Forgive me for not leaving u with a Christmas gift but i was allover...had a lil work and alot of nurse care for ma sick bro but all is well that ends well. Besides X-mas would alienate my atheist, Muslim, Jew and other kind readers. But hope u had a blessed X-mas and remembered the reason for the season more than the drinks , food and rest.
So 2010 came and now its going...the only certain thing of 2011 is that we will have a presidential election the events to and after that are uncertain. 2010 taught me patience, trust in God and letting things be, so thats the same spirit i will carry into 2011 well that and of course my boo, friends, blog, twit account and FB account.
There are somethings however that am leaving behind and am hoping they won't follow me in 2011. The horrid gifts i got on my birthday....okay am lying i meant the no gifts i received on my birthday...that SUCKED and it better not be the same in 2011. A break up well on second thought my break in 2010 enabled a new fantastic relationship that am taking into 2011 hopefully it lasts(you know my track record by now). I hope to leave my groupie tendencies that led me to attend over hyped under exception filling events well that and of course CURFEW-which has made me miss some amazing things like drunk friends doing things drunken people do(like what you ask well i was not there duh n i only rely facts not here say...but what the heck i was told some girlfriend of mine did karaoke without a karaoke set up....IN A BRA N JEANS ONLY). And the elephant in the room, i definitely don't wanna be unemployed in 2011 no need to say more. What don't u wanna bring into 2011?
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL AND THANK YOU FOR YOUR READERSHIP CATH YOU ON DA FLIP SIDE.
Monday
Friday
PARTYING 101: NIGHT LIFE OF AN OVER PROTECTED ADULT
Yeah long and funny title i know i know bear with me. On with it, So i went out for the Dj Beekay Party that was the most hyped ugandan event of 2010 whilst at the party alot of things came to my attention about the party crew. Of course like with all my scoop i got it from the loos.
So two girls were talking
GIRL1: Gwe you be dancing allover and they are taking your pics
GIRL2: I am having too much fun to worry if they put me in the tabloids i will tell my dad am not the one
GIRL 1: Don't you think you dad knows you
GIRL2: Excuse me don't rain of ma day...we both jumped from home naye your acting like am the only one who jumped you go hide in a corner me am going to dance(grabs her pilsner off the sink counter-oh yes da booze was brought to the bathroom- and heads out)
Well i could not judge Girl number two because am so like her, No i don't no jump from home am too fly for that and i leave in a neighbor hood where climbing a wall can get you shoot even if its your own wall. But i relate because some parents view their kids as potential victims of everything from the common cold in crowded down town to a knife attack at a house party. Well like her i was having too much fun so my guard was not up as it should have been why would my guard need to be up..let me explain.
Whether given permission or not and your parents are 'strict/insanely protective' you don't want to be seen in a local tabloid not because it would not be cool and do something(be it negative or positive-at this rate anything of standing will do for the homebody)social standing but because it could mean a padlock on your room...note i said room not gate.
Secondly you have to be noted as an attendee of the cool events coz by curfew time your phone will be ringing off the hook to get back home so in the midst of fun you can't tell which is the Facebook flash and which is the tabloid flash.
Then lastly of course you have to be on guard and ready to deck from those nosy make everyone is child a parliamentary debate relatives and your big mouthed cousins who will tell their big mouthed mothers or in shameful cases fathers.
Partying is supposed to be fun and easy but when your an over protected adult......it is a job.
So two girls were talking
GIRL1: Gwe you be dancing allover and they are taking your pics
GIRL2: I am having too much fun to worry if they put me in the tabloids i will tell my dad am not the one
GIRL 1: Don't you think you dad knows you
GIRL2: Excuse me don't rain of ma day...we both jumped from home naye your acting like am the only one who jumped you go hide in a corner me am going to dance(grabs her pilsner off the sink counter-oh yes da booze was brought to the bathroom- and heads out)
Well i could not judge Girl number two because am so like her, No i don't no jump from home am too fly for that and i leave in a neighbor hood where climbing a wall can get you shoot even if its your own wall. But i relate because some parents view their kids as potential victims of everything from the common cold in crowded down town to a knife attack at a house party. Well like her i was having too much fun so my guard was not up as it should have been why would my guard need to be up..let me explain.
Whether given permission or not and your parents are 'strict/insanely protective' you don't want to be seen in a local tabloid not because it would not be cool and do something(be it negative or positive-at this rate anything of standing will do for the homebody)social standing but because it could mean a padlock on your room...note i said room not gate.
Secondly you have to be noted as an attendee of the cool events coz by curfew time your phone will be ringing off the hook to get back home so in the midst of fun you can't tell which is the Facebook flash and which is the tabloid flash.
Then lastly of course you have to be on guard and ready to deck from those nosy make everyone is child a parliamentary debate relatives and your big mouthed cousins who will tell their big mouthed mothers or in shameful cases fathers.
Partying is supposed to be fun and easy but when your an over protected adult......it is a job.
Monday
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
I come bearing gifts..okay not really gifts..a new post is more like it but oh well at least am bearing something..would be a hella weird if i posted a nude picture of my self(nude-bearing get the joke?..oh well never mind). Onto the topic thanksgiving, this is a western holiday not even western, American and staying to my true African nature i decided to copy it after my mom threw a memorial-thanksgiving party this past weekend. I decided to find what am thankful for and here goes.
I started the year in a fiery relationship, it was really working for me so i guess am thankful for that. One second thought i really don't know how thankful i am being that we broke up mid year. Okay it is the end of the year so lets concentrate on the fact that i have a new wonderful man, so am kind of thankful, at least this year is ending with the excitement it started with via the love department but you can no doubt understand my skeptic nature with my track record.
I started the year in school hating it and not waiting to finish and boy did i finish, i finished making it to the graduation list..hand clap...and unemployment list...now what was i giving thanx for again? My point exactly
Well lets try the friends department i made some new friends this year. Party friends to be exact ones that will fill your social calendar...hallelujah anyone? but only if you have money spend...God forbid!....am thankful but...no really am thankful...but they would be the best friends ever made if they could pick tab all the time.
But one thing i can say thanx for with no qualm is health...I am thankful for being healthy...my man says health is wealth and i say wealth is wealth but between you and I know he is right.
I am also thankful that i have earned money in more ways than appealing to my mom's motherly side and begging from my dad...what ways you ask...nosy people i answer.
Well December remains to be seen but so far so good...am most thankful for my social media though; Facebook, twitter and my blog and all the people that come along too.
What are you thankful for?
I started the year in a fiery relationship, it was really working for me so i guess am thankful for that. One second thought i really don't know how thankful i am being that we broke up mid year. Okay it is the end of the year so lets concentrate on the fact that i have a new wonderful man, so am kind of thankful, at least this year is ending with the excitement it started with via the love department but you can no doubt understand my skeptic nature with my track record.
I started the year in school hating it and not waiting to finish and boy did i finish, i finished making it to the graduation list..hand clap...and unemployment list...now what was i giving thanx for again? My point exactly
Well lets try the friends department i made some new friends this year. Party friends to be exact ones that will fill your social calendar...hallelujah anyone? but only if you have money spend...God forbid!....am thankful but...no really am thankful...but they would be the best friends ever made if they could pick tab all the time.
But one thing i can say thanx for with no qualm is health...I am thankful for being healthy...my man says health is wealth and i say wealth is wealth but between you and I know he is right.
I am also thankful that i have earned money in more ways than appealing to my mom's motherly side and begging from my dad...what ways you ask...nosy people i answer.
Well December remains to be seen but so far so good...am most thankful for my social media though; Facebook, twitter and my blog and all the people that come along too.
What are you thankful for?
Wednesday
YOU WANT ANOTHER RWAP/RAP.
I know i know old news but i was abit scared to write this one...i want to stay alive for long but oh well here goes..whats life without risk.
If you’re not familiar with the above phrase and you’re a Ugandan I have to say am highly embarrassed by you and how dare you not know the title of our dear president Yoweri Kaguta Museveni is song. Well everyone is up in arms at the release of this track and they feel his Excellency has stooped a little too low in the search for votes but my opinion is that the Obama campaign that addressed the youth vote not only stopped in the states but crossed over to the African continent and settled in our small 37 million populous Uganda. Obama endorsed Weezy(Lil Wayne) when he mentioned him and gave him a shout out in his speech and we all thought that was the biggest validation of hip hop/rap music and the black culture until The National Resistance Movement Chairman came out with a rap song or as many have called it in a bid to relate it to the runya-flow genre(runyankole flow) rwap song.
Well the rap/rwap song is not bad at all except it alienated a large part of Ugandans that don’t understand runya-flow but thank God it was a hip-hop track. I consider hiphop the best genre, don’t agree well let me break it down for you. I don’t understand runyakole but I got loads from the song, number one tight instrumentals, the xylophone sounds in the foreground in the start and that fadeout to the background in the verses were simply amazing. The overall beat itself was head bobbing and am told the rap/rwap is now a club banger little wonder why. The hook/chorus which was in English, see hip hop gives you the opportunity to mix it up and shake it up it’s not a containerized art form rather it thrives on stepping out of the box and pushing the art form. Back to the hook/chorus who was not answering yes Sevo when his Excellency asked ‘you want another rap/rwap?’ Overall big up to Fenon music…Steve Jean and crew am waiting for the EP and thank you for extremely swaggin’ out our already Swagged out President with his signature Safari hat and checked shirts.
Am not going political but you have to give it up to the president for making this bold gesture to reach out to the disgruntled youth of Uganda, Mao has a face book page but nothing can beat a rap/rwap, did I mention that it’s my ringtone?. Well the electioneering has just began let’s see what comes up next rumor has it that DP(Democratic Party) camp is planning a release of their own, a sort of come back, what’s Hip Hop without beef? Hope this beef doesn’t turn out like the creeps and bloods that lost us some of the greats, 2 Pac and Notorious B.I.G. You want another article? I don’t think so..pay me!
