single but because most chiks havent the faintest idea what the holiday is all about yet they honor it with as much diligence as they do shaving their legs, utmost(well at least most of em...)

Men put on a leash by our beautiful females jump through hoops, dart through traffic and beg their way so as to have the perfect plans to this OVERLY commercialized-and thus lost meaning- holiday that is valentines.

It is apparently a gross misconception on my part to believe that every day should be like Valentines in a relationship not just one day of so called 'show of love'. Suddenly men who have no clue as to what rhyming, Onomatopoeia, alliteration, or assonance are come up with an award winning love poem(thanks to Google!) and the ladies fall for it hook line and sinker! OR may be not.....

Do women look forward to the holiday due to the attention they get? Because finally the dum guy they dating finally looks up away from the television screen and manages to dial for a diner reservation, or maybe perhaps its cause they are extremely optimistic they will get some shiny ware to adorn? Im almost sure that its not in honor of the Saint Valentine and his secret matrimonies!

I certainly know what the men are after on the night of 14th February....

Let every day be Valentines day.....

Happy Valentine, i.e. Have a happy 2008!

Happy new year.......?

2008-01-26T23:14:00.000-08:00

Being the first post of the new year its only polite for me to wish you a Happy New year!

But for me it really aint that happy. The new year began with our whole family locked up at home for the fear of being hacked to death by machete wielding dodo heads strolling all around Kenya lurking with the intent to loot,vandalize and burn anything that looks of worth. Luckily it didnt get that bad in our "hood",unfortunately many were not as lucky as we were!

600+ killed,hundreds of thousands displaced and millions living in fear.

Kenyans killing each other just because of some elites fighting for power, yet its only the common man who is suffering while they hug and make merry in parliament while bagging extra huge salaries! The IRONY!!

My pride in Kenya is eroding, aint all that proud to be Kenyan anymore.

We have to do something!!

Exams

2007-12-05T23:30:00.000-08:00

I hate examz!

Campaigns.....

2007-11-28T10:26:00.000-08:00

Why lie im a diehard Kibaki supporter, since parties dont mean much in this our Kenya, the party our dear president runs on really doesnt matter, provided he gets back to state house!
Hell ive even been spotted sproting a nice, light, feather weight, poor material, shrink and fade once washed PNU and Kibaki Tena t-shirt. I can even go on and engage any anti kibaki supporter why he/she supports whoever he/she(ok this is tiring, can i just use he? Thankyou!!) supports!
But never ever ever would i raise a finger on him so as to drive a point!!
Like he would suddenly support Kibaki if i hit him!
Now this is where it gets wierd, people would actually kill you if you support a rival camp, is this madness or what!!!
Raphael Wanjala if im not mistaken is an Assistant Minister for water, his vehicle was stopped at a roadblock full of Pangas, rungus and whips, in my opinion the whole nation should be invited to view as he is publicly flogged and the event covered live on national television! Click here to view the story.
The vehicle was on its way to western Kenya where he had flew earlier on to campaign. Its evident the whips and pangas were to be used on people and that is what is frightening! Another Rwanda like genocide in Kenya is NOT an option! In my humble opinion more stern action needs to be taken in dealing with electoral violence, cause we are a peace loving Nation.
I just had a heated debate with and ODM supporter, hes still my friend, and i really dont have any urges to cut him up with a machete due to a difference in opinon so why should you!?
Umoja pamoja, Get in line! Vote peacefully.

Millionare........

