K.I.P.U.S.A

i did ask--honest

2010-11-11T13:00:00.003+03:00

so yesterday I've been thinking of how this relationship of ours has been and i had to be honest with myself. i've been very insecure for the last three weeks since i found out about jackie and with all honest i seem not able to trust tony anymore. my love for him has gone to minus four so i had to tell tony what i thought. i want forever and if he has an answer to that he can call me and tell me that. he seemed not to mind rather appreciative that i was honest with him. he should call me when he's ready and i hope it turns out OK because I'm tired of waiting.

i'm liking the new bling on my finger

2010-11-11T12:38:00.002+03:00

so yesterday i got a very beautiful silver ring for my finger and it actually looks like an engagement ring one that i won't mind getting but I'd rather get a smaller one instead.

MOVED

2007-08-07T08:34:00.000+03:00

and KIPUSA moved house. its been great and hope we will have more fun. my new address is

http://kipusa.wordpress.com

Reason for moving?
the new blog gives me more choices than the blog i've been on.

so bloggers change links

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THE TIE

2007-08-03T09:34:00.000+03:00

I am so proud that I am one of the few girls who can actually tie a tie.My daddy taught me the art of doing it, but with my leg. Right now I am teaching my baby bro how to go about and still do it for my other brothers whenever we are going for formal functions.

I learnt the hard way.

I pestered my dad a whole lot of times when I was in primary. He never bought me those ties that had an elastic. He hated them so he bought me the real tie and he faithfully tied my tie for 3 yrs. When I was in class four, I guess he got tired of my morning intrusions, he took the tie tied it around his leg while issuing instructions on how it is done, and then he untied it, and gave it to me and told me to do just what he did.

I was not successfull the first time but became better on my 6th try my ears pulled twice, tears rolling down my cheeks while on my way to school because of the pain and worse I was 1 hour late.

My dad was a disciplinarian and he taught me a lot the 9 years I knew and I guess the few things that he taught me has helped me out in life.

CUP SIZE

2007-08-02T11:14:00.000+03:00

This I found it to be very hilarious. I had come back from work and I found my sister talking to this boy outside our gate. And as far as I know this kaboy is the estate whore. Anyhu later on as my sister was narrating this to me, the boy had kujad to get aquinted himself with my sister and he was inviting her for fries and brandy (thats the lamest thing ever). So this boy is to ask my sis her cup size was and my sis told him to chill and she will be back, after a a few minutes she came back with this big cup that she uses to drink her hot beverages and told the dude "this my dear friend is my cup size" the guy left feeling stupid.

In connection with this, if you are a lady and you do not jua your own cup size, Woolworth are having a free bra clinic. Go there and be sure that you are wearing the right one. And if you are jamaa, pass this info to all the ladies that you care about.

CLANDES

2007-08-01T09:32:00.000+03:00

This is a true story.

My girl whom we've been friends for long has always been this straight forward chick. until recently she's become something else, i cannot get the right word for it. Anyhu she's madly in love with this one guy but playing two other guys. The funny side is that the other two people she's seeing know that she's in a serious relationship but they do not mind a clande since them too are seeing other chicks and my pal has no problem with that.

TDH
Her tall dark and handsome man,whom she's fallen head over heels with. He's everything that she wants in a man but the constant traveling makes them only meet over the weekend and she needs more than that.

CLANDE 1
He's the bad boy. They have been friends since college, and now the are clandenistic friends. He's always there when she calls him at anytime.

CLANDE 2
He's the one who is good with words that makes a girl weak to her knees. They meet whenever both of their partners are not around.

well thats the scenario. Do you think what she's doing is ok? In my opinion its plain wrong and if she does wacha this maneno she will be totally hooked up.

HEATWAVE

2007-07-31T08:50:00.000+03:00

Whenever I'm with you
Something inside starts burning
and my heart's filled with fire

he's got a hold on me
It's like a heatwave burning in my heart
I can't keep from crying
Tearing me apart

Whenever he calls my name
Sounds so soft sweet and plain
Right then, right there
I feel this burning pain
This high blood pressure's got a hold on me

Somethings got me amazed
Don't know what to do
My head's in a haze

It's like a heatwave burning in my heart
I can't keep from crying
Tearing me apart

TAMU SANA

2007-07-30T09:39:00.000+03:00

Kuna wadhi ambao when they see a chick and they are very much intrested in her, they just do not know how to approach her. Dude if you are interested get interested. So kama ni tamu lamba.

Girls hata kama you are pretty how that does not give a ticket to make a jamaa teseka like that. If he's good to you, be good, kama ni mraf and i do not penda, wachana naye. And if you are totally into him, kama ni tamu lamba.

And for kila mtu in general, pursue what you have set your heart on something go ahead and do it. Kama ni tamu lamba.

Have a great week bloggers and passers by.

5 MINUTES SNOOZE

2007-07-26T09:40:00.000+03:00

I was in this very boring meeting but had this fabulous flashback in my days when I was in nursery school. I remember the first day in school. It was both terrifying and exciting. Exciting because I had never been to a school and the thought of being left in a place where I knew no familiar face made me cry my eyes out. I remember not wanting to let go of my dad's hand but the his promise of coming to get me made me trust him.

Now that day, that first day was one confusing day for me. It was a muhindi's school and the teachers were chuts. So half of the entire day, I had no idea as to what was going on. I could not understand what the teacher was seming, but I enjoyed the hot milk and biscuits we used to be given. Later on I came to understand a few English syllables with chuti accent in the mix. I was among the few black toi's in class and I never minded bullying the chut toi's. They were so vulnerable, sweet and chubby face that one of them actually stopped me in the streets two years ago and told me that I used to bully him when we were in nursery and class one. I thought that he was going to beat me up but instead he took me out for coffee, we got to talking and we still talk till this day.

Anyway the excitement died out with time and soon waking up in the morning was becoming a hustle for me. My dad would be the one to wake me up and I always had the five minutes and my dad being the time keeper he would always wake me up exactly five minutes from the wake up call. He would wash my face and dress me up.
Made sure that I have eaten and finished my breakfast, syke me up for school.This went on till the day he passed on. Yeah I was a daddy's girl and and no one has a say on that one.

Till this day every time the alarm goes off and I do not feel like it, I remember my dad's wise words "you will miss out on the fun".

I still do the snooze but its ten minutes instead of five. Talk about aging fast and old habits dying hard.
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THE ONE

2007-07-25T14:45:00.000+03:00

i don't have your picture
but i blush every time i hear your name
i lay my head
staring at the ceiling
wondering
"could you be the one"

you are my number topic
in my conversations
but i wonder if you know
still staring at my ceiling
wondering
"are you the one"

though im leaving
i'm not running
i want you for me
for always
staring at my ceiling
not wondering anymore
but
with my mind made up
"you are the one"

TRUE FRIENDS

2007-07-24T12:30:00.000+03:00

Friends are many,

like shells,

Scattered on the sea shore,

True friends are pretty pearls,

Precious and found in the core.

A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart

and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words
Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing.

There is a time for silence.

A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny.

