tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-230983632011-07-28T20:23:19.220+01:00mental meanderings of a multifarious simpleton!mama shadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029271329854851157noreply@blogger.comBlogger781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23098363.post-72002150412659986382010-03-19T07:00:00.001Z2010-03-19T07:00:03.943Z

Another great one from Just A BandThese guys are taking creative concepts to the next level! May people be encouraged to get down and get fresh

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ToneSo I've been treating myself to some eye candy. Currently being inspired by a guy called Tone.I can hardly find any information about him or his techniques which is mildly frustrating.But you can check out his website at http://

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Kenyans are pretty dramatic and being away made me forget how interesting Kenyans can be: Amidst the bra clinics (I'm sceptical about these by the way); rioting high schoolers; the random guy who was being charazwad by a mob off kenyatta avenue; 300 (or more) flats that seem to have popped up everywhere; the gossiping watchmen at the gate; the weird topics on radio; Kencell changing its name yet

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I think I'm a little bit sadeither that or I'm hungryor maybe its a little bit of both...Sigh

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I came across this and thought I'd put it up for those amongst you who are so inclinedThe African Photo Entrepreneur Programme is specifically aimed at growing photo entrepreneurs who can compete on the global stage in terms of photo production and market savvy. Launched ahead of the 2010 FIFA World Cup, the programme will be run in South Africa in the latter half of 2008 and represents an

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I like being busy. I like being involved.I..I...I...Today I read this:" 'The press of busyness is like a charm....it reaches out seeking always to lay hold of ever younger victims so that childhood or youth are scarcely allowed the quiet and the retirement in which the eternal may unfold a divine growth.' The truth is as much as we complain about it we are drawn to hurry . It makes us feel

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I have a new hairstyle!and its soooo not me.Its all funky afro diva-ish. Hence the title of my post.Black cotton!Although I like the sound of that title; It would have been my title regardless of whether I was or was not rocking this gadget on my head.Yesterday I happened on a random clip of Beyonce and they were talking about her alter ego Sasha (MPD anyone?). In keeping with my new hair, it may

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Just-A-Band ...If you haven't already , then you surely need to check out these guys. Amazing stuff! Kenyans doing their thing!http://www.just-a-band.comhttp://www.just-a-band.com/blog/index.phpThey've just come out with an album called Scratch to Reveal ,as you'll see on their site and blog. Buy it, buy it, buy it!Here is a sample of their work. Enjoy! Iwinyo Piny-Just-A-Band

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Today at church the speaker spoke of a trip she made to the Sinai peninsula last year. Their guide was a man called Howard. 'Oward (as he was known) is a Bedouin. Interesting.How many Bedouins are there ,out there , called Howard? He may have changed his name for their benefit though, for ease of pronunciation(or whatever). In fact quite a large number of Chinese people adopt English names on

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Africa what’s your story, Where is your king, Where is your glory, A land so rich yet torn, So filled with laughter and scorn, Watoto wanavimbwa na hasira, Upo enzini, huku kimya,Teleza, teleza, Jirani anauliwa, We stand and heave a sigh. I'm a witness,we're grinning, The world is spinning, ooooh , we’re winning! With no surprise , we shield our eyes, No peeks...black dye

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This may be a departure from my regular content, but I just had to get the word out!If you're a responsible driver and trying to find a way out of the terrible traffic jams in the city as well as save a little on fuel consumption...I suggest you get in touch with these guys. They're cool,professional, run a good business and are men of integrity...yes, I'm unashamedly marketing, but it is true.If

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My sister sometimes describes me as artsy. But she's my sister, bias is encouraged. A friend of mine describes herself as and artist trapped in the mind/body of a scientist (or was it the other way round) ...Anyway, sometimes I do wonder about being 'artistic'. You see I can spend inordinate amounts of time drawing things and writing random things (I even have a blog) . I love cloth and colour

