HONESTLY

Wink, Wink ;-)

2012-01-04T12:17:00.003Z

For some reason people keep on asking me what my new year’s resolutions are. I don’t know if its small talk or just being noisy because this time round i don’t feel like sharing but for you I will.

Resolutions for 2011

1. I cannot tell you

2. Same as above

3. Always return calls, reply text messages and emails – if only just to be polite.

4. Be happy and thankful.

Haha why make the world more complicated than it already is. Can’t wait to excel – I pray you do too.

Have a great week people.

Nutshell

2011-12-19T10:17:00.005Z

All’s well that ends well they say – this year has been the darkest since my existence. I have failed at love and friendships, won with family, excelled in career and learnt to let go.

Despite being tough in more ways than

one, I am thankful to Him above that I can wake up with a smile and know that I will learn to love again, that my family’s got my back and that my career… well my career is where I wanted it to be at this time in my life. I have learnt that God is good, all the time and his faithful every single day – even when things seem hard.

If I am to take anything away from 2011 – the lesson is simple – To be still and know that he is Lord

I close 2011 with unbelievable by Craig David and Declaration – Kirk Franklin

Have a beautiful Christmas people and let 2012 be the year you need it to be - As for me its the crack of dawn. See you on the other side.

Weakness just

2011-12-07T20:08:00.004Z

This is not ‘the sweeping me off my feet story’ but it just cracked me up. Story goes - I have always dreamt of meeting a foreign man, fall in love and him with me that he would love everything about me and learn my mother tongue just for just. Today God smiled at me and this one dude decided to profess his undying love for me this morning, this didn’t go according to plan so he decided to woo me with a text in luganda.

"nkwagala nga nkoko nsike, kwelaikila nga sikulufizi, ontwemula ememe nga bilu ya masanyalaze, nolwekyo nkulindilila nga aklulu kabili kumi na mukaga"

Literal meaning :

'I love you like fried chicken, I worry about you like I do about tuition, you take my heart like an electric bill ,therefore I will wait for you like the presidential elections in 2006.'

You gotta love this guy for trying right …lol..:-)

Happy week people :-)

This and that ...

2011-12-06T10:42:00.008Z

December blues - i wonder if there is such a thing..winter blues yes but dec blues ..hmmm i wonder to myself. When i think of December, i think Christmas, Moses, White christmas - the fringing cold (not this year), and how old i will be next year.

I have got sick/vomited/thrown up twice in a space of five days, (No i am not pregnant-reminds me of my gal Val - i should facebook her , its been a while).

I cut my hair - I like it..and i think its not just me , i seem to be getting alot more attention than before.

I miss my daddy and my mummy.

My girl Sheila face booked me she goes like, 'hey i miss u and i dont have any messages from you ....y?!!!' made me smile, God knows i love that girl.

I think i have been swept of my feet. (a story for another day - maybe next month)

The debate a few nights ago - you dont chose who you fall in love with /have a crush on but you chose everyday to love them after. True or false.

Blast from the past

2011-11-28T09:55:00.004Z

When you chose your friends,

Don't be short -changed by choosing personality over character.

W. Somerset Maydham 1874 -1965

This weekend three things happened, I met Zora, I met Angela & Brian, I met Brian & Tall Frank.

Zora: Not the best looking girl I have ever laid my eyes on, but her confidence did work for her all the way – though the arrogance and rudeness did not work well in her favour. After a few moments of our meeting I was appointed the task to set her up with my ‘white friend’ – DH as for this she informed us how she was going to lose weight so that she would get him to love her and yes she was very serious. Will I do it – hell NO.

Angela & Brian: I looked across the room and there is this dude staring at me like he knew me. Out of courtesy I extend my hand to exchange pleasantries and this dude give me my life history for way before this world took away my innocence. We talked for a while; he tells me Tall Frank is in town. I ask him how he and Angel know each other as the chic was giving me evils and I didn’t want to be trading on dangerous grounds. He explains that his ex boyfriend to her sister. I am uncomfortable, he asks for my number, I give it to him and sketch my others.