And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over
A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked
The most beautiful discovery

is that

true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart

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TAGGED AGAIN

2007-07-23T12:47:00.000+03:00

Modo i was already tagged by Half but for your sake and others these are other things that you do not know about me. And ati you want me to andika 8 things about me, kwanza random....LOL this should be fun, but it seems like i have to andika 16 since Maz tagged me too

The Rules are:
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.So I had to sit my arse down and think of eight random things about me…things I think I haven’t already mentioned.Now that we have that out of the way…here are my random eight…

so here is what you need to know
1.I love my men clean, smelling good and well dressed and yes I am among the people who look at men's shoes to know your character and many other things.

2.I love classics, from music to fashion.

3.I cannot stand noise. It makes me mad, thats why i have my dates in quite places.

4.I am adopting a child soon, I am going back to school soon, and I am getting married soon.

5.My birthday is next month and I will be 20 something yrs but i still can pass for 16.

6.I cannot stand white men.

7.I love art, i hate science. I guess thats why I'm a designer.

8.I have a weakness for silver rings, scarfs,bags and shoes.

9. I am a radio presenter for radio lessons. Those who were privileged to have listened to them while they were in primo would know what I'm saying.

10. I love my food cooked from scratch, don't like microwave ama ready to eat, it really annoys me and it tastes like cardboard.

11. Me and my sister kula ice-cream in all weather.

12. I don't like being kept waiting and worse i will hate you if you dare stand me up on a date and even worse if you don't keep time not unless you have called me and semad that you will be late, thats etiquette.

13. I do not understand why people dress to freeze and shine or dress to bake. Dress according to the weather or even better to your comfort.

14. That my pretty face has landed me into loads of trouble.

15. I am an advocate for children and their rights.

16. I would love to meet some of the bloggers.

the following have been tagged
1.Gomaj hmmmm
2.Lioness poetry in can do
3.mwasjd no comment just andika 7

MY BOTTLE

2007-07-20T13:10:00.000+03:00

I have just finished reading David Maillu's two books that I got from a bookstore. One is called AFTER 4:30 and the other MY DEAR BOTTLE. The following poem was just too darn good that I could not resist posting it.

my dear bottle
tell me that i am not poor
let me feel rich and important like an MP
my dear i feel funny
tell me how to run away from my frustrations
african englishmen
don't go for cheap black birds
those are for charcoal dealers.
bottle
give me enough energy tonight
i want to give my wife two rounds
but i have no energy
my woman has been draining me
eating me greedily
without sympathy for my wife
thats why this thing of mine
is failing me to my wife
when i want to consume my marriage these days
any time i get down between my wife's legs
this thing of mine is refusing
it goes the wrong way out.
(but) if a child comes
let it come
come what may
I never know with life
children are an insurance policy
i may bear a president

PAMOJA

2007-07-18T11:17:00.000+03:00

this i promise
to walk beside you
when there's no one to walk with you
when things are awry
you don't have to reach for me
for i will come to you
when you feel you have lost your way
and tears are falling
i will be there for you.
i know we cannot be together
but we are friends now and forever
i am here for you
someone to turn to
someone who understands you
who feels your soul
i am here for the strength to keep trying
i will reach out and take your hand

andrew this one is for you. thanks for the inspiration

FROM MY HEART

2007-07-16T09:14:00.000+03:00

Its amazing how you knock my heart out
nobody ever made me feel this way
you literally take my breath away
the kind of journey
you make my mind travel
so much emotions that i have hid
i know what i am worth
it will take you time to work it
you had better be the man
who shows concern

SOME PEOPLE

2007-07-13T11:33:00.000+03:00

SOME PEOPLE SHOULD HAVE THEIR TONGUES HOT-GLUED TO THE ROOF OF THEIR MOUTHS TO SHUT THEM UP.

SOME PEOPLE SHOULD HAVE HONEY POURED DOWN THEIR THROATS TO SWEETEN THEM UP.

SOME PEOPLE SHOULD BE MADE TO TEST MOSQUITO REPELLENT THAT DOESN’T WORK, JUST BECAUSE IT WOULD RESULT IN THOUSANDS OF BITES THAT WOULD BE AS IRRITATING AS THEY ARE!

yeah thats how my week has been. Hope yours was better than mine.Anyhu to top up my weekend here is a poem dedicated to me and to you who is reading this post.

dress to impress

step out

show what you are all about

jeans, skirt, dress whatever

it all works

it does not have to be nasty

simply beautiful

is what i am all about

in my style, my work

everything about me

is simply beautiful.

NYU APPLICATION

2007-07-12T09:20:00.000+03:00

Here's an application to NewYork University undergrad. The student was accepted.

3A. IN ORDER FOR THE ADMISSIONS STAFF OF OUR COLLEGE TO GET TO KNOW YOU, THE APPLICANT, BETTER, WE ASK THAT YOU ANSWER THE FOLLOWING QUESTION: ARE THERE ANY SIGNIFICANT EXPERIENCES YOU HAVE HAD, OR ACCOMPLISHMENTS YOU HAVE REALIZED, THAT HAVE HELPED TO DEFINE YOU AS A PERSON?

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I've been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently.

Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.

I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.

Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.

I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie.

Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear.

I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat .400.

My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.

I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy.

I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations with the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me.

I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami.

Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven.

I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin.

I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.

But I have not yet gone to college.

LIFE LESSONS

2007-07-10T08:25:00.000+03:00

I have learnt in life to appreaciate things and people as they are,
love them for whom the are and dislike people who try to be something else other than themselves.
I have learnt to love me for me,
appreaciate who I am
and also that I am here for a reason,
to fullfil my purpose as per what God had ordained even before I was formed in my mother's womb.
I have learnt that life is all about learning and changes,
going through ups and downs,
happiness and sadness,
joy and pain,
love and hate,
cry and laugh,
all types of emotions and feelings.

HEART FLAKES

2007-07-09T08:51:00.000+03:00

You,
yes you
You don't know this
you might just not know
but softly you kill me
strumming the strings of my heart
making music that only i can hear
when i hear you call my name
it feels like velvet on your tongue
i feel like a flush of fever
your touch
makes all my hair stand
when you look at me
its like you look right through me
as if i were not there
softly,
my heart cannot take it anymore
softly,
my heart is flaking away

FORBIDDEN DESIRE

2007-07-05T15:31:00.000+03:00

the first time
the first moment
she could not tell how they became friends
but when he went away
they constantly kept in touch
despite the distance
he felt at home
and as the days and months went by
they got more intimate
in their writing
thought provoking thoughts

now the tables have turned
things have changed
yes he came back
they called each other
talked, chatted virtually
each one
more comfortable in each other's presence

she has changed all round
he too
she has a man
but he doesn't cater to her
her friend does that what her man should do
she's not in the least bothered
with the whole clandestine relationship
she feels great
being around him
has revived her as a woman
even though its forbidden
she just can't help it.

MEANDERING

2007-07-04T15:40:00.000+03:00

he said
she said
i said bla bla bla
mysery needs company, and whoever said that was damn right.
some people do not seem happy when you are happy, they want you to be as mysery as them or hata kama they are happy they want you to be forever sad. I used to know someone like that. I thot we were friends kumbe the person had other agenda inmind, to ruin me. For such people their problem is to cause drama, fake stories etc. Once i found out the real deal of thatperson i fired like a bazooka and since then whenever we meet on the street the person cannot meet my eyes.