If you’re not familiar with the above phrase and you’re a Ugandan I have to say am highly embarrassed by you and how dare you not know the title of our dear president Yoweri Kaguta Museveni is song. Well everyone is up in arms at the release of this track and they feel his Excellency has stooped a little too low in the search for votes but my opinion is that the Obama campaign that addressed the youth vote not only stopped in the states but crossed over to the African continent and settled in our small 37 million populous Uganda. Obama endorsed Weezy(Lil Wayne) when he mentioned him and gave him a shout out in his speech and we all thought that was the biggest validation of hip hop/rap music and the black culture until The National Resistance Movement Chairman came out with a rap song or as many have called it in a bid to relate it to the runya-flow genre(runyankole flow) rwap song.
Well the rap/rwap song is not bad at all except it alienated a large part of Ugandans that don’t understand runya-flow but thank God it was a hip-hop track. I consider hiphop the best genre, don’t agree well let me break it down for you. I don’t understand runyakole but I got loads from the song, number one tight instrumentals, the xylophone sounds in the foreground in the start and that fadeout to the background in the verses were simply amazing. The overall beat itself was head bobbing and am told the rap/rwap is now a club banger little wonder why. The hook/chorus which was in English, see hip hop gives you the opportunity to mix it up and shake it up it’s not a containerized art form rather it thrives on stepping out of the box and pushing the art form. Back to the hook/chorus who was not answering yes Sevo when his Excellency asked ‘you want another rap/rwap?’ Overall big up to Fenon music…Steve Jean and crew am waiting for the EP and thank you for extremely swaggin’ out our already Swagged out President with his signature Safari hat and checked shirts.
Am not going political but you have to give it up to the president for making this bold gesture to reach out to the disgruntled youth of Uganda, Mao has a face book page but nothing can beat a rap/rwap, did I mention that it’s my ringtone?. Well the electioneering has just began let’s see what comes up next rumor has it that DP(Democratic Party) camp is planning a release of their own, a sort of come back, what’s Hip Hop without beef? Hope this beef doesn’t turn out like the creeps and bloods that lost us some of the greats, 2 Pac and Notorious B.I.G. You want another article? I don’t think so..pay me!
VAMPIRE FASCINATION
Hey!Been long i know been busy...with what you ask..my man.No he is not a vampire and i ain't spilling more..FOR NOW! Now onto business.
If your like me and you watch Tv vampires are allover, from the original vampires like Count Dracula, Van Helsing to the more modern Salvador bothers in Vampire dairies and Edward Cullen of Twilight and of course True blood vamps. Vamp fascination is on an all time high and its amazing how many fans and lovers Vamps have which is contrary to the Tv shows where they are not accepted and are trying to survive.
I recently met a guy(no not my man get off that) who told me he sleeps in the day and first thing i thought was Vampire. Then we talked about meat and our love for steak and he said he liked his rare and i thought..you know it, Vamp. In the midst of that discussion i imagined he was looking at my neck, laughable i know too much TV and paranoia but believe it or not i wished he were a vampire. I convinced myself that if he were to flash his fangs i would so faint from adoration and desire than from fear.
Vampires are beastly creatures that suck human blood and turn humans into vampires for a life eternal passing through eras and years seeing more and more destruction and things never changing or changing for worse, talk of living hell but why we and I are fascinated by them beats me.But it doesn't stop me from investigating and drawing conclusions.
They are portrayed as good and bad, the bad ones eat humans(those we hate, die)the good ones eat animals(animal activists hate them but better animals than humans) so obviously you hope to meet a good one or one you can change to be that heroin saving the beast by your love.
They have amazing sex....men and women alike want have that knowledge base,men to use women for it to be used on them. We all need a little amazing....who said grace no not grace okay grace but i meant amazing sex.
They look divine and never age, in a world obsessed with youth and ageless beauty who would not like to be or meet a vamp.
Mystery...I love me a mysterious person, its like a puzzle and i like games, the intrigue is immense and keeping your attention is not hard at all, who would not want that?
They are modernized, commercialized and packaged for us like that shoprite chicken...really this fascination has started with the modernization and commercialization of vamps. They go to school put on well don't leave in coffins and have fancy rings to prevent them from sunlight burns and they fall in love. I can assure you no sane person was screaming in admiration of Dracula!
Well, the guy was not a vampire, it was just my vampire fascination, he worked with Mtn IT team and stayed in Mengo and happened to have peculiar tastes and as it turned out habits...he poked his nose at the table..eeeeeeewwwww delete number!
If your like me and you watch Tv vampires are allover, from the original vampires like Count Dracula, Van Helsing to the more modern Salvador bothers in Vampire dairies and Edward Cullen of Twilight and of course True blood vamps. Vamp fascination is on an all time high and its amazing how many fans and lovers Vamps have which is contrary to the Tv shows where they are not accepted and are trying to survive.
I recently met a guy(no not my man get off that) who told me he sleeps in the day and first thing i thought was Vampire. Then we talked about meat and our love for steak and he said he liked his rare and i thought..you know it, Vamp. In the midst of that discussion i imagined he was looking at my neck, laughable i know too much TV and paranoia but believe it or not i wished he were a vampire. I convinced myself that if he were to flash his fangs i would so faint from adoration and desire than from fear.
Vampires are beastly creatures that suck human blood and turn humans into vampires for a life eternal passing through eras and years seeing more and more destruction and things never changing or changing for worse, talk of living hell but why we and I are fascinated by them beats me.But it doesn't stop me from investigating and drawing conclusions.
They are portrayed as good and bad, the bad ones eat humans(those we hate, die)the good ones eat animals(animal activists hate them but better animals than humans) so obviously you hope to meet a good one or one you can change to be that heroin saving the beast by your love.
They have amazing sex....men and women alike want have that knowledge base,men to use women for it to be used on them. We all need a little amazing....who said grace no not grace okay grace but i meant amazing sex.
They look divine and never age, in a world obsessed with youth and ageless beauty who would not like to be or meet a vamp.
Mystery...I love me a mysterious person, its like a puzzle and i like games, the intrigue is immense and keeping your attention is not hard at all, who would not want that?
They are modernized, commercialized and packaged for us like that shoprite chicken...really this fascination has started with the modernization and commercialization of vamps. They go to school put on well don't leave in coffins and have fancy rings to prevent them from sunlight burns and they fall in love. I can assure you no sane person was screaming in admiration of Dracula!
Well, the guy was not a vampire, it was just my vampire fascination, he worked with Mtn IT team and stayed in Mengo and happened to have peculiar tastes and as it turned out habits...he poked his nose at the table..eeeeeeewwwww delete number!
Friday
MIDDLE FINGER MIDDLE FINGER
I have been wanting to write this one for a while but this week has been weird, a mix of good and bad. I would look to stick my middle finger to the bad things as a true lady of course i can't utter the words F.U.or It but it is very much necessary sometimes. Well am not talking about vulgarities, well this one may be, am talking about adorning that middle finger on the left hand with a ring.
I have loads of girlfriends who have done all sorts of good and bad and got up to all kinds of trickery to get that engagement ring. The ones who faked pregnancies, the ones who actually got pregnant, the ones who have given ultimatum and the ones who went to the traditional doctor(yes a juju man, a witch doctor, a sangoma). Well i don't know why girls are so desperate for that ring and why they never learn. Seriously we have seen pregnant girls abandoned, witchcraft backfire, ultimatums go wrong and the false pregnancy manifest into a miscarriage or money to terminate it.
In my opinion ladies should use the statistics or whats on ground in there decision. Giving a man an ultimatum is like telling a kid don't touch inside the socket, he will definitely touch and you will be the one to suffer. Besides your giving him an out if he has been wanting to leave the relationship, why stick to one thing and miss out on the variety on offer and now on offer from his woman.
The 'i am pregnant' cry really this one makes me laugh. In fact i seat down and laugh at it with my boys. The man will do one of two things, if he is a cowardly bastard he will give you money to abort especially if he is married or you were his side dish. If he was raised right he would want to marry you and look after his kid but why buy the cow when the milk is free he will say give me ma kid and look after his kid and keep you there as a by the way. Now if you were faking and you have t get abortion money ask for a ridiculous amount and leave coz he ain't never gonna pop the question. Now if you have the latter and he wants his kid, sorry to say this but Bitch your in trouble.
Witchcraft, he he he he this is another laughable one though i have heard it works but why would you want to marry someone who is not themselves, am sure if they gave you your guy high on crack cocaine or weed or liquor and said voila get married you wouldn't cause he wouldn't be in his right senses and wouldn't be your boo but you would bewitch him into marriage. WOW. Women never cease to amuse me even as a fellow woman.
If a man loves you genuinely and you give him subtle hints and the communication lines are open and you both know the end goal is marriage he will propose. Ladies have a little faith in you man, though not utmost faith, keep dragging him to those wedding meetings, weddings and family occasions and love story movies to cement your intentions with him. If your not getting what you want move on, its hard but are you gonna torture yourself and waste your fine years on a ring that is as elusive as the lockness monster?
I have loads of girlfriends who have done all sorts of good and bad and got up to all kinds of trickery to get that engagement ring. The ones who faked pregnancies, the ones who actually got pregnant, the ones who have given ultimatum and the ones who went to the traditional doctor(yes a juju man, a witch doctor, a sangoma). Well i don't know why girls are so desperate for that ring and why they never learn. Seriously we have seen pregnant girls abandoned, witchcraft backfire, ultimatums go wrong and the false pregnancy manifest into a miscarriage or money to terminate it.
In my opinion ladies should use the statistics or whats on ground in there decision. Giving a man an ultimatum is like telling a kid don't touch inside the socket, he will definitely touch and you will be the one to suffer. Besides your giving him an out if he has been wanting to leave the relationship, why stick to one thing and miss out on the variety on offer and now on offer from his woman.
The 'i am pregnant' cry really this one makes me laugh. In fact i seat down and laugh at it with my boys. The man will do one of two things, if he is a cowardly bastard he will give you money to abort especially if he is married or you were his side dish. If he was raised right he would want to marry you and look after his kid but why buy the cow when the milk is free he will say give me ma kid and look after his kid and keep you there as a by the way. Now if you were faking and you have t get abortion money ask for a ridiculous amount and leave coz he ain't never gonna pop the question. Now if you have the latter and he wants his kid, sorry to say this but Bitch your in trouble.