2007-11-25T03:01:00.000-08:00

One evening on my way from school, luckily i got a lift from dear mommy, i stopped too buy some safaricom credit. It was just when they were publicizing the Kwachua thingy, and i really hadn't gotten the whole concept of the competition. Since i was driving i just put the card in my pocket and decided id load it later upon arrival. On reaching home i had to make a call so, i scratched the lower part for the 12 digit pin and loaded it forgetting the upper part which showed the price money one was eligible to win.
A few minutes later i scratched the price money place and BOY was i ecstatic!!
0 after 0 after 0 tokead and they totaled six zeros, i.e a cool 1,000,000. Wachakelele ianze!
My cuzo was with me jumping up and down in jubilation already advising me how i should give him just kidogo. Lil bro there already demanding a bike, im sure the neighbors thought we were being robbed! I had visions of a shiny new ride, no walking no more, a deadly new phone (I had my lovely Mona at the time, oh Mona, my lovely Mona!!)
It all came crashing down after i now read the fine print!
I dont think ive ever gone from such a high to such a low in such a short time(id request all Kyuks to try and say the words in bold again, represent the 'sropes of mount Kenya!!').
But at least i was a millionare!!! Albeit for less than half an hour!

Crumbling of a Giant.....

2007-11-20T05:27:00.000-08:00

It seems its just a bad three months for me cause last week i was out burying my friend, Anthony Owalla Mboya.
I met Owalla in primary school, the one and only St.Marys but do i say , when i was in class 6 and later met him in Strathmore University when doing my diploma. We were close in primary but not so in University but non the less he was my friend and i mourn his loss. He struck me as one very cheerful fellow cause i dont think there was a time i saw him sad even during his illness, a trait that i yearn to imitate for years to come. He was a great mind, perhaps the greatest mind ive had the pleasure to meet in our age group, he was surely destined to be an ace programmer, a skillful engineer and a brilliant businessman, if he were to have been with us for a decade or two longer but that is not to be....
His death has put in sharp focus what exactly im here to do, what i can do, wat i have done, and how privileged i am to have the chance to do it, ive resolved to live for the moment, maximize my potential, make the maximum of my time with my friends and loved ones cuz you never know......
The swahili say "Ukiona kichwa cha mwenzako chanyolewa, chako kitie maji!"

Rest in peace Anto,
We shall soon meet again.

My bday!!!

2007-09-29T06:16:00.000-07:00

Well my birthday just passed! Yahoooooo!!
And im a year older, i wonder if i should celebrate or start sulking since im edging closer to the end of my life, ill take the former!
Id love to give some super intresting story of how i got drunk and slept atop of some rocks in the middle of a field in the middle of nowhere but for those who know me i aint like that, ill look for some grass not stones! :-)
It was a pretty quiet day my birthday despite i was celebrating two wonderfull decades on our beautiful earth!!

A few kisses here and there, an inbox full of text messages, around 30 emails, several online messages and wait for it.... a ten minute call from a very very very very very close friend overseas(unajujua)!! For me that was like the highlight of my day( if that aint a hint for you to call more often, i dont know what is!!!!)

Moving on from me getting older, im still mourning for my Mona! Since i still have to communicate i had to enlist the services of a cheap Nokia 1110i whom i have suitably named Kamau aka Kamangu. Kamau due to its omnipresence in the Nairobi streets and Kamangu due to its chameleon like qualities i.e. its a useless phone during the day but a wonderfull phone to go partying with at night since i wouldnt feel anything if i lost it!

Phonenapped

2007-09-09T05:03:00.000-07:00

In what appears to be predictable trend in my life now, bad news after bad news, i have some more bad news to add! :-( My very own Mona was violently taken away from me! Im sure i tried all i could to save her, but i wount dwell on the circumstances through which i lost her(cuz they still coming to me bit by bit). Im still waiting for a ransom note since itl be kinda hard for them to call me since they have my Mona (my sweet sweet mona - ok i think thats enuf starting to sound gay).
If its destined that we part ways now though Mona, then so be it! But you will always be on my mind (before i get a replacement) !
I aint listening to any song cuz my Mona is gone but one track is playing in my head!
Gone- Nsync

Death....

2007-09-06T08:45:00.000-07:00

The past week or so.......

I have never come......

(OH LORD! Even english escapes me.

Ill just write as it comes)

In the past two weeks ive come to fully experience and see the effects of losing a loved one in your family for i have been very fortunate since no close person to me has gone to meet his/her maker, the closest being my great grandmother( rest her soul) who died at the ripe old age of 90. Unfortunately we wernt that close due to the language barrier, i cant quite claim competency in my native mother tounge(sad to say) but im learning albeit slowly.