Do not give precious things to pigs
becuase they will trample on it
if you know what you are worth
you will be very careful
whom to give.

DRAMA

2007-07-03T11:20:00.000+03:00

As I watch the drama unfold around me
I cannot help but wonder why
Why I should be the one in the midst of it all
Watch people take their role so easily with no script at hand
no director to guide them through
so many scenes
taking place at the same time
the theme is the same
only I know the characters
only I knows what is going on
Only I knows the theme
and none of them know each other
So much for a happy ending.

SURVIVAL SKILLS

2007-06-27T16:59:00.000+03:00

My days in high school were sometimes quite disastrous or fun. I learnt a few survival skills while in high school which was right next to a cadet school. I never needed the alarm clock to wake me up when the cadets were on training. The impact of their boots on the tarmac road was loud enough. Anyways there were those times in high school I would just be plain lazy. I did not read when there was no mood. I had a pocket radio and sneaked in snacks during prep. Not that the food in my school was nasty.But just that the ratio was kidogo. I never gained any weight for four years I was in high school.I was size 8 for those four years and oftenly be mistaken for a form one even when i was in 4th.Then there were those days when I would get late for morning prep and I had to pass through a panya hole, chenga the prefect on duty and make sure that the teacher on duty was not around. when you fika the class, it was either you threatened the class prefect ama plead with her.

Now when I look back. I can proudly say that I learnt that alot of things outside the class than I was in class. Like in my work place, you definately know how to chenga the boss when you see him/her coming with work ama feign sickness if you do not want to kwenda for work-and you still get paid.

HIGH SCHOOL

2007-06-27T09:15:00.000+03:00

For them that ever went to boarding school and especially in high school..those are the days that i remenice with alot of nostalgia. I was at a school if you tried to hepa you had better have better plan than that of Italian Job because you had to pass atleast two barracks before you fika the main road and then you had better have a gateaway car becuase those days the matatus were never available after 6pm and they started working at 7am.

Recently I met with few of my gals from high school and one thing that stood out is that we had fun in our own individual ways and yes if there was a way we could turn back the hands of time and go back to school,minus the books, I will go back. I for one was a Kafiri in school. But that did not stop my house mates from electing me to become the house captain, the principle rejected their selection but instead my cube mate became the the house captain and i became the school hockey captain.Let not my innocence fool ,I got some mad favours. I showered with hot water a preserve for them that were on medical and the school prefects.

We had the panya holes and i was able to go through them since I was size 8 then...now i am 2 sizes bigger. I was a an expert in hataing morning preps and whoever said that siku za mwizi ni 40 was right. Tulikamatwa siku moja and we were beaten not less than 4 vibokos on our bumbums and till date I wonder where the principal got the strenght to chapa 75 gals.

And the outings...walalala kuna vile there was a "high" when you got a chance to go for outings and meet your foes and friends and of course the boys. I just met one of them in the recent 7s.

The order of the day is when you got a letter and if you were lucky and got more than three well you were the envy of the class that day making you feel like you are on cloud 69.

There was nothing boring like have double maths in the afternoon and yes I did have them and I never nyitad any lessons that term and worse there was a particular term when we had double biology and fasihi and I lalad yote and still failed.

Teachers..........they were the people who gave us part of the entertainment. Some we loved and others we hated. One guy (R.I.P) my physics teacher used to shrubbed his name and I got to jua his real name during my last year of high school.And worse the chemistry teacher was a walking book, he never came with a book to class and a major shrubometer who totally confused me in his class becuase he wud say "sheck and sheck your cholution " yaani "Shake and check your solution".

I sound as if I hated classes but you got it wrong. There was nothing I loved more like Art/Design and Music and hence they are part and parcel of my career today. Thanks to Ms. Kagwa and Mr. M.

Have you ever wondered why a school will never miss teachers who are
Washamba
Stylish
Shrubbist
No sense of style
Wicked
rude
Nicer than nice
Weirdos.
If you never had any teachers that represented that list above then you are from another world and worse if you were not in boarding school then you missed a whole lot of things.

One thing that ironically stands out is that I am gratefull to my principal Ms. Zilpa Omondi aka "Mkuu". Her principals and wise sayings still ring on my mind. Mkuu if you are reading this blog thanks na barikiwa sana.

SOMETHING TO PONDER

2007-06-25T17:01:00.000+03:00

Don't date because you are desperate.
Don't marry because you are miserable.
Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.
Don't associate with people you can't trust.
Don't cheat.
Don't lie.
Don't pretend.
Don't dictate because you are smarter
Don't demand because you are stronger.
Don't sleep around because you think you are old enough and know better.
Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don't sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don't stagnate.
Don't regress.
Don't live in the past.
Time can't bring anything or anyone back.
Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr/Mrs Right.
Don't throw your life away on absolutely Mr Wrong because yourbiological clock is ticking.
Learn a new skill.
Find a new friend.
Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won.
Only a price to be paid forsome of life's more hasty decisions.
To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.
To make yourself happy, pursue your passions and be the best of whatyou can be.
Simplify your life.
Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, anddangerous liaisons.
Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty.
Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.
Don't commit when you are not ready.
Don't keep others waiting needlessly.
Go on that trip don't postpone it.
Say those words don't let the moment pass.
Do what you have to, even at society's scorn.
Write poetry.
Love Deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.
Take care of yourself don't wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.
You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except GOD.
It is true that life does not get easier with age. It only gets more challenging.
Don't be afraid.
Don't lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.
Live your dreams.
Don't lose faith in your God.
Don't grow old.
Just grow YOU!

THE SILENT CRY

2007-06-25T08:25:00.000+03:00

This is a true story of a very good friend of mine.
She is a volunteer with such victims back home but she could not believe that it actually happened to her. It happened to other people but not her. She felt so dirty even though she showered more than ten times that day, after going to the nearest hospital. she could not believe it. She cannot seem to stop seeing his face. A person whom she knew and never thought that he could do such an act. She blamed herself. She blamedfor being alone when she was being escorted back to her room. She wished she was somewhere else more safe like her home whichwas thousands miles away. She wished she could have heeded her 6th sense but she was having too much fun. But one cannot cryover spilled milk, life has to move on. She made up her mind that no one was ever going to know what happened, even her own mother.

Now that she is back home, she volunteers with her heart. She feels their pain. She knows how it is to be robbed off something that was not given off freely. She salutes the survivors who have lived to tell the tale. She feels the trauma of the young children, the pain they had to endure, the scars they have to remain with for the rest of their lives. Some as young as afew months old, their innocence robbed off by some psycho they will not know. They will see there is a difference in their lives but who can tell them what really happen to them.

And out of this story came this poem:

My heart is breaking
My heart bleeding
My heart is crying out
But no one sees
For I have put on a face
That says "Everything is all right"
How can I let it out
When I feel so ashamed
I feel dirty and used
How can I speak ou
twhen I cannot seem to accept
That It actually happened to me.
I choose to keep silent---for now
untill the right time for me comes to speak out
But as of the moment
I choose to help the others
I choose not to judge the survivors
But choose to support them.
I am a survivor
But silently crying.

image courtesy of http://www.survivors-haven.co.uk/aboutme.htm

BEAUTIFUL DISASTER

2007-06-22T12:26:00.000+03:00

We had only met once
but took he my breath away
Never before had I felt so good
Never felt so right
though he was not perfect
but he was a beautiful disaster.