Brian and Tall Frank: I get a call Sunday morning, I agree to a meeting. We try to catch up. They are talking about getting laid, being laid, when the best time is to be laid , which man would be impossible for a Ugandan girl to lay (all this while i am thinking this is the kind of conversation I listened to three years ago- I mentally cross them out of my co – circular activates)

I will borrow leaf from Autorose and evaluate my choices(not my friends) and not to being a miss goody two shoes ~~bitch~~ I believe I should take hind of W. Somersetr Maughem’s words don’t you.?

Have a great week people.

Happy Thanksgiving

2011-11-23T10:14:00.001Z

Thanksgiving seem to have crept up on me this year, but that doesn’t mean that I have nothing to be thankful for despite the fact that I have lost track of the times and season that I still think its June at times but still have most of 2012 laid out. All being said and done this year I am thank for a lot;

The Lessons that I have learnt about love, being in love and patience. The heart wants what the heart wants but it’s not always that the heart gets what it wants. I have learnt the hard way that if you truly love, then you never give up on those that you love no matter what. That’s the difference between love the feel and love the action.

For the opportunities that I have had across my way, that I am happy, content and grateful. He told me to be still and knew that He is God. So when one door closed, he opened another for this reason I know that It’s not that I want to be a billionaire, it is that I know I will be a billionaire – not like Bad Black though

I am thankful for working for Americans who know the meaning of thanksgiving hence getting Friday off across the board.

For my friends, the old who have still love me through it all, the new who will stay for as long and for those that I have lost along the way – it was good knowing you, I learnt a thing or two.

For my family, who love me for who I am, the way I am, with no questions asked.

Food for thought;

Last weekend I came to a conclusion I had disputed for a long while – White people cannot dance, growing up in a black neighborhood doesn’t help their cause either.

East or West

2011-11-16T18:59:00.002Z

Since I flew the nest, the longest I have been home has been eight weeks a time, but in all my travel and adventures I have come to realize that there is no place like home. And though I know I might be preaching to the choir here the things I miss about Kampala are countless, so I thought if I jotted a few down I would reminisce and drop it, so here goes;

The way that I ways feel there is not enough time in a day. If only we could get 5 extra hours I would be contented. The fact that I always seem to be on the move, in a rush to meet a friend for lunch, coffee, a drink or two after work, dinner, to make a drop or a pick up, to spend time with family, to catch up with a mate. There just seems to be not enough time in 24 hours.

The way my parents, cousin and brother beg me to make breakfast, lunch, supper, evening tea snacks..whatever is edible and requires preparation. In my mum’s worlds – living by yourself got you to learn how to cook. I keep saying to myself it’s not my fault I am gifted people..:-)

My girl Sheila – the one person who knows me, my ups, my downs, my deepest darkest secrets, all my personality traits. The one person I am so sure would cry with me, laugh with me, Jump with me despite how high, the one person who will be on my side of the road even though we both know I am on the wrong side.

The pork at Kyadondo ruby club - Ok you can argue with me on this one, but I have had the best nights, bumped into people I never thought I would ever meet ever again, danced to odd music, had some eventful nights, made friends who will I know will last a while, and finally understood the gentleman’s game all in the same place. Come on you gotta love this place.

My cousin ‘Kili Obvious’ (how she got that name is a story for another day) – The sweetest, funniest , craziest and most loving cousin a girl like me would ever ask for. This girl never seems to run out of what to say. She’s sister I never heard.

The stand still traffic during rush hour especially on the Mukono-k’la road, clock tower (you gotta love the traffic police – who in my opinion cause more traffic), the short cuts I came to learn and Kironde road- the one road I can go 80 on and still feel like I am going up hills and valleys.

The one K – who seemed to get me on a rollercoaster ride every week but at the end of the day I just couldn’t help but smile and fall in love all over again

My parents who seem to love me more now than they did when I was still dependant on them.

Home is defiantly where the heart is. You have got to see it to believe it.

All is fair in love and war

2011-11-14T13:44:00.002Z

Its all fair in love and war they say, but is it really..??!!