Witchcraft, he he he he this is another laughable one though i have heard it works but why would you want to marry someone who is not themselves, am sure if they gave you your guy high on crack cocaine or weed or liquor and said voila get married you wouldn't cause he wouldn't be in his right senses and wouldn't be your boo but you would bewitch him into marriage. WOW. Women never cease to amuse me even as a fellow woman.
If a man loves you genuinely and you give him subtle hints and the communication lines are open and you both know the end goal is marriage he will propose. Ladies have a little faith in you man, though not utmost faith, keep dragging him to those wedding meetings, weddings and family occasions and love story movies to cement your intentions with him. If your not getting what you want move on, its hard but are you gonna torture yourself and waste your fine years on a ring that is as elusive as the lockness monster?
Sunday
WHEN U GOTTA ANSWER MORE THAN HELLO OR HOW YOU DOING!
I need to warn y'all this is not child friendly PG21. You've been warned.
Firstly how you doing? Great well yippe for you(in actuality i hate you okay hate is strong lets say envy you...am still jobless-tear tear and consequently money less river filled with tears).
Anyway now to the issues at hand, I was with some friends at a party..it all begins at a party don't it? Yeah so party and then comes Bathroom break and of course us girls do bathroom in packs just like lions or wolves hunting...unlike the animals that have a purpose, the trek to the bathroom has many purposeless members-not purposeless per se but according to the order of business purposeless..lost lemme break it down.
1.The am gonna make a call girl(probably to her insecure boyfie or to her other boo arranging a meeting)
2.The am going to smoke some weed girl(whom when you all look at her says 'i had a bad day don't judge' and if you want ama deal you we ain't friends on this)
3.The these heifers are not leaving me here alone i wouldn't mind but there are no cute boys to stick around for..let me follow girl.
4.The fashionista..gotta look good for the photos..opportunity to touch up the face her and lips.
5.The am really dying to pee girl..the only purposeful one in the pack.
Yeah so whilst in the bathroom its like a mini talkshow forum..all i hear is this guy, last time, lipstick, O.M.G so and so has come, that chic is oba loose then the bomb drop out of some corner PHONE SEX! Everyone including yours truly..(i never indulge in gossip but i like a good story) asks who where what how when. And then the story is unveiled by Gossip Girl(am talking about a girl who takes on the persona of the Tv show she knows everything about everyone). The story..well next time come party with me but the long and short of it was how difficult it is to have phone sex as girls and how easy it is for guys.
You know its phone sex when you gotta answer more than hello or how you doing. If you hear the oh so 'what are you wearing?' line its phone sex.
So we were wondering why someone would wanna have phone sex and how inconveniencing and awkward and violating it is....this made me proud coz it made me feel like we still got some african and some roots of culture in us, that conservatism or trad(for traditional)swag much as it be pseudo. Really what am i wearing?... am in a jean and t-shirt cleaning up and prepping for tomorrow or in the toilet shitting(y'all know you pick up your calls whilst in the shitter...accept! its only your screen and you). Then there are guys who want descriptions..don't ask of what, this ain't that kinda show but use you imaginations if you wish and then the ones who want you to yell and make animal sounds and call out their names in accents...mind you this is in your room which you may share with a roomate or a house with your guardians or parents. My mom for sure would come and beat the hell out of you if she finds you mooing on the phone if she finds you moaning on a phone well thats a whole 'nother tale the woman is catholic but she will employ Sharia law and besides how you gonna listen to yourself talk like that? Seriously!. It is indeed a man's world coz all females concluded that that stuff is hard and akward although in high demand especially with strangers or non-boyfriends. The female world i feel is more of the sextexter-sex texters than phone sex atleast for me and ma girls..it all uses phones i can hear the men say and achieves the same purpose but Men are from Mars Women from Venus and i got the 411-take it or leave it.
Am out for now, y'all can call me am not afraid of phones or to pick up a call coz of the phonesex thing but once you start what-are-you-wea.....THE NUMBER YOU HAVE CALLED IS PERMANENTLY OUT OF ORDER!
Firstly how you doing? Great well yippe for you(in actuality i hate you okay hate is strong lets say envy you...am still jobless-tear tear and consequently money less river filled with tears).
Anyway now to the issues at hand, I was with some friends at a party..it all begins at a party don't it? Yeah so party and then comes Bathroom break and of course us girls do bathroom in packs just like lions or wolves hunting...unlike the animals that have a purpose, the trek to the bathroom has many purposeless members-not purposeless per se but according to the order of business purposeless..lost lemme break it down.
1.The am gonna make a call girl(probably to her insecure boyfie or to her other boo arranging a meeting)
2.The am going to smoke some weed girl(whom when you all look at her says 'i had a bad day don't judge' and if you want ama deal you we ain't friends on this)
3.The these heifers are not leaving me here alone i wouldn't mind but there are no cute boys to stick around for..let me follow girl.
4.The fashionista..gotta look good for the photos..opportunity to touch up the face her and lips.
5.The am really dying to pee girl..the only purposeful one in the pack.
Yeah so whilst in the bathroom its like a mini talkshow forum..all i hear is this guy, last time, lipstick, O.M.G so and so has come, that chic is oba loose then the bomb drop out of some corner PHONE SEX! Everyone including yours truly..(i never indulge in gossip but i like a good story) asks who where what how when. And then the story is unveiled by Gossip Girl(am talking about a girl who takes on the persona of the Tv show she knows everything about everyone). The story..well next time come party with me but the long and short of it was how difficult it is to have phone sex as girls and how easy it is for guys.
You know its phone sex when you gotta answer more than hello or how you doing. If you hear the oh so 'what are you wearing?' line its phone sex.
So we were wondering why someone would wanna have phone sex and how inconveniencing and awkward and violating it is....this made me proud coz it made me feel like we still got some african and some roots of culture in us, that conservatism or trad(for traditional)swag much as it be pseudo. Really what am i wearing?... am in a jean and t-shirt cleaning up and prepping for tomorrow or in the toilet shitting(y'all know you pick up your calls whilst in the shitter...accept! its only your screen and you). Then there are guys who want descriptions..don't ask of what, this ain't that kinda show but use you imaginations if you wish and then the ones who want you to yell and make animal sounds and call out their names in accents...mind you this is in your room which you may share with a roomate or a house with your guardians or parents. My mom for sure would come and beat the hell out of you if she finds you mooing on the phone if she finds you moaning on a phone well thats a whole 'nother tale the woman is catholic but she will employ Sharia law and besides how you gonna listen to yourself talk like that? Seriously!. It is indeed a man's world coz all females concluded that that stuff is hard and akward although in high demand especially with strangers or non-boyfriends. The female world i feel is more of the sextexter-sex texters than phone sex atleast for me and ma girls..it all uses phones i can hear the men say and achieves the same purpose but Men are from Mars Women from Venus and i got the 411-take it or leave it.
Am out for now, y'all can call me am not afraid of phones or to pick up a call coz of the phonesex thing but once you start what-are-you-wea.....THE NUMBER YOU HAVE CALLED IS PERMANENTLY OUT OF ORDER!
Monday
ATTACHMENT DETACHMENT
So attachement and detachment disorders are real complexities in real life and people are affected by them. No this is not what am going to write about i ain't a psychologist but am just writing a disclaimer and notifying you of the seriousness of the issue coz am taking a lightness to it. Now back to business.
Big Bro Africa allstars ended and i was in a kind of lost phase..what to do now? It is really easy to get attached to things and people so i have found...I got to know all characters loved some strongly disliked others, the person i loved won and i jubilated and ululated and was shaking for joy..Now this is someone i have never met save for social media like facebook and a tv screen, when the tv screen went black coz the channel was shut down its like i lost someone and now am searching on facebook twitter google for whatever specks of life of the housemates outside the house...I CAN NOT LET GO.
So in my co-relative mind i thought if i can get attached to people in a box and glass with pictures powered by electricity then what about real life real people.
I will admit i can't let go of things both negative and positive..i still have and wear a t-shirt one of my mom's employees bought me in 1999...yes 1999 now don't judge some of y'allz closets still have scrunchies. I try to hold on to all relationships and i would rather forgive than fight. I am still friends with all my exes..no not friends with benefits but friends as in we care about each other and our life's progress. I will never forget my classmate who called me yellow eyes. To me i have issues with detachment/attachment but it is not unhealthy...and in my defense(yes am bringing in the court room drama)..my mom never throws away anything..we are a family of hoarders but not to life threatening circumstances.
Okay you don't buy my stories of my sanity and healthy levels of issues with attachment, let me disprove you with a story.
So i knew a guy we shall call Peter and he had a girlfriend called Jane..Now they were in love but Jane was so possessive..she would check his emails facebook insist that he make his posts about her introduce her to all his friends a process which she used to weed out her threats and none threats. At the end of the day he had no female friends no male friends with girlfriends no male friends who frequent bars. Peter felt fed up and dumped her...She stole his phone when he got a new one she tapped into it, she would wait outside his house and go to his work place. The height was an attempted suicide...now if you still think my minimalistic obssesion is bad i have no more stories for you.
I still don't get why we go to such extremities..i have heard of football fans committing suicide, lovers and fans..we are a very expressive species and the most intellectual species yet we still kill ourselves over mundane things.
I guess the brain is not the strongest organ but the heart...it gives life so it makes sense that it would be the taker of life and not the brain.
Big Bro Africa allstars ended and i was in a kind of lost phase..what to do now? It is really easy to get attached to things and people so i have found...I got to know all characters loved some strongly disliked others, the person i loved won and i jubilated and ululated and was shaking for joy..Now this is someone i have never met save for social media like facebook and a tv screen, when the tv screen went black coz the channel was shut down its like i lost someone and now am searching on facebook twitter google for whatever specks of life of the housemates outside the house...I CAN NOT LET GO.
So in my co-relative mind i thought if i can get attached to people in a box and glass with pictures powered by electricity then what about real life real people.