He had ways
that i could not farthom
he never tried to change me
loved me for me
made me feel like a natural woman
such a beautiful disaster he was.

I cannot regret
the good times we had
I am glad that
I was able to share part of my life with you
my experience with you
was a beautiful disaster.

ALIVE

2007-06-21T14:22:00.000+03:00

you set my heart on fire
making me feel like a woman
not just any woman
a real woman
making me alive
i feel
like
i
could reach the sky
whenever you call for me
when you look at me
i drift away
filling me with love
bouncing back
forgetting my worries
my spirit takes flight
lord knows
you have stood by me
through the good
and the bad times
lord knows that
i am alive

MISPLACED

2007-06-20T15:31:00.000+03:00

there's a fire
that burns my soul
the desire that is touching me
like the sun
i do not want to walk away
so many signs
that are all wrong
and yet it feels so right
how then am i to stay
when my mind says "leave"
but my heart says "stay"

BRAND NEW JONES

2007-06-19T09:12:00.000+03:00

i like keeping it on
i have never had enough
i sleep with nothing on
becuase i am always burning up
and i can go on nobody even knows when i crack up
or go sane
or insane
its my thing alone
i should just save time
its a beautiful thing
life passing by
and loving it
its my thing alone
i can write on for hours
and it will never be the same
its my thing alone

I WONDER

2007-06-18T09:18:00.000+03:00

I lived a life but nothing
I've gained
Each day I'm full of sorrow and pain
No one seems enough for poor me
To give me a word of sympathy
Wonder what will the end be
Wonder what will become of poor me

No father to guide,
no mother to care
Must bear my troubles all alone
Not even a brother to help me share this burden
I must bear alone
Wonder what will the end be
Wonder what will become of poor me

I'm sittin' and thinkin' of the days gone by
They fills my heart with pain
I'm too weak to stand and too strong to lie
But I'm forgettin' it all in vain
I've travelled and wandered almost everywhere
To get a little joy from life
Still I've gained but worries and despair
Still struggling in this world of strife
Wonder what will the end be
Wonder what will become of poor me

PS for the fathers out there in the blogging world Happy Father's day.

YOU CHANGED

2007-06-15T11:48:00.000+03:00

I've an awfully feeling
That this thought that's been a stealin through my brain
Is not to be ignored
But to really tell the truth
Though I'm not a well known sleuth
I honestly believe that you are bored
You've changed
That sparkle in your eyes is gone
Your smile is just a careless yawn
You're breaking my heart
You've changed
Your kisses now are so blase
You're bored with me in every way
I can't understand
You've changed
You've forgotten the words, "I love you"
Each memory that we've shared
You ignore every star above you
I can't realise you've ever cared
You've changed
You're not the angel
I once knew
No need to tell me what we're through
It's all over now
You've changed

inspired by Klara in being single again

ENJOYING LIFE

2007-06-12T15:41:00.000+03:00

One thing about enjoying life is about accepting yourself. You cannot preach to anyone about love if you do not love yourself. You cannot talk about self esteem when you don't have none. You cannot talk about courage, strength etc when you do not posses all that. Accept yourself unconditionally for others to accept you. That way you can enjoy life to the fullest.

Anyway moving on swiftly I know that this is way overdue but what the heck. Its all about the safari sevens. Yes i was quite disappointed when Fiji pulled out in this year's series but all the same it was good and it seems like the Safari is getting better and better and teams wanting to be the top for hunting down the ball. For once they erected another teracces making it look better and having mingi camps like the Tusker camp who were the hecklers (mostly odieros), the korogocho camp who were just there, the russian camp where they were totally being roasted due to the sun and of course where I was, the privilaged babylonians where by food and drinks were flowing. Anyhu I was thoroughly disappointed with the loss of Kenyans hata kama they got the shield cup, kuna vile they would have gotten a better trophy. A team that jazzed me sana was the japanesse team where they had twins playing Suzuki and Sato Takashi, other than that Kudos to the Shujaa team, they did great.

THEY JUST CAN'T

2007-06-11T08:15:00.000+03:00

The way you sip your tea;
The memory of all that.
they can't take that away from me.
The way your smile just beams;
The way you sing off key;
The way you haunt my dreams.
they can't take that away from me.
We may never, never meet again
On on the bumpy road to love.
Still I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife;
The way we danced 'til three;
The way you've changed my life.
they can't take that away from me.
The way you wear your hat;
The way you sip your tea
;The memory of all that.
No, no, they can't take that away from me.

TEACH ME

2007-06-07T14:43:00.000+03:00

Teach me tonight
Did you see that I've got a lot to learn?
Well don't think
I'm trying not to learn,
Since this is the perfect spot to learn - teach me tonight!

Let's start with the ABC of it,
Roll right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it,
Teach me tonight!

The sky's a blackboard high above you,
If a shooting star goes by
,I'll use that star,
to write I love you,
A thousand times across the sky.
Come on and teach me tonight.
Teach me......please teach me tonight!

YOU NEVER WILL

2007-05-28T08:01:00.000+03:00

Do nothing till you hear from me,
Pay no attention to what's said
Why one should tear the seam
Of anyone's dreamIs over my head

Do nothing till you hear from me,
At least consider our romance
If you should take the word
Of others you've heardI haven't a chance

True,
I've been seen with someone new
But does that mean that I'm untrue?
While we're apart,
The words in my heart
Reveal how I feel about you
Some kiss may cloud my memory
And other arms may hold a thrill
But please do nothing
Till you hear it from me
And you never will

BLOGGING

2007-05-24T11:29:00.000+03:00

Jana I met this pal of mine on the streets and I am glad that he's back to blogging, kuna vile I was missing him----kwa blog. One thing that we agreed totally is that blogging is very therapetic and addictive in every aspect. It helps you release what is going on in you and around you.

Don't you agree?

Anyway moving on swiftly, a few bloggers have caught me hooked on their blogs the first on the list is

Lioness- a must see
her poetry shikas the very mambo that is happening. She has a way of potraying the picture in actual via words. IF you have not read her works, please kwenda to her blog ASAP.

Extatic
One word--DEEP. Keep it up.

Klara
Portrays this bouncy gal who speaks out her heart.

Marazz
He's juad me since i was a tot. Its good to have you back to blogging.

NOTICED

2007-05-22T16:17:00.000+03:00

On January the 24th 2005 I got this mail from a very good friend of mine. Yaani it shikad me beyond the heart of my soul. I just hope my friend will not mind me sharing to the world and I hope they feel the same way too.

I'm looking at you with concern
My eyes see you but yet you seem unhappy
I'm prepared to wait on you and learn
About what things make you most happy.
I like your looks as well as your flow
You are to me nothing less than an angel
I try to understand you but I just don't seem to know
I like the intrigue that radiates from you everyday
Though I really desire to experience your every emotion
So that I am always in the know of what to say
Then I can work up a little love potion
And make sure to put you as my top priority
In the hope that you will be bombarded by the notion
That we are both in control and have all authority
And when you look up at the clear night and see
My jovial smile staring down at thee
And realize that as you look deeper into the essence of the night
You are relieved by thought that my love for you will never cause you fright.