I am a firm believer in talking – let’s sit down and talk it though it like two grown adults and lets come to a solution even if it means that we just agree to disagree. This is one of the reasons politics leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.

What will war solve if it’s at a cost of so many promising lives? The future Bill gate, Steve Yobes, Besigye, Bebe cool and Bobi wine of a generation to come. So you want to control the oil, the gold, the salves, the prostitutes. How about we sit down and make a gentleman’s agreement backed up by the law. Let’s be civil about it and show who the bigger man is. So when the likes of Omara Bashira attack a people who are so fragile and helpless in the name on power and control. It saddens my heart and as the whole world watches I dread to be him on judgment day.

And when it come to the affairs of the heart, why fight, throw acid or arrange a bitch slapping session to another individual simply because the two a company has become three a crowd. If you are old enough to get the emotions flowing through you then you are old enough to know that it doesn’t matter whose taken what , who , when , where. The preacher man last Sunday said that if she stole him from you, its simply because you two were never meant to be, so stop crying, man up and move on (his words not mine). As big a curd it is for me to chew on, sometimes as hard as it is, it’s better to just walk away. After all they do say that time heals all wounds. You will defiantly learn to love again.

These words inspired by ; Whats a man to do? – by Usher Raymond. And the struggle after the partition of Sudan and south Sudan

Have a great week people.

Two for the price of one.

2011-11-08T07:15:00.000Z

My last girlfriend standing is due in dec/ jan – and she knew how to keep a secret well, not that I would have scolded her. Honestly I would have genuinely been happy for her.

The other day I had lunch with one of my girls and she had just been proposed to. I was excited for her, over the moon …thrilled in fact, then I asked her so how about kids and career ( she is a go getter like I am). Her expression did all the talking for her, ‘ Babies come first’, she said. At that moment it dawn on me I was the last girl left standing in my circle of friends who wasn’t looking for a baby anytime soon or willing to have a man ride me all night long in the name of making one.

So then my mother asked me the other day, if I was born without maternal instincts, next thing I knew I being introduced to some stinking rich guy who did not hesitate to get my number and ask me too lunch. The fact that he was shorter than me bothered me. In my mother’s words, ‘every girl needs a man, if you cant find any I will help you get one’, She went on to listed the qualities she knew would work for me. The funny part was all possible suitors did not fit the profile.

So this brings me to my question; would it be so wrong if I opted for IVF (artificial insemination) in our African society? Why would I opt for that?! Because I am a proud preacher the NBM (not before marriage) and I don’t see any wedding bells for me in the next six weeks let alone next year. So would it be so wrong if I waited to have a child of my own, chased my career and after am a big-time shot I run down a clinic, put my feet up and get some random doctor shoot sperm of someone I will never meet up me. Plus side high chances I will have twins that I have always wanted hence two for the price of one.

Sometimes all you need is just a little assurance

2011-11-06T18:09:00.001Z

To really love a woman, to understand her
You gotta know her deep inside
Hear every thought, see every dream
An' give her wings when she wants to fly
Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms
You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman
You tell her, that she's really wanted
When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one
'Cuz she needs somebody
To tell her that it's gonna last forever
So tell me have you ever really
Really, really ever loved a woman?
Yeah

To really love a woman, let her hold you
Til' you know how she needs to be touched
You've gotta breathe her, really taste her
Til' you can feel her in your blood
An' when you can see your unborn children in her eyes
You know you really love a woman

When you love a woman
You tell her that she's really wanted
When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one
'Cuz she needs somebody
To tell her that you'll always be together
So tell me have you ever really
Really, really ever loved a woman?

Oh
You've got to give her some faith, hold her tight
A little tenderness, you gotta treat her right
She will be there for you, takin' good care of you
You really gotta love your woman, ya

Bryan Adams

Nigga Please

2011-11-02T06:42:00.001Z

After being away for a while a few things have come to my notice ;

I haven’t written about guys in a long while so today I will have a field day. I had a friend who asked me out in his words he said, ‘babe you are not getting any younger.’ That was one of the reason he gave that should persuade me to be with him. I thought to myself, am 24 and yes he was right I wasn’t getting any younger but still I wasn’t ready to settle for second best. For the part where he invited me for meals and drinks and made me pay for them, his argument being I worked, so I should be able to pay as for women now days are the ones who keep the man. For fear of using bad language I will say that’s bullshit emancipation I am all for in regards to similar or better salaries but when you invite me for lunch its only common decency that you should pay. Nigga please.