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'In rural Madagascar access to market centers has been restricted by lack of roads , and the government has had few resources for road building or maintenance. With assistance from international donors the government has developed partnerships with local community organization and commercial road construction firms to create and maintain hundreds of kilometers of rural roads . In the

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Everyone has their bath time routine. Where you hang your towel, where you discard your clothes, where you put your soap, how hot you like the water, how high the shower head should be, window closed, window open...and so on, and so forth right?So when you're sharing a house with 4 others, theres bound to be some turf wars. I'm currently engaged in a battle that I must win! You see, one of my

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I never realized how much I don't like writing essays!! Writing for me is more enjoyable when I don't have to bother backing up what I say. Maybe this is why I blog and bother my friends with long emails basically about nothing.I guess sometimes what is needed is an escape from always having to prove something. This is why I'll probably never be an academic or politician (not like Kenyan

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fashionista!That word eh...I need to vent just a little bitIts probably no wonder that I came across the quote I mentioned in my previous post. God was trying to keep me focused. But people keep asking me why I don't wear enough makeup;I remember with fondness the days when Vaseline on the lips was enough of a fashion statement. Other ones ask me whether I've lost weight,If I'm planning on

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“Beauty connotes humanity. We call a natural object beautiful because we see that its form expresses fitness, the perfect fulfillment of function.”Theodore Cook

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Yesterday was one of those days that took on this weird, diaphanous quality. Don't know why. Then again my imagination has the uncanny ability of coming up with the ridiculous. I've noticed it in my occasional love affair with daydreams and the many moments I've found myself battling with wishful thinking .To top it off I'm a closet romantic .Sigh. So it is safe to assume that given the

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Voice.Kenyans are talking, texting, facebooking, emailing,blogging, writing, singing, saying....And whats it all about; change,inspiration, despair, doubt, anger , name it.At the end of the day, whether they realize it or not,time has been spent on the desire to be heard and you know what, its great!After all, let them who have ears listen right?Well, I'm feeling kind of frustrated, cause I'm

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'humpty dumpty sat on the wall , humpty dumpty had a great fall'Sigh... I'm not going to bother dissecting the rhyme. What I'm wondering is why it jumped into my mind when I decided to let myself think of the events of last week.I understate when I say it was not the best of weeks for some.Its interesting though, the way some of us remain chronically hopeful. Am I one such woman?I'd like to

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gawsh...blogger still works!otherwise....I'ts 11pm and I'm putting off work thats terribly important because...because...because, this is the logic that prevails in my person at this time of night or (cough)most of the time.random thoughts floating around in my head...-i think bobby womack isnt too bad!quite groovy. My friend on the other hand is going to a 'jimmy eat world concert'..who?!or am I

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hmmm,.....I've been away!That might even be a mild understatement.So today, I thought that in the spirit of good manners ,I would write something on my blog,see if I've missed it and also to say hi to you peeps.Yes, all of you there in cyberspace.I'm sure I've missed a lot on some of your blogs.Now, where to start.heh, so much has happened since I last wrote, top of the list being that

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My bed is falling apart! All its legs are kaput, and it tends to swing from side to side .So when time for bed fikas, its all about finesse.No somersaulting into the bed nowadays…sigh. The landlord knows about these my tribulations lakini he is procrastination incarnate and so won’t do jack until we leave. Plus there are like 50 other things he has to fix in the house, so what’s a bed!Anyway…So

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I’ve been tagged! Courtesy of egm and so there’s mild excitement in the brain. However, how to go about finding revelations is the question.Eh let's see...1. I’m the 6th born in a family of 7 kids, 4 years younger than my bro and 8 years older than my small sis. I still wonder what type of family planning strategy that was. Anywho, I was a cute baby; cheeks were round, skin soft, nywele’s timam,

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walala!wonders never cease!ive really chekad!talk about dedication. shes made my day!