I will admit i can't let go of things both negative and positive..i still have and wear a t-shirt one of my mom's employees bought me in 1999...yes 1999 now don't judge some of y'allz closets still have scrunchies. I try to hold on to all relationships and i would rather forgive than fight. I am still friends with all my exes..no not friends with benefits but friends as in we care about each other and our life's progress. I will never forget my classmate who called me yellow eyes. To me i have issues with detachment/attachment but it is not unhealthy...and in my defense(yes am bringing in the court room drama)..my mom never throws away anything..we are a family of hoarders but not to life threatening circumstances.
Okay you don't buy my stories of my sanity and healthy levels of issues with attachment, let me disprove you with a story.
So i knew a guy we shall call Peter and he had a girlfriend called Jane..Now they were in love but Jane was so possessive..she would check his emails facebook insist that he make his posts about her introduce her to all his friends a process which she used to weed out her threats and none threats. At the end of the day he had no female friends no male friends with girlfriends no male friends who frequent bars. Peter felt fed up and dumped her...She stole his phone when he got a new one she tapped into it, she would wait outside his house and go to his work place. The height was an attempted suicide...now if you still think my minimalistic obssesion is bad i have no more stories for you.
I still don't get why we go to such extremities..i have heard of football fans committing suicide, lovers and fans..we are a very expressive species and the most intellectual species yet we still kill ourselves over mundane things.
I guess the brain is not the strongest organ but the heart...it gives life so it makes sense that it would be the taker of life and not the brain.
Saturday
VILLAGE LIVING NEEDED.
Hey Bloogerworld..been a while neh(a word i learnt from Big brother Africa i think its southern african to mean no or not so).
Well i couldn't blog coz i lost a tooth, a front tooth moreover. Okay, your allowed to laugh..who loses a tooth at 22..well duh! ME. How? well i was enjoying beef a little too much and since my parents fed me more juice than milk in my younger years calcium was lacking and my tooth crumbled like the buildings in 2007-2009 Uganda.
Talking of lack of Calcium i have come to the concluscion that Africans lack nutrition knowledge or should i say neglect the nutrition knowledge instilled in them.I being brought up in the middle class took a liking to the processed food and the break container had sweets and processed drinks splash anyone? chocolate wafers? and the occasional banana or apple. Forget packing eggs and brown bread and homemade fruit juice , you would be the class joke and the 'fake kid' and no parent wants their kid to be fake so even lunch time would have you buying chips and chicken or chaps or hot dogs or burgers(i see you saying hot dogs and burgers..yes we had those at our canteen coz i was privileged to go to one of those private schools where the students are king.)instead of the kitchen balance diet of rice, spaghetti, beans , meat, greens and a fruit. The middle class is the driving engine of many economies but its also the killer of much of the population as they house diseases like diabetes, high blood pressure and other diseases especially in the youths in that category known as rich people's diseases.
Am not against money and enjoying life but am for healthy living(am sipping a 2 table spoon of sugar cup of coffee right now but as with all things one step at a time am taking one cup a day instead of three). The poor are poor but they live healthy lives, they eat their green leafy vegetables , energy filled carbohydrates and plenty of milk and water. In my mind whilst my brothers and i sit down to sweetened cereals and milk, eggs fried in ridiculous amount of oil and toast with thick lay on of margarine a kid in the village is sucking a cow's titty forgive me udder in fact let me correct my ignorance..has milked a cow and is drinking its milk and supplementing it with last nights leftovers or previously fried cassava or pancakes or bread.I don't wanna live in the village and i prefer my milk in that box at the supermarket well pasteurized and packaged but we should learn a few things from village leaving. Nutrition is not the only thing we can learn from the village..ever heard of village medicine ..Soothing Bath gel has nothing on bathing herbs...they are like 10in1 function wise from luck with men to luck with jobs and the in between..give me some of that!....Am not joking am serious have you seen me writting about a man or job yet?????????????(Forgive me again..i know your my humble readers not Dr.Phil)
Now i know your like yeah yeah why couldn't u blog with a broken tooth its not like we can see you. Well, answer is Image is everything even in the blogsphere..i was seeing myself and damn..your homegal looked like an extra for nickelodeon or home alone 1.
Well i couldn't blog coz i lost a tooth, a front tooth moreover. Okay, your allowed to laugh..who loses a tooth at 22..well duh! ME. How? well i was enjoying beef a little too much and since my parents fed me more juice than milk in my younger years calcium was lacking and my tooth crumbled like the buildings in 2007-2009 Uganda.
Talking of lack of Calcium i have come to the concluscion that Africans lack nutrition knowledge or should i say neglect the nutrition knowledge instilled in them.I being brought up in the middle class took a liking to the processed food and the break container had sweets and processed drinks splash anyone? chocolate wafers? and the occasional banana or apple. Forget packing eggs and brown bread and homemade fruit juice , you would be the class joke and the 'fake kid' and no parent wants their kid to be fake so even lunch time would have you buying chips and chicken or chaps or hot dogs or burgers(i see you saying hot dogs and burgers..yes we had those at our canteen coz i was privileged to go to one of those private schools where the students are king.)instead of the kitchen balance diet of rice, spaghetti, beans , meat, greens and a fruit. The middle class is the driving engine of many economies but its also the killer of much of the population as they house diseases like diabetes, high blood pressure and other diseases especially in the youths in that category known as rich people's diseases.
Am not against money and enjoying life but am for healthy living(am sipping a 2 table spoon of sugar cup of coffee right now but as with all things one step at a time am taking one cup a day instead of three). The poor are poor but they live healthy lives, they eat their green leafy vegetables , energy filled carbohydrates and plenty of milk and water. In my mind whilst my brothers and i sit down to sweetened cereals and milk, eggs fried in ridiculous amount of oil and toast with thick lay on of margarine a kid in the village is sucking a cow's titty forgive me udder in fact let me correct my ignorance..has milked a cow and is drinking its milk and supplementing it with last nights leftovers or previously fried cassava or pancakes or bread.I don't wanna live in the village and i prefer my milk in that box at the supermarket well pasteurized and packaged but we should learn a few things from village leaving. Nutrition is not the only thing we can learn from the village..ever heard of village medicine ..Soothing Bath gel has nothing on bathing herbs...they are like 10in1 function wise from luck with men to luck with jobs and the in between..give me some of that!....Am not joking am serious have you seen me writting about a man or job yet?????????????(Forgive me again..i know your my humble readers not Dr.Phil)
Now i know your like yeah yeah why couldn't u blog with a broken tooth its not like we can see you. Well, answer is Image is everything even in the blogsphere..i was seeing myself and damn..your homegal looked like an extra for nickelodeon or home alone 1.
Thursday
THE CONCEPT OF OVERSTANDING.
I can't sleep again so might as well be productive and blog...ha ha ha(why am i laughing its not funny...breathe..focus..go)
We are all familiar with the word understand: it means to grasp an idea of something or have knowledge about it. Over standing is not the opposite but it is a greater level of understanding that turns into a negative...it is rather a case of too much of anything is bad. Okay don't worry i gat ya am going to break it down for you in scenarios.
Your meeting your boyfriend for a drink and it is chilly and you go to ladies and when you come back you find he has already ordered Coffee and you ask why he ordered Coffee and he says thats what you always drink-he is overstanding you because that day you may have wanted a soothing cup of hot chocolate.
Your girls call you to go out on a Saturday an hour or two before they step out...when you ask for prior notice they say you always make it its not like you have anything to do-they are overstanding you-you were to watch re-runs of gossip girl or weakest link(and you take Tv seriously), but there invite sounded to be more fruitful.Besides they were buying.
Your boss or mother or father calls you for a meeting it and you arrive with a Clinton-esque speech(I did not......)-your overstanding your boss, parent or parents, they may be calling you to reward you but coz a call for a meeting is understood as good or bad in most cases bad you overstand it to be bad and prepare a speech.
A boy points at a group of girls and all the females point an themselves- confidence is a good thing but don't overstand yourself, i know your a catch and you would date you but hold your horses on that one.
After the realization of overstanding themselves they point to the prettiest of them all-this is not an overstand of the boy it its reality..he is pointing to the prettiest all the time..when he points to the ugly one its probably a teen movie based on a bet the boy had with his friends with the morale that ugliness can turn the high school jock into a humane creature.
Am out and please don't overstand me coz you read my blogs....understand me...overstanding me may be dangerous to your health LOL.
We are all familiar with the word understand: it means to grasp an idea of something or have knowledge about it. Over standing is not the opposite but it is a greater level of understanding that turns into a negative...it is rather a case of too much of anything is bad. Okay don't worry i gat ya am going to break it down for you in scenarios.
Your meeting your boyfriend for a drink and it is chilly and you go to ladies and when you come back you find he has already ordered Coffee and you ask why he ordered Coffee and he says thats what you always drink-he is overstanding you because that day you may have wanted a soothing cup of hot chocolate.
Your girls call you to go out on a Saturday an hour or two before they step out...when you ask for prior notice they say you always make it its not like you have anything to do-they are overstanding you-you were to watch re-runs of gossip girl or weakest link(and you take Tv seriously), but there invite sounded to be more fruitful.Besides they were buying.
Your boss or mother or father calls you for a meeting it and you arrive with a Clinton-esque speech(I did not......)-your overstanding your boss, parent or parents, they may be calling you to reward you but coz a call for a meeting is understood as good or bad in most cases bad you overstand it to be bad and prepare a speech.
A boy points at a group of girls and all the females point an themselves- confidence is a good thing but don't overstand yourself, i know your a catch and you would date you but hold your horses on that one.
After the realization of overstanding themselves they point to the prettiest of them all-this is not an overstand of the boy it its reality..he is pointing to the prettiest all the time..when he points to the ugly one its probably a teen movie based on a bet the boy had with his friends with the morale that ugliness can turn the high school jock into a humane creature.
Am out and please don't overstand me coz you read my blogs....understand me...overstanding me may be dangerous to your health LOL.