The one who took me for lunch on getting there he said he didn’t want to eat. Being me I thought dude what the heck I aint eating while you watch me eat. So I insist that I couldn’t eat alone. He orders, I order, we eat..and he asked them to add me more drink I must add. When the bill came, we both stared at it for a while, till I pick it that’s when he suggested that we go halfies. After that hour I told myself that’s it, you want to woo me don’t make me pay for my own lunch and part of yours. Nigga please.

The one who decided to take me to all these places he paid I must add, but we hardly had anything to talk about and when he got tipsy the best he could do was laugh at anything and everything. So when I chose to chill with my mates on the occasions he just turned up at my spot outta blue..he got upset..i said to my self , if I didn’t come with you, I am not obliged to sit with you. So don’t you dare lose you temper just b’se am chilling with my mates and not you. Nigga please.

The one who was a gentle man, asked me for dinner paid for it and then up and left the country and expected that if he called me at midnight I would have the time of day. Nigga please

The one who sent me Air time anonymously and then called me thinking that for that I was obliged to meet with him. I can buy my own AT. Not forgetting the one who accused me of not picking his calls and when he called me on a different line I picked,I have things to do and I must add I aint your girlfriend to start explaining myself. Nigga please.

I had a crazy, fun ,busy eight weeks but to crown it up was meeting the chic I had heard about but never meet. Who assured me of breaking up a happy home and looked at me as a common whore who was beneath her. Never have I ever been bother by someone who doesn’t feed me, cloth me or put a shelter over my head. But this one chic got to me. Thank God in anger I am usually one of few words and this time I believe he had his hand on me b’se all I could think of was I earn more than you do so don’t you dare think I am beneath you. You can have your happy home for all I care I ain’t the fighting kind and you ain’t about to get me started b’se to be honest you are nothing to me. She left a bitter taste in my mouth.

And on that note I concluded my holiday.

am back.....for now.

2011-10-31T15:21:00.001Z

Am back but this time from the south side..or would it be the north ..i guess it depends where you are coming from but hey tonight i feel like i am in a post war movie probably set in the 1950's Africa..With gun men being the order of of the day . And the international community looking in and offering aid. Tonight i look to taking cover and dodging a bullet or two but at least i am in the same time zone and i have international immunity not that it makes me invisible but it makes me feel truly blessed.

I must say life is good and i how i have missed you.

the week this has been

2011-07-21T10:40:00.001+01:00

Everything comes in threes they say, and no i am not superstitious.

In primary a kid told me that before something tragic happens the joys and happens that overwhelms you is beyond anything you can comprehend. He said that its like as though the universe is preparing to drop you flat. (And no I don’t believe in the universe.)

I do not fear death but my greatest fear is losing my family to death. It stings.

When Moses left daddy looked me in the eye and told me – your best friend is gone. The first words he said to me.

Should we celebrate life on that day – its easier said than done. For they say blood is thicker than water, actually this is when these words seem to be the most true.

Then Monday, mummy called – her words, “ no we are not fine, your sister just died.” I went numb. This was so close to home but I was so far. My heart melted for daddy, one child you can recover but two that just keep on your toes.

I actually had plans Mary, to hook up, catch up on the things we never got a chance too, like talk about men , steal you clothes – though I think my dress sense was better but there a few thing I could have borrowed never to return., we were to travel the world, you were to attend my wedding and I was to teach you the lingo. When I spoke to daddy I just couldn’t keep it together, not even for him. His words “you had the same heart”.

Tuesday Diana called me, her first words “Kim’s dad just died”. I went nub, now this was going all wrong. I think my primo friend would say that the universe was beening thrown way out of balance. Kim’s dad was sweet, we met a few times, he was a good man. At Kim’s graduation he gave a proud dance, made sure we all got home safe. He collapse and couldn’t make it to hospital in time. I spoke to Kim we couldn’t say much we were in shock. I couldn’t even bring myself to tell her of my end. She didn’t need this, defiantly not today.