RANDOMLY

2007-05-22T15:25:00.000+03:00

last week i was watching larry king interviewing the finalsits of DANCING WITH THE STARS and among them was none other than Laila Ali. The gal as sass, style and finesse that gives our Conje a run for his i mean her money. Mad contrast. Conje should get a few tips. Who knows when they meet, Laila will not have to get confused that she's fighting a jamaa.

si i have been taggged and its not funny at all. Thanks alot half and i have a major beef with you but here goes 7 major things that you do not know about Kipusa.

1. That I am a godmother to a beautifull one year old son ok he's 11 months turning one next month and on the same note i love children. One of my dreams is to have a global village, like Angelina Jolie.

2. I love to cook and eat it but hate to excersise and that does not mean im fat.

3. I am a major fun of football/soccer i tried playing it once and never worked for me and also i play basketball, hockey and table tennis.

4.I love to dance my heart out to any beat, any day, any time. Not that i am good dancer but who cares. I shake what God gave me.

5. I have a weakeness for chocolates. Any kind of chocolates, white, blue, black whatever it is i love it.

6. I have had only one breakup and never fallen in-love but someday i will and i really want to know what the fuss is all about.

7. I am a singer and just not any ameatuer singer but a professional one, just finished 2 of my latest singles and no its not about love or falling in love and speaking about love, napenda my family to death but of course they come second after my father in heaven.

so there you have it.

2007-05-22T09:43:00.000+03:00

Dear Lord,
I pray for wisdom to understand my man,
Love to forgive him
And Patience for his moods
Because Lord if I pray for Strength
I'll beat him to death.

NOBODY'S BIZNESS

2007-05-09T15:58:00.000+03:00

There is nothing I can do,
or nothing I can say
That folks don't criticize me
But I'm going to do just as I want to anyway
And don't care if they all despise me
If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean
Its nobody's bizness if I do,
If I go to church on Sunday
Sing the shimmy down on Monday
Its nobody's bizness if I do,
If my friend got no money
And I say "take all mine, honey"

2007-05-09T07:40:00.000+03:00

What a morning.

On my way to work I saw this fanta advert along Valley road and the lady in it was none other than my sister. I let out a silent scream. Finally after a long while the advert is out. Called her, she screamed on my phone nearly making me go deaf. Atleast one her dreams has come to pass.

MOSSI

2007-05-03T12:21:00.000+03:00

her smile was full of sunshine and had energy time bomb
she was bouncy, joyful and radiated positive energy
good spirited that rubbed off on even the most depressed people.
she was never the one to be dull at any moment

her beauty reflected from her inside to the outside
she had the most beautiful set of pipes and cords to have graced the earth
you missed out if you didn't hear her sing "I'm so alone...I'm so afraid..."

she was so bright its amazing
she could make best friends out of the worst enemies
even if she could throw stones
she was still down to earth
she could make the dark days bright
cold days warm and the dull days sunny
she was definately loud.
no one would get bored around her.

Its hard to give up the thiings we love most
but there comes a time
when you have to let go

Rest in Peace Mossi

SCATTER BRAIN

2007-04-27T13:12:00.000+03:00

It's amazing how we manage to bring about exactly what we fear in life by trying so hard to prevent it. It's like when you're driving a car and you tell yourself not to steer across the white line; but if you concentrate too hard on the white line, the next thing you know you cross it.

when you grow old you will regret things you did not do not what you did

hardwork the kind that you sweat and clears the head and heals the soul

the hardest thing in the world is to watch what hurting the ones we love has done to them it takes real courage to face that

Why is it that you don't realize what you had until you lose it?... I keep thinking about all the good times and wondering why we let the problems get so out of hand

NIGHT SKY

2007-04-27T11:51:00.000+03:00

looking into the nights sky
peaceful
no fear
the beautiful soundsof the night critters
the sky so clear
the stars so bright
the half moon so beautiful
even in my stormy weather
the night sky gives me a sense of peace

2007-04-26T10:29:00.000+03:00

There's nothing i love like reading books. At least every week I read a book or something that is an added value to my knowledge, reducing my stupidity. I usually have the book of the month and the book of the week. My book of the month is THE ART OF WAR by Sun Tzu and the book of the week is THE NAKED TRUTH by Lakita Garth-Wright.

KUVAMIWA

2007-04-23T10:53:00.000+03:00

I have always heard about thugs come in a large number terrorize the family and leave the family in distrought. Kuna vile I had such kind of incident happen to my family sometime last week. I am still recovering from the shock. No one was hurt but my family did not believe it at all.

We were home watching a movie. It was way past 9:30pm and my mom had not fikad yet. The rain was pouring as if there was no tomorrow. One of my younger sister's was taking tea to the watchmen as we normally do. Then kidogo, my sister checks in with this tall dude, and an AK47 on his hand. I thought I was actually watching a movie. This dude with a flawless english was telling us to relax, then another thug went into the kitchen, and came back Immediately, they started asking us where our parents were no one answered. Now this dude with the gun asked me where our parents are, and i told them that they are not in and that there is no one upstairs, then they asked for our phones, my fortunately was upstairs so they did not get it. Meanwhile my brother was in his room which is down stairs was chucked from the room and his phone was taken and Kshs. 40. Kidogo the rest checked in, the rest of the gang checked in. They were 7 of them in total, 4 of the with Ak47. My heart cried out for God and even before I malizad my prayer, they left. No one was hurt and all this happened in a span of less than 10 minutes.

REFUGE

2007-04-19T09:42:00.001+03:00

I know that i can reach for you
when its cold outside
with you there is no more clouds
no more rain
the storms of life are kept aside
becuase you give me peace
with you everything is alright
yeah sometimes peace is hard to find
but when i think of you
you restore my faith
giving me warmth on the inside
everything is alright with you

HANDS OF TIME

2007-04-18T12:45:00.000+03:00

how did i ever let you slip away from me
im sinking
sinking deeply
never to rise again
you still could be mine
if i could only
turn back the hands of time
but then
i should not keep on suffering
spilt milk that i cannot pick after
life has to go on
without you

TOO MUCH HEAVEN

2007-04-18T11:04:00.000+03:00

ive got alot of love in store
it flows through me and so much more
i can see beyond forever
where everything will never die
love is such a beautiful thing
it does not mean that you have that
special someone to know what i mean
just the thought that there's someone
who loves you for you
being there for you
and not making it a dream that will fade away
or like a season that passes us by
the kind of love that makes you feel loved
and you looked loved
the kind that brings joy
the kind that you cannot tell
night from day
making you feel precious
love that is like a light from above
the kind of love that is as wide as a river
one that is hard to cross over
the kind that never fades away

LIFE IV

2007-04-17T08:32:00.000+03:00

Now who said that life is fair?
Life is never fair .
Life does not care if you are young or old, rich or poor.
Life doesn't matter if you have a degree or a high school diploma.
Life does not care if you are the president, the pauper, the doctor, the student or whatever you are.
Life does not care if you are the mother, father, sister, brother, friend or child.
Yeah life is good but just for a moment.
Life is good when you have the money
It is good if you are content with yourself.
It is good if you have the peace of mind and you are at peace with yourself.
Choose how you want to live your life
But life ain't fair at all

GENTLY,GOODBYE

2007-04-16T16:20:00.000+03:00

Just a few hours ago I received a message that a husband of my collegue passed on through a tragic road accident. I know how it is to loose a loved one tragically, suddenly but I pray to God that she will pull through this sudden grief.