Wednesday
TIT FOR TAT
So everyone is leaving ...okay not everyone am exaggerating but i have a number of friends who have crossed borders and some crossed seas....this is a good thing for them but it sucks for me, not coz i will miss them, please.... what do you think FB and Skype and Twitter are for? It is a bad thing coz am left in the pearl and they are bound to make feel bad intentionally or unintentionally. How?
Posting pictures of white sand beaches, aquarium floored restaurants, gigantic shopping centers and them holding shopping bags.
Making status updates about seeing celebs and being at this club.
Inviting me to an Usher live show in the country they moved to(By the way why invite me when you know i can't make it?????)
Well am always happy for my friends but that doesn't mean am not sad for me. But oh well life is as such and when life hands you lemon(by the way this is not just a lemon its arsenic) what do you do make lemonade (or in the case of arsenic...am not about to say arsenic poison yourself i may be a little sad but i love my life gosh what kind of person are you?...in arsenic's case make pesticide and kill flies instead of yourself)
Yeah so back to my retaliation,
am going to go garden city(qualifies as a big shopping mall) hold a few shopping buveera and take a few snaps infront of Sylvie's, enkha rash and at banana boat.
Next stop Nakumatt...am gonna take a snap at java's(of course a few shots will have the javas light in them) then proceed to Mr.Price where i will take a snap in the changing room.
I will take one weekend and hit the pseudo beaches of entebbe and take capturing and fun looking snaps.
I will have to have a night scene album in which i take view shots from garden city roof top and from crested crane towers and i will have to take photos at cayenne and silk ocean and maybe one kivulu.
Lastly i will have to post an O.M.G..i actually saw Baboon Forest crew in a forest and shortly after that..am in the same taxi as Butcha man.
If i don't make them feel bad or impress them in the least at least i would have managed to get their attention.
Posting pictures of white sand beaches, aquarium floored restaurants, gigantic shopping centers and them holding shopping bags.
Making status updates about seeing celebs and being at this club.
Inviting me to an Usher live show in the country they moved to(By the way why invite me when you know i can't make it?????)
Well am always happy for my friends but that doesn't mean am not sad for me. But oh well life is as such and when life hands you lemon(by the way this is not just a lemon its arsenic) what do you do make lemonade (or in the case of arsenic...am not about to say arsenic poison yourself i may be a little sad but i love my life gosh what kind of person are you?...in arsenic's case make pesticide and kill flies instead of yourself)
Yeah so back to my retaliation,
am going to go garden city(qualifies as a big shopping mall) hold a few shopping buveera and take a few snaps infront of Sylvie's, enkha rash and at banana boat.
Next stop Nakumatt...am gonna take a snap at java's(of course a few shots will have the javas light in them) then proceed to Mr.Price where i will take a snap in the changing room.
I will take one weekend and hit the pseudo beaches of entebbe and take capturing and fun looking snaps.
I will have to have a night scene album in which i take view shots from garden city roof top and from crested crane towers and i will have to take photos at cayenne and silk ocean and maybe one kivulu.
Lastly i will have to post an O.M.G..i actually saw Baboon Forest crew in a forest and shortly after that..am in the same taxi as Butcha man.
If i don't make them feel bad or impress them in the least at least i would have managed to get their attention.
Monday
SOMETHING'S GOTTA GIVE
So my home boy's ex girlfriend is getting married and he was invited to the wedding meeting and subsequently to the wedding. Well he is now confused and in the state of 'if' where he second guesses his past decision which is normal considering that they shared a part of their lives. With exes comes alot of emotions- resentment, anger, hate, regret and if you had a sexual relationship that means you connected on a spiritual level and when the spirit is broken its not quick to heal like the heart(damn am so proud of that statement it sounds so legit ha ha okay on with it..). So he is deciding on whether to not go or go..me i gave the cryptic answer i always give with these issues..listen to your heart.
Well this got me thinking about why girls most especially invite exes to their dos...me personally i would invite you to stick it to you especially if you messed me up. Now some girls are really nice and harbour no hard feelings but you never know a persons heart and its my belief always that something's gotta give, its the 21st century but lynching and cruel murder still exist but in a newer downsized(as to go with the minimalist but impacting trend)form called meanness also known as emotional abuse that will drive you to depression and subsequent suicide.
Well I as Milan he hehe hehe....should i write this...oh hell yes i might as well write it coz I speak it .
I would not invite my ex to my wedding meetings, forgive me but to me wedding meetings and this haramabe concept makes you look poor and desperate. The fact that now telecom companies provide sms alert for meetings makes it worse. If am to invite you to a wedding meeting it would be the one i plan to have just to allocate tasks and stuff. If he contributes a penny to your wedding its like he still has a role to play in your life...and am sure as hell not having that!
I would only invite you to my wedding to cement your insecurities...if your short and my guy is tall you will get an invite, if he is well endowed and your not your getting an invite, if he has money and you don't your number one on the guest list...and the last criteria am getting married and your single..come view your pathetic life while i bask in the glory of my new life.
Some may view this as mean but its the only reason i would invite an ex whom am not friends with to my wedding otherwise leave the bugger alone to his life and move on with yours why start a new chapter of your life with him/her there.
Well this got me thinking about why girls most especially invite exes to their dos...me personally i would invite you to stick it to you especially if you messed me up. Now some girls are really nice and harbour no hard feelings but you never know a persons heart and its my belief always that something's gotta give, its the 21st century but lynching and cruel murder still exist but in a newer downsized(as to go with the minimalist but impacting trend)form called meanness also known as emotional abuse that will drive you to depression and subsequent suicide.
Well I as Milan he hehe hehe....should i write this...oh hell yes i might as well write it coz I speak it .
I would not invite my ex to my wedding meetings, forgive me but to me wedding meetings and this haramabe concept makes you look poor and desperate. The fact that now telecom companies provide sms alert for meetings makes it worse. If am to invite you to a wedding meeting it would be the one i plan to have just to allocate tasks and stuff. If he contributes a penny to your wedding its like he still has a role to play in your life...and am sure as hell not having that!
I would only invite you to my wedding to cement your insecurities...if your short and my guy is tall you will get an invite, if he is well endowed and your not your getting an invite, if he has money and you don't your number one on the guest list...and the last criteria am getting married and your single..come view your pathetic life while i bask in the glory of my new life.
Some may view this as mean but its the only reason i would invite an ex whom am not friends with to my wedding otherwise leave the bugger alone to his life and move on with yours why start a new chapter of your life with him/her there.
Wednesday
I DO IT, YOU DO IT , HE DOES IT, SHE DOES IT, WE ALL DO IT!
Okay this one may get a few haters but as usual ama keep it real and bring it to you. Now i know there are some people who are gonna pull the trust and honesty cards but we all know the facts.
So what am i ranting on about...welll...Googling an ex or current partner or stalking their Facebook profiles.
Well i was telling my girlfriend how i googled my ex..luckily when you google him you come up with more than social networking sites and she found me unbelievable and the act unfathomable. My defence..i want to know. Don't you guys ever want to know whats up, what more is there, are you never curious.
Oh well call me curious milan..i googled.. and i found some pretty impressive things too bad in africa flow of information is not as good as western world so i don't know if he was ever arrested or his school performance but am praying for information rely to improve so that what people won't tell you...... you find out.
Well me and Mr. X broke up(not because of the googling you jumper to conclusions...other issues) but he was still my facebook friend and then it was his turn(Now you know even guys do this so is not women's nosy nature), he confessed he use to check my profile and my pictures , if i was tagged with another guy he would ask me who he was to me...well i enjoyed the attention and obession but it got a little to old and trying, knowing someone is monitoring your every FB move. So what did i do? You know home gal don't jokes...BLOCK THIS PERSON.
He was furious till now he hates me for it but it was better to stick to phone conversations and direct meetings.Now don't be judging the tatics and power play of our relationship. You think me and him were bad, well at least we knew we stalked each other on web.
There is a girl i know who formed a whole new profile filled it with mutual friends and then tried to woo her own boyfriend to see how far he goes with the internet fantasy...what did he do? The fool fell for it and went to meet his new chic for a sexcapede only to find his current..BUSTED..i think you don't need me to finish that one.
Now if your dumb enough to have you love's name as a password..best believe she/he is logging in as you and chatting up all your friends of the opposite sex or checking your inbox.
If your a novice to this i have an IT friend who can hook you up with some password decorder series and your set.(Ha ha ha haha ha- no thats not my evil laugh of converting you..am just laughing at the fact i got a hook up for such..God am such a skeptic.)
Technology is vast..the play has moved from phone checking to facebook stalking and googling...This is the millennial generation..Generation Net...what happens in cyber doesn't not stay in cyber its bought to real time with real consequences and real people.
So best believe....googling, facebook stalking..I DO IT, YOU DO IT , HE DOES IT, SHE DOES IT, WE ALL DO IT!
So what am i ranting on about...welll...Googling an ex or current partner or stalking their Facebook profiles.
Well i was telling my girlfriend how i googled my ex..luckily when you google him you come up with more than social networking sites and she found me unbelievable and the act unfathomable. My defence..i want to know. Don't you guys ever want to know whats up, what more is there, are you never curious.
Oh well call me curious milan..i googled.. and i found some pretty impressive things too bad in africa flow of information is not as good as western world so i don't know if he was ever arrested or his school performance but am praying for information rely to improve so that what people won't tell you...... you find out.
Well me and Mr. X broke up(not because of the googling you jumper to conclusions...other issues) but he was still my facebook friend and then it was his turn(Now you know even guys do this so is not women's nosy nature), he confessed he use to check my profile and my pictures , if i was tagged with another guy he would ask me who he was to me...well i enjoyed the attention and obession but it got a little to old and trying, knowing someone is monitoring your every FB move. So what did i do? You know home gal don't jokes...BLOCK THIS PERSON.
He was furious till now he hates me for it but it was better to stick to phone conversations and direct meetings.Now don't be judging the tatics and power play of our relationship. You think me and him were bad, well at least we knew we stalked each other on web.