Today Aaliyah’s cousin passed on.

This life.

It wasn't me

2011-07-18T16:41:00.010+01:00

Aaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!

She screamed out loud.

Everybody looked at me to wonder what I had done to make her release such a heart rending scream, but there was nothing to my knowledge except just being there.

She had walked calmly from the back, greeting all her friends after paying her respects to the new wedded couple. As she approached, one look at a brother and all her mouth could do was let out a high pitched scream prompting the guests to take their attention off the new husband and wife and onto me and her.

The world slowed down as she gave me a hug.

After it was done, I looked back giving an "It wasn't me" look. Shaggy should have been laughing at me at this point.

Why?

1. I was caught red-handed by the public, exuding natural charm and irresistability to a woman.:P
2. She was not just a woman, she was a beautiful woman.
3.She was not just a beautiful woman, she was also a young woman.
4.She was not just a beautiful young woman, she was a married woman!

Heh!

It wasn't me! But there were witnesses.

There is a good God above because had the husband been around, we would have been singing "Blood on the dance floor", except this was a reception venue!

Anyway, what we a pity when your best friend gets married.

Lesson: Mbu your husband's wife has a best friend who is a guy? Heh! You're just joking.

Written by guest blogger Nev who you can find here . Have good week people.

Better ways to go..

2011-07-06T14:41:00.000+01:00

I never understood why the law had beef with people who tried to end their lives it. The way I looked at it was, what any way did with their life was non of anyone’s business. This was until today when I heard about how one of the kid (man now) a few houses from my childhood home tried to end his life. And master plan;

He got dressed 3 shirts, 3 trousers and wrapped a blanket round himself, he then locked the door set fire to his mattress and fell on it ready to meet his maker.

Of all ways to go surely there are better faster, less messy ways take pills, drink poison, jump in front of a fast moving train. This counts for also those who decided to jump off a bridge, a building etc. giving extra work for those who are to clean up your mess.

What ever the situation there is always a solution, an end to ones life is selfish and leaves others to pick up the pieces.

PS: In the morning, he was found still breathing and as for now his in ICU at IHK and has been in a coma for two days.

To this I thought, ‘Oyo yetaaga kibooko’ (he needs the rod) after his out of Intensive Care Unit of course.

True Story

2011-07-05T12:23:00.002+01:00

Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
Oops, there goes my skirt dropin' to my feet
Oh my

This is not the what went down over the weekend though if It had it would be a more interesting story to tell. So leaving my house on Saturday afternoon I make a mental note just incase I do not see my bed till Monday night

Just before I shut my front door I make a mental note.

Underwear check

Keys check

Phone check

Toothbrush check

Wallet check.

I am ready to hit the road.

45mintues into my journey and on last stop, I had t take the bus, multitasking as always I look for my travel card in my bag and as I hold my hand out to stop the bus I realize one of my knickers is hanging off my travel card. At a bus stop crowded with people I smile, put on my big girl panties, fold my delicates, give the bus driver a smile and look for a sit and once I meet my girls all is forgotten.

Next time some asks me my most embarrassing moment I think I have an answer, to me this is worse than being caught having sex with the house help in the banana plantations by you father.

Have a good week people

Love

2011-07-04T11:43:00.004+01:00

Text messages in a certain gentleman's phone inbox. Don't ask how i got to see them.

"You just made me blush. Before you know it you'll be my addiction....goodnight sweetest hubby ever."

" I request a divorce. why? I don't think i can go on like this. Miss you soo much, thinking of you all the time. It's going to kill me you know."

"Sweet husband of mine, I miss you...I want you....I need you. Please be mine for just this one time. Please be mine for just this one night. Please be mine for eternity. Please be mine and mine alone forever.Yours truly, your wife. XXXX"

"When i found you, i believed in love again and in romance once more. U give me a reason to look forward to the future. I love you. XXX"

Didn't get time to read all. While at it, I blushed on the dude's behalf. I like it when people spread some love.

money, money, money.