My love…my life,
we’ve been partners in this game for so long.
We are one player.
We have tolerated so many quirks in one another for so long…
Can we even name the quirks now?
We’ve laughed together,
wept together,
fought together,
parented together,
as husband and wife.
Now I see the life ebbing slowly from your being.
My heart is breaking…
I can’t lose you.
How can I go on without you?
I know you are waiting for me.
We will again be united in love with our Father in heaven.

IF.....

2007-04-16T13:38:00.000+03:00

May be i love
maybe don't
I could have treated you good
i may have made you feel second best
then I am not sorry
but you are always on my mind
i could not have held you
on thos lonely nights
i would have never told you that you are in my mind
little things that i should have said and done
but you are in my heart
i wish i could tell you
about this sweet love
i wish i could have one more chance

NILIBANJUKA

2007-04-16T12:43:00.000+03:00

My weekend was a blast and it all started on friday. I had a day off and a date that afternoon with a friend who had just moved to a new house so I was busy helping my pal unpacking. After long hours being on my feet, i had a foot massage. I have never experienced anything like that. I went to sleep even before my other foot was treated the same like the other.

Anyway sato was a busy day for me. I had a meeting that morning with chizi and later in the afternoon I was all set to go for a concert by the African Children's Choir. These kids are amazing despite the fact they are orphans. They danced and sung to all types of african and western music. The energy they displayed was far too much. Their motto is "Helping Africa’s most vulnerable children today, so they can help Africa tomorrow”

But of course there were curtain raisers who were esther wahome, Zaidi ya muziki which comprises of jogg c and gospel fathers last but not least rufftone.

More info about these incredible souls please click on the icon

BACK IN THE DAY

2007-04-13T13:13:00.000+03:00

Back in my day us kids did not have much say. Mother was the one who had the last word. When she semad jump you ask how high while in midair. Challenging her on any issue especialy school was unfathomable and so to school I went through hail and gale. The only negotiations was on the number of vibokos I should pata on my behinds when I was on the wrong hata kama it was my siblings mistakes, I patad the first whip then my siblings got the rest. The irony. But even then the negotiations where conducted at high decibles as I scremed for mercy each time the belt met my behind. Times have changed. Nowadays kids are rarely whipped. Kids of today own mobile phones that their parents top up so that they can ongea bila ubaguzi and sambaza themselves kila mahali. My day there was the landline where calls where monitered by my protective mother and it had better not be a boy calling, thinking of members of the opposite sex was taboo.Today many parents pray that their kids don't come home and announce that he ir she is gay after watching TV.

Speaking of Tv,we did not need it to keep us busy. We were not allowed to turn on the black and white thing that showed pictured on half the screen due to age. Our Prents controlled t he times it came on. So we spent the day out in the fields running up and down with cousins. Leo the Tv are the babysitters as a result we have a mass production of couch potatoes.

Back in the day our lives were closely monitered by strict parents. It was unheard of to just go abiut town meeting friends even for lunch or a movie. Mum wanted to know where we were at all times, whom we hanged out with and insisted on meeting their parents. This ensured that we avoided bad company.

On fashion I had no much say on that.There were no tank and hispters to flaunt what you got and even if they were there, then still we did not have much say to that matter becuase a girl had to be decent. Mum chose our clothes and decided on what we were to wear going to church. It mattered little what we like and did not like. We simply obeyed. Back then earings were worn by girls only. Recently I saw a 2yr old boy with a pierced ear.

When mom cooked arrowroots, githeri and matoke its becuase she wanted you to eat healthy. If you didn't like what she served, you ate it anyway or suited yourself by going to bed hungry. There were no dial-a-pizza option. We had no choice but to grow up healthy. But as far as I am concerned I turned up alright.

BELIEVER

2007-04-12T10:23:00.000+03:00

Life is what you make it
at least thats what they say
I did not think that i will make it
or see my dreams some day
i am so inspired by my destiny
I dream like a champion
i breath like a champion
my wings are getting stronger
i fly more stronger
i cannot wait any longer
I am a believer
i know i can make it
no matter what they say.

THAT DAY

2007-04-10T11:16:00.000+03:00

Pray for the day to come
that day there will be no more clouds
stars will rise and winds will blow
and you will give me warmth inside
becuase you will be on my side

I will see the sun more clearly
rainy days will be gone
Everything will be alright
You will ease my mind
restore my faith
Everything will be alright

2007-04-10T10:39:00.000+03:00

There those few special moments that one gets to spend with family and friends. The past weekend was a blast for me. I went out camping with friends and two of my younger brothers. Before I left one of my sister's wrote this poem for me.

I will light candles of joy
despite all sadness.

I will light candles of hope
where despiar keeps watch

I will light candles of courage
for fear ever present

I will light candles of peace
for tempest tossed days

I will light candles of grace
to ease heavy burdens

I will light candles of love
to inspire daily living

I will light candles to burn
all the year long

2007-03-30T11:54:00.000+03:00

Frustrations.

Depends on what kind of frustrations we are talking about here. It could be a gal, a boy, mom, dad,child,friend etc. Ama just things in general like pesa, love, relationships, work etc.

As for me I have been through that and stil going through that. How come we go through frustrations and yet we do not even think about it. But when you are depressed wolololo the whole world knows it.

when frustrated I through anything that is on sight and my poor phone has beared the brunt of my frustraions. Being a designer and coming up woth creative innovations in short time drives me to the edge but there is nothing as worse as having a boss who frustrates you.

I had one and I called her Jezebel. One woman who made me so mad that I could chew bricks. She had just finished grad school and well the job she got was that she became my boss. Worse she was only 2 yrs older (found out the day i quit) than me but she could pass for a 35 yrs old. Anway she was the epitome of rudeness.There was nothing you could tell her. She could yell giving the amazon queen a run for her money. Everymorning I dreaded going to work becuase of her. Kuna vile she thought that I was running on energizer. My senior boss was the total opposite of Jezebel. He was the CEO and very friendly. He was the black version of Richard Branson. Jezebel is the female version of Donald Trump (but she makes donald look nicer). The day that I was fed up I told her off and that was the day I quit. She told that I will not get far, but the almighty had other plans for me. Now I am her boss in different enviroment. I dare not revenge because vengence is not mine. Yes I feel on top of the world but kuna watu I have to oversee huko chini.

2007-03-30T10:17:00.000+03:00

I'm still standing
I did not crawl into this earth
I was born for a purpose
He's hit me with his best shot
and I've bounced back
You cannot keep me down
But by the grace of God
I'm still standing.

HOUSE HUSBAND

2007-03-16T14:55:00.000+03:00

Recently I did a survey on house husband and well I got some responses and here are some of it.

hell no!!!!its like cutting off your balls and handing over to your wife...