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You’re a mute. One day as you’re minding you’re business, you see a run-away trolley with five people aboard hurtling down a track leading to a cliff. You can see their tiny faces squeezed up against the window. Eyes round, mouths open in silent screams, hands frantically waving, tears streaming....you can smell their fear.Nooooooo!you say!(or rather you think, remember, youre a mute)Surprise ,

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Now at home the only time I actually encountered a mad man was in a jav on the way to Westlands. As usual since temperatures were huko stifling, I was sitting next to the window ,my blouse flapping in the breeze, my mind far away. So we made a stop and some guy enters , has a mild conversation with the conductor and then sits by me.At this point my mind is still meandering. Just when the

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A pal sent me this today and I really chekad, it was entitled a kuyo baptism!but many of us would do the same thing.ama? Anyway, last week was interesting, even after my madramas on the bus (yes that was the storo in the last post- i know my sheng is of the...eh, unfamiliar/dodgy breed, lakini I did it all by m'self with the help of some sheng lexicon on google...blame them!)moving on swiftly...

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Nimesare!sijui niseme….ati challenge!enyewe ata kabla nianze wacha ni accept na grace…nimechallengiwa!sugu maze! bantuts...respect bratha.pia nyinyi, farmgal, egm, unyc, kirima..na etc. mnajijuaMethu ulitaka post ya sheng…ebu karibisha hii-huu!kingoso tumehama jo! Heh,leo ni leo, wacha tumiscommunicate!Wadhii mkinicheka mtaniona. marking schemes nimeziban zote woiye.morale morale!njaro ni za jana

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It started with a twitch….Twitch, twitichy-twitch.!I refused. Yes I did. No way was I going to be derailed into throwing myself on the floor! No way was I going to writhe and wail! I had taken it upon myself to pay full attention today , after all ,this one lecture could be it! This one lecture could be the one thing that got me to greener, if not cleaner pastures. I can see it now, my career

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heh!tonight is a night for thinking...ok, not so much thinking...just kiasi!but i warn you...my mind will be all over the place, payuka here ,payuka there!firstly, teren teren, my cuzo passed KCSE with colours that were not only flying...they flew in very fast...eh, flying things (jets perhaps).Rather, in english,he passed!and I'm so proud of him that I feel like I'm likely to burst, if not from

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someone showed me this today!alalala,at first i was like what is dutty wine? anyway,lemme share , pay attention at arnd 30seconds.

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I'm fed up! I have a cold! Yesterday it took a turn for the worse. Boggling eyes, swimming brain, blocked ears, phlegm, thumping heart (I ruka every time i sneeze) aish! What are those!So I am taking someone’s advice and doing the whole honey, lemon and tangawizi maneno’s. These things don’t usually work with me but I’m giving it a go. Aki I’ve put enough tangawizi in my concoction to shtua a

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i wanted to write a post, but didnt at the same time! sijui paradox!clearly....Last week was busy, which in my books, is usually a good thing. I can't remember what i did on monday,oh, i wrote my first...eh, article(or something). Tuesday I had free lunch at some random meeting that was not a complete waste of time because I got free lunch.Wednesday I realised that I'm overcoming some of my

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i heard that a man is trying to swim the length of the amazon!wololo! his logic that if he can swim the river then palistinians and israelis can live in peace. ha!if only things were that 'easy'. do you think he'll make it?its funny, but I also want to go swimming but in chlorinated water. Give my heart some lovin. its been a while,maybe 2plus years. i used to love swimming then it all changed..

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I'm pretty reserved and kinda shy i.e before i get comfortable with a situation or a person(s). but everytime i venture out of my comfort zone, i seem to attract some other funny people!what is it?!i'm thinking maybe i should stop smiling ovyo,maybe stoneface is the way to go. but that wont work considering the way i cheka at everything, especially my own jokes or at random things!this is sad!my

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heh!its good to have dreams

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ya

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hmmm

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hmmm, my post title sounds as if I'm talking about romantic drama.nope.I'm not brave like that, ati asking a jamaa out!Hakuna!Anywho,I laughed when a friend of mine told me that she has a file for all her rejection letters i.e failed job applications and I remember thinking woiye, aki this friend of mine is special. Litttle did I know I was about to fungua my own personal kituo cha barua za