2011-06-28T14:04:00.002+01:00

In my life I have realized, there two kinds of people, the ones who love you for what they think you can offer and the ones who actually think you are amazing no matter how broke you are. That’s when I stumbled on these quotes by people I have never met.

I’ve been rich and I’ve been poor: Rich is better. — Sophie Tucker
When I was young I used to think that money was the most important thing in life and now that I am old, I know it is.” — Oscar Wilde
Money isn’t everything but it sure keeps you in touch with your children. — J. Paul Getty
Every morning I get up and look through the Forbes list of the richest people in America. If I’m not there, I go to work. — Robert Orben
I have never been in a situation where having money made it worse. — Clinton Jones
Money is something you have to make in case you don’t die. — Max Asnas
One of the strange things about life is that the poor, who need money the most, are the very ones that never have it. — Finley Peter Dunne
The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money costs less. — Brendon Francis
Finance is the art of passing currency from hand to hand until it finally disappears. — Robert W. Sarnoff
Money is the opposite of the weather. Nobody talks about it, but everybody does something about it. — Rebecca Johnson
You can’t buy love, but you can pay heavily for it — Henny Youngman
If you think nobody cares if you’re alive, try missing a couple of bank payments. — Earl Wilson
Poets, we know, are terribly sensitive people, and in my observation one of the things they are most sensitive about is money. — Robert Penn Warren
I made my money the old fashioned way. I was very nice to a wealthy relative right before he died. — Malcolm Forbes
Love lasteth as long as the money endureth. — William Caxton

aaahhhhhh

2011-06-23T06:55:00.005+01:00

No, i am not your girlfriend.
No, i am not going to be your wife.
No, you have no right to tell your sister about me.
Making your family believe that there is a future for us.
Getting your auntie to set dates when you will come to my father's house to ask for my hand.
I can deal with one but three a day!!!!
It was fun for a while, but now i feel like i am infested with locusts.
Changing my perception, to think that next time you say hello you will be going on one knee.
I am someone's spare rib and i dont think its you.
So next time you all decide to run around letting the world know about 'US' just because i smiled back at you.
Stop and think, 'am i her one?', or atleast ask me so that i know how to react when you grandma calls me.

PS: I used to envy a girlfriend who men seemed to be after all the time calling her left, right and centre. She said she hated it, i thought she pretended to hate it because i wanted to be like her, i wanted the attention, i wanted to be desired and wanted. But fast forwarding to now waking up to these phone call's, texts, inbox's, face to face talks is making me pull my hair out.Lord help me i do not loss my sanity.

As good as

2011-06-21T12:08:00.001+01:00

YOU ARE ONLY AS GOOD AS YOUR LAST GIG....your last word......your last behaviour...your last relationship .....in the eyes of men.

This Life

2011-06-16T12:40:00.010+01:00

"Where do you see yourself in ten year’s?", he asked as i leap forward over the trench. I thought to myself ten years !!! It felt like a Job interview

– ‘In ten years I want your son to come begging me for Job, and I will make him parade these streets up and down until I finally tell him, I am sorry son the department’s been closed due to funding issues. I'll keep my ears and eyes open for you..may be next week’.

Nah I didn’t say that , what I should have said was;

-‘ In ten years I want to be a housewife with five kids, waiting dutifully for my husband to come home and hopping my girls didn’t get pregnant at 14’

But what I did say was, “ten years!!! – that is an awful long time ,I can hardly keep a dog for that long how about a relationship.”

Looking at him, he was so downcast like I had just sent 1000 volts of electricity through his veins. And then I remained him of the wheels of life and that sent him to his death bed.

Hhhmmmm this life.