In reponse to your survey, i would say no because it is my parental and social obligation to cater to the needs of my family not just by being a loving and caring husband and father but by also supporting them financially. I wouldn't find any value when in calling myself a man yet i can't feed my family. I would much rather have both of us working or just me working in that case than to have her carry the burden of breadwinning. Even if i brought one shilling and she brought a hundred shillings to the table, i would find it much better than bringing home nothing.

That is not imaginable

hell yea..i will stay home

God created a man and the earth and he said it wasgood, what next? he `made' the woman to help the man,So what is this business of such survey.The answer is No. If the issue is cos of the children,then she should hire a nuny to take care of them afterall she is working.

NO.
The man should be the provider and the woman to support the husband. Going to work is to part of providing and and staying at home is part of support.

So if you are a man and reading this blog whats your take?

JUST FOR A WHILE

2007-03-02T14:41:00.000+03:00

Tuesday the 27th February was my last day I did my production for radio---for a while. I called it quits due to major differences I had with the Head of Section of radio.

I cannot deny that it has given me a great exposure in media and what it entails and I guess I can call it fate becuase next week I am going for a voice over test with one of the major radio staions in town. I hope all goes well.

VALS

2007-02-20T16:51:00.000+03:00

I have ever had a valentine's nightmare when I was in high school.

I was in form three and then I was the school hockey captain. Now there was this ka-boy from njoro boys whose name has eludedme. I cannot remember how we met, its all blurry. Anyhu, it was one of those hot days and Naks once its hot, you cannot stop the sun from burning. Clearly love was in the air that day. But this dude once their truck pulled in, he was hot on my heels.I was not able to shake him and I realized that I could not do this alone so during lunch break I announced to my girls onmy predicament. They vowed to protect me that day and wherever I went there were there for me. But the best part was that thedude saw that he could not get through me and the next thing that he did that still makes me laugh to this day and would have made Wangari maathi proudis that the dude actully cried - against a tree - . He was the talk of my hockey team and every vals I cannot help but drink one on him for making a very big fool of himself.

Anyway my second valentines incident whuch was quite funny to me happened in 2001. I was still new at my place of work and anyway it was valentines day andmy good friend Pete (R.I.P) called me up to find put if I was free which I was. He picked me up and we went to this place that was full of other Quins players, it was one of my best vals ever that I had that had no mushy stuff going on, one guy actually threw his phone through the window of a busthinking its a matchbox.

Sadly, I can no longer celebrate valentines. Instead of wearing red, pink or blue, I am in all black or all white. That is another story for another day.

FIRE

2007-02-20T16:50:00.000+03:00

As a child I was one very curious cat. I would try kila kitu that caught my eye. And just thinking about it, its funny howI am still alive. Back in my day we used to play cha mama and cha baba. we would get mkebe's from the bin, kwanza for bluebandand we made sure that the blueband was still there kidogo but not dirty (so dumb we were, thank God we had no idea about germs then)anyhu, we stole mboga's, salt,vibiriti's and viazi. We even made partions for a house i.e the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and thesitting room. Anyway we actually got around to cook food and worse we ate, we would abandon that get to another game and it went on. Of course we had alot of competitions among us and especially if one had a car and the other would not have, ama ifone had a telly and the other did not have and the best part if you one who dressed well and held the best party, you werethe Otero for the estate, and of course in every esto hakukosi bully and where I was there was no exception and whenever I see themI wonder why I was so afraid of them. And there was the handsome one that every girl wanted and that beauty the boys wanted.

Anyway back to my curiousity. It got me into trouble but no one knew that I did it.
It was a sunday afternoon, I was in class one and my aunt and uncle were around. I was so bored and there was no one to playwith. So I saw some matches in the kitchen and stole them. I went to the guest room. And started playing with the matches in theguest room. I got bored lighting the matches and watching it burn. So I decided to light the mattress and at the same time naturecalled. I forgot all about the lighted mattress. I spent ample time in the toilet aka ECR (Executive Chambers Resereved ) and while still doing my thing I had commotion and I wondered what was going on. I decided to finish my biz and at the sametime my maama calling me frantically. When I emerged from the ECR, My dad scooped me and took me outside. The fire brigadehad already arrived (those days they were fast), kumbe the room was in flames, no one suspected it was me. I have never beenso afraid in my life.

Man those were the days.

UNDERSTANDING WOMEN

2007-02-12T08:57:00.000+03:00

You want = You want

We need = I want

It’s your decision = The correct decision should be obvious by now.

Do what you want = You’ll pay for this later.

We need to talk = I need to complain

Sure... go ahead = I don’t want you to.

I’m not upset = Of course I’m upset, you moron!

You’re ... so manly = You need a shave and you sweat a lot.

I’m not emotional! And I’m not overreacting! = I’m on my period.

Be romantic, turn out the lights. = I have flabby thighs.

This kitchen is so inconvenient = I want a new house.

I want new curtains = and carpeting, and furniture, and wallpaper.....

I need wedding shoes = the other 40 pairs are the wrong shade of white.

Hang the picture there = NO, I mean hang it there!

I heard a noise = I noticed you were almost asleep.

Do you love me? = I’m going to ask for something expensive.

How much do you love me? = I did something today you’re really not going to like.

I’ll be ready in a minute. = Kick off your shoes and find a good game on T.V.

Is my butt fat? = Tell me I’m beautiful.

You have to learn to communicate. = Just agree with me.

Are you listening to me!? = [Too late, you’re dead.]

Yes = No

No = No

Maybe = No

I’m sorry. = You’ll be sorry.

Do you like this recipe? = It’s easy to fix, so you’d better get used to it.

Was that the baby? = Why don’t you get out of bed and walk him until he goes to sleep.

I’m not yelling! = Yes I am yelling because I think this is important.

All we’re going to buy is a soap dish = It goes without saying that we’re stopping at the
cosmetics department, the shoe department, I need to look at a few new pocket books, and OMIGOD those pink sheets would look great in the bedroom and did you bring your checkbook?
(The answer to "What’s wrong?")

The same old thing = Nothing

Nothing = Everything

Everything = My PMS is acting up

Nothing, really = It’s just that you’re such an asshole

I don’t want to talk about it = Go away, I’m still building up steam

MY DAY OUT

2007-02-08T08:14:00.000+03:00

Jana I had the opportunity to spend the whole day at one of the army base and it was an experience I would never forget. I have grown up in the circles but never seen how the whole shizzle works. I have this pal of mine, same age as me.

It all started at 0830hrs I was picked up and went straight to the garrison. There I was shown to Madam's office as she is refered to. She is the paymaster and highly respected. She holds the rank of 1st Lieutenant. Everywhere we went people were just saluting her--others old enough to be her father. This made me realize the kind of power we hold in our hands and how we handle it becuase Gi Jane as she is saved on my phone book does not have any airs at all. She is so down to earth and one person who gets along with kila mtu no matter what rank you hold. Be it an askari ama afande, she treats them with equal respect.

Also it made me think how God created people with various reasons. Thats why I am a computer specialists and not an army Lieutenant. Just to think about it I do not even know if I would have even survived the basic training that goes on for nine months.

So whatever powers/talents/gifts you have at your disposal be sure to handle in a manner that glorifies God.