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how does one induce flatulence?I'm sorry if the question seems rude.I'm also sorry that bowel movements have featured quite prominently on my blog this last month.but I ate some cheese and its made me all bloated.alas! the one time that i unashamedley want to inflict grief on the world with my beefs...they won't chuck.by the way, no matter what anyone tells you, mine smell like roses, I don't

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I watched it. Didn't expect much.However(said like my std.5 GHC teacher)... APOCAPLYPTO!(te-de-deng) was wonderous!.... in an understated kinda way.Simple story. Nicely put.Thrilling!The brits sitting infront of me must have really wondered if 'oooowi' roughly translated into 'hes dodged another one', cause no matter how hard I tried to shikilia... I just had to sypmathise with that jaguar paw

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I don't think we give kids enough credit.I think they're just amazing!Today I heard a childs definition of the climate chnage agenda....'its when we've got holes and we've got no more space to put them in'...she's bright!

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you know what!?if I could, I would vote toilets the most intimate place on this earth i.e apart from the womb!surely you must agree with me pwana!why?...i think, i daydream , i do a whole lot of praying, scheming , strategising, even crying once in a while, i hide, i sing, ...eh,oh! sijui gastric cleansing and good books just go! lakini kweli, the toilet is the joint!im sure if we didnt have to

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God is good!thought I had set my alarm for around 6ish. i needed to be fully alert at that time so that i could read for an exam that i hadn't really been able to prepare for. so at some point in the night, im turning over,(roll, roll) and in my subconscious,i'm contemplating checking the time. you know just to see how many more hours i had till six, you know so that i enjoy them vizuri!wah! twas

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-I went and bought myself a pick.Now i'm wondering what motivated me. if i'm having problems plaing guitar with my fingers, how much more do i think i''ll do with a random gadget in the way. anyway , this just reminds me of another song we used to sing in assembly,' Caaaarage braaatha do not stumbol, though thy path...' we sang it badly!-there was a man on the bus, probably mid-fifties, dressed

mama shadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029271329854851157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23098363.post-66820532723365082102007-01-08T16:51:00.000Z2007-01-08T21:19:47.086Z

Today I'm seriously contemplating becoming a house help. It just seems like a simpler route to take, in terms of a career. Why? Given aaaaall my experience, why would I fall short?! I believe I've been involved in domestics since I popped! It didn’t matter whether I was creating the mess or cleaning the mess…I was involved!Not that I minded so much. We used to be given mapennies when we did

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'Report says Britain's rat population is growing at an alarming rate.'I'm really trying to learn how to like this country yet such headlines give me cheap thrills!i couldn't help but think 'kula hiyo!'not good.i must up my effort. i can't help but wonder if i'll always feel this sense of 'seperatedness'!its sad!

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news and television can be fascinating.today i found out that a british woman voluntarily(VOUNTARILY!?) made a trip on her own(SOLO!?) to the north pole(or was it the south?)AI?! sometimes i dont understand people; all that money, all that energy, the risk of death...how has that act benefited anyone, perhaps, apart from her record breaking self?what would you tell youre child if he/she came up

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aaah!today is a good day!i made 12 chapos! and none was dodgy...i.e apart form the shape...aki God is good!its been a long road to this point!woo!im actually overwhelmed!you might be wondering why?im not interested very much in cakes and chocolate and all the other stuff that guys think chics like, my weakness is chapos!and since i was left to my own defenses, i realized that heh!i had to learn,

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"Jean Jaque was dead.my father tried to wipe the glee off his face..but unfortunately ended up looking intensely constipated. the wiry solicitor, believeing this to be a show of a manly grief handed my father the letter and hastily made his exit.his curiosity tweaked, my father slowly lifted the flap....it was a letter from Mr.J!'my dear...ummm... servant,I do conclude that if you are reading