Have a great weekend people..xx

The housemate

2011-06-14T11:59:00.001+01:00

My housemate gives Whitney Houston a run for her money, and I am not talking late night vocals but the early morning ones at the crack of dawn, drugs - crack to be exact and rock n roll

Witness;

Last night before i picked up i wondered to what i owed this pleasure. Call me once yes but two days in a row, I start to wonder if I paid my rent. So in a very grave elderly voice my landlord asked me if i knew whether the girl who lives above me had a JOB. I wasn’t taken by surprise but I decide to uphold the solidarity code and said only what I knew to be fact. Therefore with all the innocence a girl of my nature could master I said, “i don’t know, i see her like once every two months so i cant say much about the matter”

Evidence;

So i am informed that he and a witness come round during the day to revalue the house. On opening her room, the sight that met their eyes was beyond belief. There was clutter everywhere, cigarette butts on the floor, bed and the mess would put the hangover crew to shame. He went on to say that he realized it was her time of the month as her bathroom etiquette was not what my mother would approve of and he didn’t forget to take pictures. As his eyes roamed further around the room they were caught by a shinny attached to a bottle. This was the point when the witness took charge and declared it as crack cocaine.

Conclusion;

And the icing to the cake in a low disappointed voice he says, " you are a grown up, i can tell you this, she has a vibrator." on the other side of the phone, i smiled remembering the sounds that woke me up the other Sunday morning. Chic is getting more action that i have had in my entire being i wonder if the crack helps. So with my most surprised voice i exclaim, "OH MY GOODNESS!!!".

Verdict;

Thou shall not Judge.

2 + 2 = 5

2011-06-09T10:57:00.010+01:00

Things i remember from education are minimal,

Synergy 2+2=5 really??!! my math’s teacher taught me otherwise but my financial analysis professor seem to know different.

So in life does 2 + 2 = 5, from the point of view of Siamese twins and elements…yes. But every time u to add two shots of JD and two glass of coke you still get tipsy and still count four and when you punch it ends up as one glass of JD & Coke with a lemon on top of it.

So did my father waste his money and I my time with some educational bits? I have seen more blackboard then Seya and Michael Ezra but dude’s still give me a run for my money.

In English i was asked to write a composition beginning, ‘looking through the key hole….’ my imagination run wild but the only time i every looked through the key hole was in boarding school when spying on a couple to see what they were doing behind closed doors. Never again have i ever looked through the key hole.

Funny enough this is all i remember from my many years of study at this point and Nimbus clouds of course

Soothe Your Heart

2011-06-08T11:29:00.004+01:00

Let me soothe your heart,
Gently, lest it break again-
No tears now for those eyes of a sunrise
No frowning, you have a smile of a rose's bloom,
Let me soothe your heart,
So that you are not afraid
This heart beats in the same cadence with yours,
So sweets, do not be afraid.
By Joel Ntwatwa.

PS: Made me smile and cry all at the same time.

Said in passing

2011-06-07T11:01:00.004+01:00

Crazy conversation
I never sought permission to link this conversation so if you don’t hear from me in the next few days please call the police.

Ug Girl: by the way chico says hi
AK: whose is dat?
Ug Girl: the dude you were asking about
AK: He doesnt know mi??
AK: u doin' him den...lol
Ug Girl: lol
Ug Girl: no
AK: u are...??
Ug Girl: no i am not doing him
Ug Girl: He is married
AK: dat neva stopped u....
AK.: sumone gonna do ure husband..guaranteed..so u better stay sharp on dat marriage tip...
AK: we can have a bet if u like....lol
Ug Girl: wats the bet
AK: unless the dude is s priest...even dat....sumone gonna test...lol
AK.: u wanna bet....sumone gonna do ure husband...if u live in ug too guanranteed......lool
Ug Girl: you are posioning my mind
Ug Girl: well if i give it to him good
Ug Girl: then would he still go else where
Ug Girl: ?/
AK: no matter wat u do.....its a man thing...
AK: u cant mantain dat...and da allure of fresh new pus.....phew dat nigga gonna be all up innit before he even knws.......
AK: its an african thing man.....u just gotta understand and play ure position as wife....
AK: u loose dat too and u fucked..........looooool
Ug Girl: lol...thats not true
AK: only time gonna tell......
AK: u knw its true....
Ug Girl : so you are saying that there is no such thing as one man one woman
Ug Girl : in the african sense oof thing
AK: there is..but dem boys aint on it...da godly boys yep....
AK.: not da hustlers and shit..lol
Ug Girl: so wat category do you lay ...?
AK: godly...
Ug Girl: ha...
Ug Girl: lol
AK: why
Ug Girl: you like new staff like its weed
AK.: yep...