Now where was i, oh yeah death....

A very close frend of my father got a stroke one fateful morning a three weeks ago and died a week later, the look on my fathers face, id like never to see again. the look of utter shock, horror, dismay, sorrow all rolled up into one. People who know me claim that i show little emotion if any at all in my facial expression but im sure that must have changed when i got to meet the diseaced family, his children, my friends. That toutched me somewhere ive never been toutched, deep deep sorrow. Placing myself in their shoes.......

i would not even want to imagine!

To crown it all up barely three days after his burial, i learnt that a friends dad had just passed away after being involved in a road accident!

I have viewed death as a foreign concept for a long time now, but i have definately been shocked to reality. What is our puropse on earth? What the *^&^ are we here to do? Have i accomplished what i should have done?

You know what! Ive come to the conclusion i should enjoy life a bit more, stop to smell the roses, to tell that chick ive been eyeing for forever that im practically in love with her, travel the world, meet new people, do something crazy, hug my Mom once in a while, and say thank you to Daddy every so often, call up an old buddy and treat him/her out to lunch, diner or even a good night out cuz you never know when a clot will form and choke your brain or a narrow minded Kenyan matatu driver will escape a pote hole or come barelling down you lane in search of that elusive "Kerucy" and end up squandering your priceless life in the process!

God please rest those two hard working gentlemen in eternal peace, and help their familes pull through this extremely dark and fog filled part of their lives.

Letter to my unborn child - 2pac

Meet the family.......part 1

2007-08-21T04:38:00.000-07:00

Lemmi introduce you to my "family" so to speak, one of the things i hold close to my heart, my confidant, one i dont leave out of my sight, my baby, my sweetheart, MONA!

(She has no relation whatsoever to Aegeus' ride, i checkd the family tree)

Sees the world through: 2 megapixel camera 1600x1200 pixels, video(QCIF)

The worl looks at her through: TFT, 256K colors 176 x 208 pixels, 35 x 41 mm

Runs: On an AMD 235Mhz processor

Controled by: Symbian S60 V3 4.14

Can carry: Upto 1gb of data

Wears: A Two piece black and silver suit.

Due to the advancements in the medical field, IVF(invirto fertilization) and the upsurge of surrogate mothers, im quite confident in the arrival of my next baby soon, a sister to Mona, Lana

Lana is a Hp laptop h530, soon to be in my hands, duo core 1.6mhz 1 gb ram and 120 gb harddrive, the perfect baby!

Ill introduce yall to the other significant others soon, so chech up once in a while......

Fugees- Can't take my eyes off of you

The Newbie

2007-08-11T05:19:00.000-07:00

After weeks of reading other peoples blogs, i decided to go out on a limb and try my hand at it.
In highschool(quite a long time ago) i despised compositions and inshas and anything that would require me to make up a story because once i got started formulating and telling a story i found it hard to draw a story to a close, so most of my stories would be just left hanging, that may show lack of planning, but hey, i aint no John Grisham, and also because they had a time limit and had to me maked and marks awarded,Nway i digress.
You know the feeling that overwhelms you when you pitch camp at a whole new environment? I remember that feeling, i remember(probably my earliest memory) being left by mommy in class one in this strange environment where everyone was crying except for me(i wish!!). I doubt this is a true memory because it was probably aided by the many photos that wer taken at that time. Starch filled khaki shorts that felt as if they would break at the smallest attempt to bend them, the shiny bata toughees shoes that i tried so hard not to bend( you know when you walk a fold forms right in the middle which soon develops to a crack..), the smell brand new books, well at least almost since most if not all the books i used wer passed down from my elder brother who is two years ahead of me. Aaah the the good old days!
Now im all grown up, but the overwhelming feeling has yet again come over me as i post my first posting(lol aint english wierd) in my brand new blog.....
Welcome to my world, Ngares World