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......i was left all alone'my heart was breaking'thought was on my own'soul was aching'tears covered me'weeping through the whole night'and i need some relief'joy comes in the morning'i've been searching for'many years now'the keys to life's door'i need to know how'brought to my knees'saviour can you help me'and was led to believe'a failure i was to be'His love showed me love said not soeven with

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oowi!i read this article, but its not what it said that made me go oowi!but the comments it generated.so,do super powers and their ilk really have any obligation to us? i know there are sijui how many arguments, be it from slave trade to arms trade and to them being the prime suspects in causing the climatic changes that are upon us!talk about weather thats beginning to PMS.however...(said like

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there be plenty a jamaicans in d area dat im livin in nah!it makin me feel like i be part a dem.but d fact dat i gat no dread and me talk african nah...it disqualify me plenty!anyway, moving on swiftly to some random things ive been thinking about...-theres a mini territorial war going on in my digz. mostly sprouting from the fact that from misunderstanding stems miscommunication, stems

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now!you!yes you!how are you?ive never asked that question on a blog before...but it is good to ask dont you think?anyway!i really wanted to write a shairi about what im about to describe, but clearly acing my KCPE swa exams ...eh did not equip me for such a task!which is sad, because after all those beatings...sniff!we were really beaten! the implement of choice was a rod called something black

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".....the world sets in to making us what the world would like us to be , and because we have to survive after all , we try to make ourselves into something that we hope the world will like better than it apparently did the selves we originally were. That is the story of all our lives,needless to say, and in the process of living out that story, the original, shimmering self gets buried so

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mama shadyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18029271329854851157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23098363.post-1163245248032829472006-11-11T11:16:00.000Z2006-11-11T11:40:48.106Z

an article in the guardian reminded me of a discussion i had last week where i literally wanted to to beat sense into someones head.its funny the way there are so many people here who are ignorant of the notion of nation branding and the effect it has on perceptions and ultimately action.

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theres heaps of debate on the ingenuity of kenyan music and the state of the industry thereof.ive come across different opinions e.g the kenyan music industry is trying too hard to ape industries in other parts of the world without considering the market in which they want to sell their music kenya has much talent but quality control ,in terms of good production, good training , good equipment ,

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someone told me once, that when some people fly out...they never come back the same!this was in reference to someone who was not completely legit in the head after he returned home.and he hadnt done drugs or any other nasties!so i worried, worried that my rosy plans/dreams for the future would be tarnished by an unsound mind.so...im walking down the corridor and some dude in front of me keeps on

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i like this feeling!if i could...(well i can, its just that i dont feel like learning how now!it would spoil the feeling) i would play some for y'all!yes sireeee i would!im dancing!ehe!at mid-night!instead of doing work that im meant to be doing...walalala!listening to some masekela, sipho gumede, allou april...some rhumba nostalgia as well etc.heh, its nice......

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ive been challenged. challenged so deeply, but yet inspired.life is short. pitifully and sometimes painfully so and this has been greatly emphasised lately for me.i feel like yelling GO FOR IT!lakini i must first expplain from which well these sentiments of mine are being drawn from.there are those who take risks...and those who dont...ahem,cough like me.there are those who remain committed

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you know, its very good that blogs are now the 'in' thing!cause now i can pose questions and siri's that disturb my head and hope for a somewhat resonable answer from, eh,peoplewill someone please explain to me ;whats it with this neo-soul spoken word business?!i mean i like most of the music that falls into that genre however dont you think there are a number of things about that whole culture

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Theres ana rap by arrested development that anzas...ahem"i went home to africa..."(or something like that)nimefika jo!im saying that as if i landed jusi! well....erm.... ive actually been here for like a month and lo! its been real!its been good!...its been adventure!...its been many things! WAH! i have this vivid catalogue of moments in my mind that i cant even start to detail!from mad

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farty har har! thats a pirate chekaing in the loo....hehehe, give me a moment i cheka kidogo! anyway, how come chic's have more haya ,when its comes to releasing gases, than guys do?! I remember in std. 6 guys used to fyatua onetime onetime and depending on the potency or rhythm of this fart, they would be smiled down upon, by the other boyfolk, like they had just received three medals of honour!