There is a girl i know who formed a whole new profile filled it with mutual friends and then tried to woo her own boyfriend to see how far he goes with the internet fantasy...what did he do? The fool fell for it and went to meet his new chic for a sexcapede only to find his current..BUSTED..i think you don't need me to finish that one.
Now if your dumb enough to have you love's name as a password..best believe she/he is logging in as you and chatting up all your friends of the opposite sex or checking your inbox.
If your a novice to this i have an IT friend who can hook you up with some password decorder series and your set.(Ha ha ha haha ha- no thats not my evil laugh of converting you..am just laughing at the fact i got a hook up for such..God am such a skeptic.)
Technology is vast..the play has moved from phone checking to facebook stalking and googling...This is the millennial generation..Generation Net...what happens in cyber doesn't not stay in cyber its bought to real time with real consequences and real people.
So best believe....googling, facebook stalking..I DO IT, YOU DO IT , HE DOES IT, SHE DOES IT, WE ALL DO IT!
Saturday
SPARE ME.
Okay if your in Africa i think you saw what went down in the Big brother house..we had a little gal on gal action..Lesbian actions.
I am all for expressing oneself however but not sexually on Tv! But since i was not quick to judge and draw the lines and am adventurous and open minded people were worried about me that i may be Lesbo or venture into bisexuality. Well if i did(which i can't coz am a Christian and we are all aware of the Sodom and Gomorrah story)so what?
Personally i believe one's sexual orientation should not be the major issue of judging that person. There is so much more to someone than whether they like men or women. Imagine the world was Gay and you wanted to be straight and the stigma you would receive.
Judging people based on their sexual orientation is just as bad as judging someone based on race, tribe, language and physical disability.
If our politicians, world leaders,friends and heck family(yes i went there, people you interact with everyday) were to come out on their sexual preferences would we fail to acknowledge there contribution to your lives and society? Would we render them no longer fit for society or unable to contribute positively in our lives?
Well am not a lawyer or gay or gay activist am just a human being who feels making other people feel less human is bad.
So to all of you swaying your propaganda in my face and passing judgement and drawing conclusions about me............SPARE ME!
I am all for expressing oneself however but not sexually on Tv! But since i was not quick to judge and draw the lines and am adventurous and open minded people were worried about me that i may be Lesbo or venture into bisexuality. Well if i did(which i can't coz am a Christian and we are all aware of the Sodom and Gomorrah story)so what?
Personally i believe one's sexual orientation should not be the major issue of judging that person. There is so much more to someone than whether they like men or women. Imagine the world was Gay and you wanted to be straight and the stigma you would receive.
Judging people based on their sexual orientation is just as bad as judging someone based on race, tribe, language and physical disability.
If our politicians, world leaders,friends and heck family(yes i went there, people you interact with everyday) were to come out on their sexual preferences would we fail to acknowledge there contribution to your lives and society? Would we render them no longer fit for society or unable to contribute positively in our lives?
Well am not a lawyer or gay or gay activist am just a human being who feels making other people feel less human is bad.
So to all of you swaying your propaganda in my face and passing judgement and drawing conclusions about me............SPARE ME!
Friday
OH HELL NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I told a guy friend of mine am some what of a feminist then he asked me if i hated men. Well last time i checked in the dictionary a feminist was a person who supported equal rights for women not one who hated men but i forgave his ignorance and told him no i just believe women should have equal opportunity like men.
Well this guy whom i thought was so 2010 turned out to be so 1910 when he said that he believes women should study up to o'level and then get married, bare children and thats all..they only need education up to o'level so as to be able to entertain the husband friends and fit in English speaking societies. I looked, eyes wide open and mouth agape and i was like OH HELL NO! and then proceeded with descriptions of him as a male chauvinist and a backward F*****r..(not my best use of my vocabulary but he asked for it).
Why are men even in 2010 so backward in thought? I know its not all men so i would love to send a shout out to my Chocolate brothers who believe in an educated independent women, a successful working wife & mother and a learned partner. But if your a chocolate brother who supports an independent women so that you can feed off her shame on you..and here is your HELL NO!
Now for those backward brothers...stop with your inferiority complex and grow some balls, really! I know your line of thought and to it i say HELL NO!
-A woman's place is in the kitchen...HELL NO..how about you cook me a meal sometime or do the dishes seeing as i don't do that using my privates but my hands.
-A woman's life should revolve around pleasing her husband in bed...HELL NO...what about me and you pleasing me?
-An educated woman can't make a good wife...HELL NO..a man threatened by his wife's accomplishment breaks a marriage with his inferiority complex.
My stand is if your a guy in 2010 and you still think this way please help yourself and change your point of view...get clued in ..see a therapist...do something to change your backward mentality but before then just stay away from me. Oh about my guy friend who stirred all this up well lets say he is no longer on my party invite list.
Well this guy whom i thought was so 2010 turned out to be so 1910 when he said that he believes women should study up to o'level and then get married, bare children and thats all..they only need education up to o'level so as to be able to entertain the husband friends and fit in English speaking societies. I looked, eyes wide open and mouth agape and i was like OH HELL NO! and then proceeded with descriptions of him as a male chauvinist and a backward F*****r..(not my best use of my vocabulary but he asked for it).
Why are men even in 2010 so backward in thought? I know its not all men so i would love to send a shout out to my Chocolate brothers who believe in an educated independent women, a successful working wife & mother and a learned partner. But if your a chocolate brother who supports an independent women so that you can feed off her shame on you..and here is your HELL NO!
Now for those backward brothers...stop with your inferiority complex and grow some balls, really! I know your line of thought and to it i say HELL NO!
-A woman's place is in the kitchen...HELL NO..how about you cook me a meal sometime or do the dishes seeing as i don't do that using my privates but my hands.
-A woman's life should revolve around pleasing her husband in bed...HELL NO...what about me and you pleasing me?
-An educated woman can't make a good wife...HELL NO..a man threatened by his wife's accomplishment breaks a marriage with his inferiority complex.
My stand is if your a guy in 2010 and you still think this way please help yourself and change your point of view...get clued in ..see a therapist...do something to change your backward mentality but before then just stay away from me. Oh about my guy friend who stirred all this up well lets say he is no longer on my party invite list.
YOUR NOT COOL...YOUR SICK
Okay if you have not guessed by now am very opinionated a tad judgemental and very observant. Well i came up with my own concluscions after a friend told me, the fact that i didn't participate whole heartedly in the modern youth culture of sex, drugs and alcohol means am not cool. Well here is ma two sense on COOL.
BOOZERS: Well am not against alcohol, truth be told i love ma merlot and my sangaria and some of my besties are drinkers but some boozers are not cool they are sick. I heard once of a guy who drunk a whole crate of nile beer in a 100,000/= bet...well he was sick..sick of poverty that is. Anyway jokes aside we have heard of the guys or chics who could drink the best drinker under the table and are in bars every other day.I understand social drinking but when you need to drink or you think drinking is cool then your sick..depression, low self esteem, mild sucide tendencies/wanting to escape(coz why you would drink to black out from liquor daily don't make sense).
GANJA:Am all for the legalization of marijuana especially since its a suppressant to cancer treatment related side effects but when it becomes a regular thing..one joint for the club, one joint at the club, once joint for work, just one for...then its an addiction. The need to be on that constant high and to escape from reality and go to ' a better place' well that doesn't make you cool my friend it makes your a drug abuser and a severly depresssed person.
WANKERS AND DOERS: Well the wankers are just sick persons especially when they indulge in pornography...i believe porn wankers have socialization issues and are just wrong. Wankers are not cool they are sick really sick in the mind...so sick that they resort to rape, pedophilia and the like to get that fantasy . The doers, the sex pests: well sex was created by God and that makes it a good thing but just bonking your way round kampala or uganda or the world not so good..its natural instinct to want to bonk and its okay to bonk but really in this day and era of HIV/AIDS one has to be cautious and the fact that one uses sex as a weapon to achieve things or as a symbols of machoism points to something missing not coolness.
Well i know some people may be against my views but they are mine not those of my click or peers and all i have to say get your own and then we can compare notes....other than that before you do something thinking its cool just think of this article.
BOOZERS: Well am not against alcohol, truth be told i love ma merlot and my sangaria and some of my besties are drinkers but some boozers are not cool they are sick. I heard once of a guy who drunk a whole crate of nile beer in a 100,000/= bet...well he was sick..sick of poverty that is. Anyway jokes aside we have heard of the guys or chics who could drink the best drinker under the table and are in bars every other day.I understand social drinking but when you need to drink or you think drinking is cool then your sick..depression, low self esteem, mild sucide tendencies/wanting to escape(coz why you would drink to black out from liquor daily don't make sense).
GANJA:Am all for the legalization of marijuana especially since its a suppressant to cancer treatment related side effects but when it becomes a regular thing..one joint for the club, one joint at the club, once joint for work, just one for...then its an addiction. The need to be on that constant high and to escape from reality and go to ' a better place' well that doesn't make you cool my friend it makes your a drug abuser and a severly depresssed person.
WANKERS AND DOERS: Well the wankers are just sick persons especially when they indulge in pornography...i believe porn wankers have socialization issues and are just wrong. Wankers are not cool they are sick really sick in the mind...so sick that they resort to rape, pedophilia and the like to get that fantasy . The doers, the sex pests: well sex was created by God and that makes it a good thing but just bonking your way round kampala or uganda or the world not so good..its natural instinct to want to bonk and its okay to bonk but really in this day and era of HIV/AIDS one has to be cautious and the fact that one uses sex as a weapon to achieve things or as a symbols of machoism points to something missing not coolness.
Well i know some people may be against my views but they are mine not those of my click or peers and all i have to say get your own and then we can compare notes....other than that before you do something thinking its cool just think of this article.
Thursday
ENVY OR ADMIRATION?
Well today i was in the company of a brain surgeon....hold your horses nothing is wrong with your home galz brain! Okay to be honest something is wrong but not that which needs a brain surgeon, i just met him because of a little car accident and this guy spoke Russian, how did i get to know that, well...details you don't need to know but anyway I was like WOW i have heard French, Spanish, German and Chinese but Russian no!