2007-01-25T12:49:00.000+03:00

Juzi while watching news, I saw the most shocking thing i have ever seen or heard---gays and lesbians of World Social Forum matching in Nairobi. I only see this happen in foreign countries but not Kenya. And it got me wondering, kwani this particular group just chill for this kind of thing to tendeka so that they can appear, but also on the other hand, gayism and lesbianism is not a new thing in Kenya. There are clubs that cater fot such people. But the place where it is all open and do not hide the fact they are apart of this group is Costo. I was quite surprised as to how they were so open about it. Try that in Nairobi--jijazie. Who knows maybe there is an association here in Kenya and hakuna mtu ambaye anajua.

THE UNFORSEEN

2007-01-22T15:42:00.000+03:00

Twenty minutes went by and I wondered what kept you so long,

Half an hour, forty five minutes?

I wondered what kind of a jam you were in.

Went home in a huff and puff

Mad for keeping me "parking"

The next day went by and I did not see you

in our usual place,

Thought you had other things to do

Two days went by

You never picked my calls or sms

I wondered what was wrong

Went over your place

Your mother told me with a tear on her eye

And I was told you were gone

And never coming back again

I never thought it would be this soon,

Having rides on your "BECKY"

The invites we had and enjoyed

The food we enjoyed at the court

and most of all the gap on your teeth.

Your huge frame will be missed

Wild, real stories that made me realise

The kind of world we live in

You made things a whole lot realer than anybody else

You spoke your mind, with bits of wisdom.

Just like a passing wind you came

And now you are gone.

Rest in peace Big Joe

THIS TIME....

2007-01-16T07:58:00.000+03:00

There's a life that I am meant to lead,
Alive like nothing
I have ever known.
I can feel it and it's far from here.
I've got to find it on my own.
Even now I feel its heat upon my skin:
A life of passion that
Pulls me from within.
A life that I am aching to begin.
There must be somewhere I can be
Astonishing..."

Sometimes doing the very thing you want/need/have to do doesn’t give you all the results you want, but if you do what you know in your heart is the right thing, in the end, could it really be wrong?

"Bit by bit, putting it together.
Piece by piece,
working out the vision night and day.
All it takes is time and perseverance
And a little luck along the way."

THANKS FOR 2006

2006-12-05T16:32:00.000+03:00

Where did the year go? Suddenly it is November and nearly December......again - and we realize that with giant strides we started in January and within a blink of an eye, 2006 is on its back!
A big "Thank You" to each and everyone of you, for the huge impact you had on my life this year. Especially for all the support and e-mails I received.......without you, I'm sure that 2006 would have been extremely boring.

From my side I wish you all a magical Festive Season filled with Loving Wishes and Beautiful Thoughts.

May 2007 mark the beginning of a Tidal Wave of Love, Happiness and Bright Futures.

And to those who need someone special, may you find that true love
To those who need money, may your finances overflow
To those who need caring, may you find a good heart
To those who need friends, may you meet lovely people
To those who need life, may you find GOD
Merry Christmas and a Prosperous New Year!

KONDI KONDO0

2006-11-23T13:35:00.000+03:00

Have you ever pandad a mat and you are wondering to yourself whether the makanga's have brains ama they leave them at home in a safe or in a microwave? Check this: You board the mat with this ka main squeeze of yours Numeric ID: 000001... and not User Name "Mpenzi wangu".... so of course after kadhaa meters, the kondi asks you for your fare... Kon: "We! pesa!... pesa hapo nyuma!" You: "ngapi gari?" you ask Kon: "Gari ni 35, kwani haujui?" so you swing the bugger 70 bob. Kon: "Hii ni ya watu ngapi?" he asks bila thinking. You are muttering to yourself and you want to shout "Watu saba!!!", but you are polite so you say humbly) "watu wawili" (Meanwhile you have LEFT JUSTIFIED your main squeeze and you've wekad {} around her with your arms... you are busy sending her kadhaa bytes via her port 110 (as in u've linked up seriously)...then the jinga kondi shouts) Kon: "Unalipia nani?" (So of course you are mad, because unless his display drivers are not working, then he has no RAM... coz I mean, how the herro does the fera expect u to cuddle someone who will later pay for her self!... so in a fit of anger you say) You: "Nakulipia wewe, dere na huyo msee amekaa side ya right ya dere!!!!!! THOT you should know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KIPUSA

2006-11-16T11:35:00.000+03:00

I have been asked several times why I love this name. Well the things is that the first time I heard it is when I was watching Lion King and and Kivuli's daughter's name was Kipusa and instantly I fell in love and later on watching discovery there was this lioness her name was Savannah and her daughter, Kipusa.

So for those who have been in wonderment, Kipusa means alot of things and it goes way back in time i.e during our grandparents forefathers and back then it meant something totally different in other parts of the country notebly Zanzibar and Tanzania.

Read below and get more knowledge on the name.

Kipusa refers to a highly valued woman. The term originally refers to the horn of a rhinoceros that has a high commercial value and is rare. Kipusa is often the mistress of a married man. Because the relationship is socially disapproved and
maintained in secrecy, the man values his mistress more than his wife.

I am not married and neither am I a mistress to anyone.

Also "Kipusa" is a bony outgrowth that is not fully grown on a rhino's head. This tusk is highly valued among many communities in the world. It is believed that among the many uses of such a horn, it contains medicinal value. Some communities even hold as true charges that a rhino's horn is a powerful love potion that a small dose sends the user feeling horny. This belief could easily account for the rarity with which rhinos are found all over the world, and efforts made to preserve the animals from being extinct through poaching.

TIME OUT

2006-11-15T18:51:00.000+03:00

Sometimes in life one has to take some time out and reflect on their life and see if they are heading on to the right direction. I just did that today. My alarm clock went off and was like "ahhhhhhhhh I am not going to work today its time out day" and of course I had to have an excuse. Its never wrong just that sometimes one must take some time out and have a realty check.

THE LUHYA MAN

2006-11-10T08:03:00.000+03:00

I have quite a number of luyha friends and just the other day I got this and ound it really funny so jienjoy and if you are a luyha man..no pun intended.

You should be sure the person is a luhya when he:

Gets stabbed in a shoot out.
Sends a fax with a postage stamp on it.
Tries to drown a fush in water.
Thinks socialism means partying.
Takes a ruler to bed to see how long he slept.
At the bottom of the application where it says "Sign here" he puts "Sagittarius".
Studies for a blood test and fails.
Sells the car for gas money.
Misses the 44 bus and takes the 22 twice instead.
Drives to the airport and sees a sign that said "Airport Left", he turns around and goes home.
Gets locked in a furniture shop and sleeps on the floor.
How do you get a Luyha on the roof? Tell him the drinks are on the house.

WACHANA NAYE

2006-11-03T12:56:00.000+03:00

This poem is to a very close dude of mine who broke up with his dudette and well its to y'all "losers"

Don't cry man let her go,

You got to realize this is the wind-up,

You're gonna feel much better once you made your mind up.

So you lost your gal,

it's happened many times before,

So you sit and mope like a dope,

what's that good for,

Get a hold of yourself,

forget her, you lived long before you met her.

There're lots of other girls,

so I say,

Don't cry, man, let her go,

Take a look around and see just what you're missing,

You'll soon forget your troubles, if you'd only listen.

So don't cry, man, let her go.