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so i'm walking!i'm starting to feel kidogo warm.this weather confuses me!i spot a solitary goose.hah! what happens if it attacks me!....a young kenyan woman was today mauled by a bird with issues....then i spot a tree...oh wow!it was like a slice of japan, 'plop!'had landed smack dab in the middle of campus...i wanted to hug that tree...it and its fine cherry blossoms!tangent :doesnt this

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walalala!today is warm!yani its mambos of resisting the urge to tear off my layers and frolick!and then the air is clear!crystal!i tell you, its quality!so I was reading this book, and I realized that yani, this chap mr. bernieres ,though kidogo crass and crude , is vere vere funny!ai!yani when I finished somaing the book I spent a better part of the day tryin to get words like ‘cojones’ out of

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I just arrived home. I’m tired .I’ve just eaten dinner. The brain is not computing. It’s decided to stage a coup!Picture all my brain cells milling about shouting slogans ‘Strike! Strike! Calculations must go! Ata hiyo kitu, coherence, it must go!.......solidarity forever…!!!!’Now when such anarchy persists, it doesn’t bode well for me, especially when I have deadlines.In times of such hardship…

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You would never believe it , but ive never skiad that song. (collective gasp!)imagine!alas, tis a shame!I think its cause I boycotted kiss fm gongalo!(long ago)Anyway, I've always found it interesting when people call me sweetie, sweetheart,ama dear. it makes me feel like giggling. I don’t know why?So ahem ,ahem cough, coughI have been inspired to write a short rap (kapuka style) …..…this goes

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Here goes, another one of my rants! And it’s not even a rant of maana.I’m usually a positive person but there comes those days when you look at yourself and you feel like such a hypocrite. Where’s the joy that you’re always telling people to get? Where’s the strength that I’m meant to summon from deep within me, you know that deep place in the vicinity of my intestines? Where’s your trust in the

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You know sometimes! You can feel like beating computers!Have you seen that Dexter cartoon where his past experiments go to some sort of machine hell! Well that’s where I felt like dispatching my computer!I had typed out, very nicely, many wonderful things. And I kid you not, it took me some time to type out my work. Suddenly, with no concern for my feelings, the computer decides that it can’t

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you know the song! It makes me happy men! Life can be sooo full of stress yani! But we have a God who is able and who can make you smile! so let him carry your burdens and you'll have joy spilling out of your ears, your mouth your fingertips!...Pick your orifice! Its been hard surrendering my problems to him, but its been worth it! so C'mon sing the song with me, don't worry, be happy....swii,swi

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Social facilitation! You know, that little phenomenon that might make you wonder where your talent has absconded to whenever you perform for an audience. well it was observed, ahem, cough, that mice when watched by fellow mice copulate more!Cockroaches get stronger urges to munch in the presence of their mates!imagine! interesting stuff!what about jolly, old humans?hmmm, ...theres loads of data

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Some days there’s so much you want to write. Your fingers are twitching your ,mind is buzzing and you smile stupidly at yourself cause you feel like you’ve come up with the funniest quip! You’re thrilled with the randomness of you’re thoughts! However, after the initial euphoria has passed, that eureka-moment has melted away, you sit before you’re computer, a sigh plastered all over your face and

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Today, I want to rant! Rant!rant!rant!Its quite sad isn’t it! How ignorant can you get!aish! and the thing is ,it's belligerent ignorance! Sometimes I wonder why I’m in this country!what good life is this that Kenyans are hankering for in these far away lands? More money? better opportunities? I guess that’s all true but for real, I wonder! Its astounding that by 6 years of age I knew that when

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Men! So many people write about the thought process that occurred before they wrote their first post. You know ,the excitement, the expectation, the adrenalin....yidiyada! Well, fortunately or unfortunately, the first time I heard about blogs, heh, I was like....hmmm,what?? And then after those potentially,life changing,five baffling seconds, life continued as it was, uninteruppted by the world

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