Now my mind went into rewind and i remembered all those French lessons in primary school and the German ones in F.1 and F.2 and then the 'i wish' demon crept in and i was like, I wish i had done a language longterm coz i would be so much more enlightened and there would be many more people i could speak to with a second foreign language.
Then i thought...yes after the rewind i came to the present and thought...do i admire this guy or envy him. Well i admire him because he has the discipline to learn a new language stick to it and speak it but the fact that i went into the 'I wish' mode makes it envy because i longed to poses his fluency in a foreign language.
Well i concluded that there is a fine line between envy and admiration and when i search my heart i think i was more an admirer than envious or jealous. Don't believe me okay lemme ask you this, why would your home girl be jealous of a guy who speaks a language which is known for warfare communication and training olympic winners...am neither a war lord nor a sportswoman so.........ADMIRATION!
Now my mind went into rewind and i remembered all those French lessons in primary school and the German ones in F.1 and F.2 and then the 'i wish' demon crept in and i was like, I wish i had done a language longterm coz i would be so much more enlightened and there would be many more people i could speak to with a second foreign language.
Then i thought...yes after the rewind i came to the present and thought...do i admire this guy or envy him. Well i admire him because he has the discipline to learn a new language stick to it and speak it but the fact that i went into the 'I wish' mode makes it envy because i longed to poses his fluency in a foreign language.
Well i concluded that there is a fine line between envy and admiration and when i search my heart i think i was more an admirer than envious or jealous. Don't believe me okay lemme ask you this, why would your home girl be jealous of a guy who speaks a language which is known for warfare communication and training olympic winners...am neither a war lord nor a sportswoman so.........ADMIRATION!
Wednesday
EVIL DOERS IN HOLY PLACES
So youl girl has been nourishing her brain with some reading hence being lost. Now i have nothing against mills and boons and the Danielle steel crew but i prefer reality to fiction so i chose to read a book based on misuse of religion titled 'Not without My Sister'.
Okay this book is craaaaaaazzzzzzzzzyyyyyyyyy this guy starts a cult losely based on religion where his belief is that love is the answer and we should all love ourselves and the ultimate expression of love is sex. This individual advocates for sex and sexual acts to be conducted amongst adults and children, in the presence of children and with children as young as three years old. WHAT SICKNESS IS THAT?
I believe these people deserve death as in the capital punishments but that's me. I recently heard of a pastor who raped a three year old, a priest who impregnated a teenage girl and a religious leader who took girls from the village under the guise of educating them abut instead used them as prostitutes.
Why are these things happening in our society and why are we not doing anything about them? Well am not surprised since i also heard of a top government official signing off adoption papers for a young child to go with missionaries for 'a better life' but a week after, the child's corpse was found undeclared with no vital organs in a South African hospital.
Well needless to say this lack of protection of our children by the people meant to be protecting them bothers me and am up in arms about it but first things first...reality in the real world is harsh enough don't need to read it in a book so pass me Hollywood Wives or a Sidney Sheldon.
Okay this book is craaaaaaazzzzzzzzzyyyyyyyyy this guy starts a cult losely based on religion where his belief is that love is the answer and we should all love ourselves and the ultimate expression of love is sex. This individual advocates for sex and sexual acts to be conducted amongst adults and children, in the presence of children and with children as young as three years old. WHAT SICKNESS IS THAT?
I believe these people deserve death as in the capital punishments but that's me. I recently heard of a pastor who raped a three year old, a priest who impregnated a teenage girl and a religious leader who took girls from the village under the guise of educating them abut instead used them as prostitutes.
Why are these things happening in our society and why are we not doing anything about them? Well am not surprised since i also heard of a top government official signing off adoption papers for a young child to go with missionaries for 'a better life' but a week after, the child's corpse was found undeclared with no vital organs in a South African hospital.
Well needless to say this lack of protection of our children by the people meant to be protecting them bothers me and am up in arms about it but first things first...reality in the real world is harsh enough don't need to read it in a book so pass me Hollywood Wives or a Sidney Sheldon.
MISGIVINGS OF MISS MILAN
I get bored easily and love rebranding so am switching it up(yeah switching it up..been listening to new skool hip hop lately and now am into that swagg style hence the miss). Nway just letting you know so that your in the know.
Tuesday
INFORMATION IN NOTHING OUT
So i bet you thought i was not gonna be back till a month later huh huh got you. I was just too busy looking for work the job hunt is a mean thing especially when you know your not up against better candidates but nepotism, tribalism and technical know who it can really make you a depressed and bitter person but i choose to look for the good in everything. Whilst going for the interviews you obviously research about the company and organisation and alot of information comes to mind like how half or more of our economy is foreign owned, how minimum wage doesn't really apply, how hard it is not to live from pay check to pay check considering these exorbitant taxes. I got so much information and it sat around in my mind and was saved there for future arguments and stories and blackening of my government.
I then thought how many of us get information and do exactly what i did thinking what can i do with the information i got has to do with labor and all its facets in the pearl of Africa so think if we were 1000 people who got this info and we decided to rise up and ask for action to be taken would labor not be treated properly? Think of the information on child mortality, corruption, and all other issues affecting our country that we get and do nothing with. What if we decide to do something with it..this is a generation where information can be put out as fast as you can get it ..can't we then use that to create change and make our country progressive. Ofcourse i hear your refer to us being silenced for standing up but how long shall we suffer? Something has to give coz getting nothing out of this information in our heads other than bar discussion and arguments and blog posts is just not right.
I then thought how many of us get information and do exactly what i did thinking what can i do with the information i got has to do with labor and all its facets in the pearl of Africa so think if we were 1000 people who got this info and we decided to rise up and ask for action to be taken would labor not be treated properly? Think of the information on child mortality, corruption, and all other issues affecting our country that we get and do nothing with. What if we decide to do something with it..this is a generation where information can be put out as fast as you can get it ..can't we then use that to create change and make our country progressive. Ofcourse i hear your refer to us being silenced for standing up but how long shall we suffer? Something has to give coz getting nothing out of this information in our heads other than bar discussion and arguments and blog posts is just not right.
Wednesday
BEATING THE ODDS OR BULL SHITTING
I read somewhere that girls are less likely to start a blog and be persistent with updating it. Well as a girl am here to disapprove, you know your home girl likes beating the odds. I am a girl and to top it off i get bored easily so this is not going to be a walk in the park but i will do it. A man walked on the moon, lame people have walked, women and men worldwide have beaten cancer and by that same belief , faith and dedication I will stick to blogging. My God why does that previous statement make me sound like an inspirational speaker or a bullshitter. Speaking of bull shitting have you ever met people who speak so much crap and actually believe their crap like a 4ft girl convinced and trying to sell you on the idea that her dream to become a model would come true, really.... sorry to bust your bubble but some dreams don't come true especially those involving 4ft catwalk models try else where. And why do we always tolerate bullshitters ...someone stands infront of you telling you a blatant lie or some weed induced tale and you stand/seat there smiling and bearing then. Am a really nice person but one of these days am gong to call someone on their Bullshit. Person will be talking to me and i will scream out BULLSHIT.
Thursday
SCARED.
So by now you have probably had about the bomb blasts and those of you that live in Uganda or Kampala already kicked into cautious mood and have had part of your social lives taken away. Anyway i heard the bomb blast but it only became reality when i saw the footage on the news and i was genuinely scared. You see these things on T.V in far off countries and never think thay will happen in your country to fellow citizens or friends or family..luckily i never lost anyone but my condolences to those who did. Terrorism wasn't just in a box on my tv or in the newspaper or on the net but on ma doorstep..i was scared and still am.
Then i thought of all the things that scared me that were insignificant...the fear of failure, the fact that i was scared to seriously talk to my parents about moving out, my fear of commitment, and the latest and worst fear that i had very little instinct of a mother, THIS WAS THE WORST. A girl grows into a woman and those motherly hormones kick in but recently i encountered a lady at a shop who asked me if i was buying glucose for my baby, to say i was appalled was an understatement i answered no with a blank look on my face and thought why the heck would i have a baby...i like children and try to tolerate them and think they are pure blah blah blah but why was i appalled that someone would see me as a mother? Am still trying to understand this but in light of the twin bombs it seems so insignificant.
Did this event give me courage to overcome some of my fears because i was confronted with a much bigger fear? The answer no! but it did give me a greater understanding of how life is precious and how the people in our lives should be appreciated on daily basis and it concretized my belief in the Almighty God.
Then i thought of all the things that scared me that were insignificant...the fear of failure, the fact that i was scared to seriously talk to my parents about moving out, my fear of commitment, and the latest and worst fear that i had very little instinct of a mother, THIS WAS THE WORST. A girl grows into a woman and those motherly hormones kick in but recently i encountered a lady at a shop who asked me if i was buying glucose for my baby, to say i was appalled was an understatement i answered no with a blank look on my face and thought why the heck would i have a baby...i like children and try to tolerate them and think they are pure blah blah blah but why was i appalled that someone would see me as a mother? Am still trying to understand this but in light of the twin bombs it seems so insignificant.
Did this event give me courage to overcome some of my fears because i was confronted with a much bigger fear? The answer no! but it did give me a greater understanding of how life is precious and how the people in our lives should be appreciated on daily basis and it concretized my belief in the Almighty God.
Tuesday
I WANT LOVE N PASSION.
So today i spent the day engrossed in the life of Che Guevara and later stumbled upon the romance of Princess Diana and Dodi-Al Fayhed on TV, and i realized my life lacks love, it lacks passion. Granted a revolutionary and a forbidden love are not a normal comparison but am not a normal girl and i see things in a 'not normal way', i found that all these people had love and passion and that's what made them great and what drove them. Sure Che's love and passions were different from Princess Di and Dodi's but they were all driven by that strong uncontrollabe desire, an overwhelming feeling that consumed them and became them. I want that i want love and passion not just in the romantic sense(oooh passion in the romantic sense would be soooooo Gooooood) but in everything i do..passion for living, love my work(when i find some). I see it in this sense, there are millions upon trillions of stars in the sky but we can only see the shiniest ones and its ma thinking that those that we do see are filled with with a burning brightness, a burning that i equate to passion and love. All the people i based my passion and love desire are dead but their lives are prominent and profound...even in death they were glorious. Well i may never be a princess or have an affair with an eygptian turned UK citizen's tycoon son or be a revolutionary but in all i do and in the life i live i want to have passion and love. Even if its recognized by no one at least i will know and as they say what you know and know to be true can't be taken from you.
Sunday
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TITLE THIS.
So i have been gone for a while story of my life...I have a genetic chronic illness..Sickle Cell Anemia..yes people am dying and on Monday i almost came close but thanx to medical intervention and the big man up there am here. Now don't fell sorry for me i've done more with ma life than many normal people and i may outlive many of them as i have before but thanx for the empathy. Now that all the confessions and tears are out of the way i would like to give a big shout out to my first comment...Kiregasword...watsup and interestingly enough their blog is about economics and development in Africa something of interest to me(clap clap). Okay july is here and am finally getting off my A** my guy friends have been on my hind side telling me to get active now i think this is just them caring but my gal L thinks they wanna hookup with me but like guys now days they want a girl who is non dependent either way i appreciate the push coz sometimes you just need a little nudge to start the journey of your life. Well Ghana disappointed by not making it and immediately Africans turned against A.Gyan n the Ghana team n this made me think how unappreciative people can be....this man played remarkably to get Ghana to the quarters and yes he missed the penalty but if u had the weight of 6 million plus people on your shoulders and had just played for 120minutes and had nerves for ages would you have done better? Well i love Ghana they have set a great example and challenge for other African Teams and A.Gyan is a hero. Well what else do i have too say....alot but you'll just have to wait for it on the next post. Cheers
Thursday
I WOULD LOVE TO CARE BUT I DON'T.
This is like day whatever seated at home doing nothing, my mom occasionally shows concern telling me to be proactive, my dad on the other hand is glad to have his baby girl at home 24/7 no risks of pregnancy or HIV/AIDS or any other big embarassments to the family. Anyway i met up with a friend of mine and she was talking jobs and interviews and C.Vs and i was with her but not 'with her'. Ever had those conversations where your hearing someone but not really listening..yeah that was the kind i was in. So i have not written any C.V nor any application why? i don't know.. perhaps the fact that it is all a waste of time seeing as jobs are got through whom you know and not actually what you can do or maybe the fact that am very pessimistic about the way labour is treated in my beautiful country and hate being a victim or my constant reflections on why i can't get employed and rightly paid for my other abilities that are non-academic like writing, or having a good and educated opinion on things, or party planning n organisation. Well i also dislike authority but who doesn't? maybe i will be well suited for self employment but then again that too has its predicaments. Its not that i would not like to get a job or am lazy okay maybe am a bit lazy but when i put ma mind to it i get things done. I guess its all this negative energy surrounding the job market and all this pressure and overwhelming interest in who has a job n who doesn't. Truth be told i would love to care about this job situation and all the hype but i don't.... i have been in school for 19yrs i deserve a one month break before i conquer the world and yes i will conquer the world but before that am going to enjoy soccer season, wake up late and sleep even later and gain all the weight i lost worried over a degree not lose some more worrying about a job. By the way wat does the bible say about worrying....DON'T.
Monday
WOMEN AND BEAUTY PRODUCTS
So on the weekend i was over at ma girlfriend's place and so as her girlfriend i found my way to the bedroom(we know no bounds). Anyway yeah the bedroom, nice place matched beddings and curtain, fresh, well lit but all those i noticed with a glimpse then viola the beauty corner. This gal had a three tier trolley full of beauty products. I as a human being began to note and judge, that is for skin lightening but she is light, oh now that soap makes you dark why does she own it, does she not notice that that tin is empty, ooooh God does she have that perfume hmmm wonder if she can agree to give it to me, uuuuuuhhhhhh is that gro-aid didn't know she had hair problems, look at the dirt in that make up brush does she ever clean it??? Well my mind run all these directions with just on glance. Then it occurred to me girl why are you judging first look at your own shit.
Well i went back home sat on my bed and looked at my own beauty corner, you would think am running a beauty shop: nail polish; used, unsed and dried up on, hair oils from 4 different manufacturers, shampoos; pantene, head and shoulders, johnson, soaps; exfoilating, black heads, mositurising, makeup; from rimmel, balck radiance l'oreal, mac all serving the same purpose, deodrants and perfumes and i was like damn!
Women love their product and thats just that, we may never use it but we find comfort in knowing that we have it. We have attachement issues that is why we never throw away anything. And that is my defence for why i never cleaned out ma beauty corner and as for why i judged my home girl well...am human best defence i can get. But as a progressive person who believes in growth i will throw away something once in a month okay no in six months...oh well i will throw away something once in a while.
Well i went back home sat on my bed and looked at my own beauty corner, you would think am running a beauty shop: nail polish; used, unsed and dried up on, hair oils from 4 different manufacturers, shampoos; pantene, head and shoulders, johnson, soaps; exfoilating, black heads, mositurising, makeup; from rimmel, balck radiance l'oreal, mac all serving the same purpose, deodrants and perfumes and i was like damn!
Women love their product and thats just that, we may never use it but we find comfort in knowing that we have it. We have attachement issues that is why we never throw away anything. And that is my defence for why i never cleaned out ma beauty corner and as for why i judged my home girl well...am human best defence i can get. But as a progressive person who believes in growth i will throw away something once in a month okay no in six months...oh well i will throw away something once in a while.
Saturday
SURVIVING THE CLAWS OF THE URBAN CITY
Today i was delighted to met a new acquittance, D , she is from Tooro and she has come to stay with her cousin P a good friend of mine. D doesn't know any luganda-which is like the trading and predominant language in Kampala-and she knows enough English to get by. She is a pretty and innocent girl but on meeting her ma joy was soon diminished by thoughts of what would happen to her in 5 years and if she will survive the dangerous claws of Kampala city. Will she survive being a side dish, settling down just for survival, get an education and if she does follow through on it? What will happen to her and will P protect her or propel her into the scandals lives of many girls such as her who come from the village to the city in search of a dream and a better life.
I am a good listener although am a better talker but i have heard of stories of girls who came with so much hope for a better life in the city but are met by the harsh reality. I know of a hairdresser who came from the village to live with her her sister hoping for a better tomorrow but on arriving to kampala she discovered her sister was a prostitute and to stay with her she had to join the trade because as the sister said to her "this that you detest so much pays the bill and helps me survive so do it or go back to poverty". In her mind her sister was an authority on life in the city so she followed her until she was rescued by a good Samaritan who introduced her to the beauty business.
This is the fact of life for some but i prefer optimism so i will hope that D survives the claws of the city.
I am a good listener although am a better talker but i have heard of stories of girls who came with so much hope for a better life in the city but are met by the harsh reality. I know of a hairdresser who came from the village to live with her her sister hoping for a better tomorrow but on arriving to kampala she discovered her sister was a prostitute and to stay with her she had to join the trade because as the sister said to her "this that you detest so much pays the bill and helps me survive so do it or go back to poverty". In her mind her sister was an authority on life in the city so she followed her until she was rescued by a good Samaritan who introduced her to the beauty business.
This is the fact of life for some but i prefer optimism so i will hope that D survives the claws of the city.
ONWARDS ONWARDS...AM PUSHING ON
Yeah am back, i never really give up on things but as a self confessed procrastinator i often leave things hanging especially if they are not yielding expected results just like this blog. I put a hold on my blog heck it has only two followers one of whom is me..i love myself that much people and you should envy me if you don't(love yourself that is) ha ha ha. But seriously i had kind off put it on hold until today when i attended a media event for the 360 Network where someone spoke about blogs and blogging. Well a blog is an onlinejournal of sorts...i figure its like the diaries we keep at home, people read them but never tell us until they stumble upon something really captivating. So my blog might be read by many people God knows where coz its on the WWW and when they are captivated they will click that follow button as for now its onwards onwards for me with my blog.
Wednesday
BROS OVER WHORES???????
So i was talking to this boy pal of mine and i was like don't boys have a code like girls do about relationships. Its common knowledge to girls that you never ever date your friends ex and you never let any man come between you two and so i was wondering if boys had the same code too. He told me that p***y is p***y and that you don't c**k block your homeboys unless the boy truly likes the girl and sees her as wifey material in essence any guy friends girl is up for grabs from the word hi when she is introduced to the buddies. Then it dawned on me why so many of my galfriends have been hit on by the ex's friends and they feel its disgusting whilst the boys think its cool....men are indeed from mars and women from venus!
PURE FRUSTRATION
Okay so am preparing for exams next week but all i seem to do is sleep and watch t.v and when i sleep i don't get re-energized oh no i just feel more tire less sleepy and huge headaches. Am only 22 why is ma sleep pattern like this i can't say i have ever eaten healthy so unhealthy eating can't really affect me. O h well maybe its just that i can't wait to be done with school and move onto the next thing. Its just purely frustrating when you wake up wanting your day to go a certain way and it instead goes its own way now i know how my mother feels having raised three kids who turned out as they liked Lol
Tuesday
BREAKUPS
So i broke up with my boyfriend but we still remain friends but he doesn't miss a chance to tell me that i was wrong to dump him. Sometimes i wonder if he is right then again maybe its my desperacy to be with someone because i know for a fact i wasn't happy in the latter parts of our relationships. Why is there pressure to date, have a partner and to marry??????? I don't get it maybe i never will because this is a question asked before me and will probably be asked after me. Anyway am gonna take a deep breath and move on...find me a new man, a new adventure and a new story...can't blog about the same thing everyday can i now?
Saturday
Prisoner
I am the happiest prisoner, thats ironic right how can a prisoner be happy. But you can be happy if you are a prisoner in your own home and you aren't actually in prison. Unhappiness comes in when you have a curfew of 10pm and your a 21 year old university finalist so much for growing up. And the worst thing is you have neither the financial freedom nor the balls to get up and leave. But it sure makes for an intresting life.
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