In other news
Men are like buses/taxi's on a cold rainy day. You patiently or impatiently wait for one for hours then when one does finally turn up there fours others right behind it. - True story.

The learning curve

2011-06-03T15:06:00.010+01:00

I have been a late bloomer, not sure if it is because of the year I was born but Allen was taken around the classes in P6 when she was reported to Mr Wangolo for writing love letters to boys, Loy received letters from boys telling her that she was ‘the only bean in their soup' and that ‘they would love her till L. Victoria dried’. And when I read straight talk kids in P.4 were having sex left, right and centre with the neighbors son in the banana plantations. May be I was indeed a late bloomer.

My first crush Patrick was in S.2, he was a ‘baller’ and the dirtiest boy you would ever come across. He had a girl friend - Pamela (I wonder what happened to her) she was perfect my opposite in fact – she was neat, clean and wasn’t childish as I was sometimes branded.

Then my second crush Robin – the new boy in school, still in S.2. He looked dangerous to me, I day dreamt about him that first term holiday, imagined him as a biker dude. He got a girl friend Maureen ( as per facebook she is engage to be married) – she was beautiful and every guys wanted a piece of her. In S.5 third term I got my ~~third~~ fourth crush Simon ( I really don’t know what I saw in him, he was arrogant, rude and mean – everything I despise today ) we lasted three months and after that I vowed never to let a dude to make me cry.

S6 Vac came fifth crush Brian his kisses smelt like food gone bad, he tried to have sex with me at ever opportunity possible – he even once got me to his neighbor’s house, nobody was home so that we could have sex. Goodness dude tried hard but I was harder. He was paranoid, insecure, controlling and very Jealous especially of any male attention I got. I remember one Charles who smoked like a chimney, drunk like a fish and introduced me to withdrawal symptoms – the shakes. Brian would never let me out of his sight once he smelt Charles around. To the extent he would wait for me to finish work from 6pm till 11pm keeping guard – we lasted 3 months.

First year Uni came George – my final crush to date, he knew I had a crush on him – ( he is everything I pray never crosses my daughters path) he called me to his house once to cook for him and his friend, luckily I had some pride, crush or not I wasn’t going to be at his back and call. Then his famous quote – ‘tulibantu bakulu lets just screw, not strings attached’ I ran for dear life – my father would be proud.

Being a late bloomer isn’t too bad I guess at least I never had pregnancy scares as KS the first weeks of school after holiday. Least I never had to run around telling my secrets to the whole school and later cry my eyes out that everyone was talking about me. At least I had control over my life. So if you are to call me a ~~whore~~ I wouldn’t take that kindly because my learning curve is just the way I like it.

Food for thought

"Our strenth grow out of our weakness".

Ralph Waldo Emerson

A few home truths

2011-05-25T10:32:00.001+01:00

Wednesday is a better day of the working week, but it does not beat beloved Thursday and well, Monday’s – I haven’t yet met anyone in my life time who loves Monday
Languages are interesting, I remember once younger we used to despise being vibbed/lined/ asked out in Luganda. I didn’t understand it till now it was simply because Nkwagala could mean I love you, I want you, I need you (or maybe the you would say nkwetaga) so two days down the line the dude would say I only said I wanted you not loved you and you would have no come back
They say it is easier getting a new Job while you are still in employment, but I think it tends to take longer – though the disappointment is not as bad.
There was a debate there day “would you catch fire for your partner” everyone said no apart from one – what does that say about these people.
Friends are meant to be forever, if a hiccup however big or small breaks up a friendship then the foundations were never strong enough.
Love is patient, love is kind, always forgiving and never keeps record of wrong
Sunny days are always better than rainy days, though some rainy days are sweeter than the sunny days.
God always answers prayer, on way or the other he always does.

Have a beautiful rest of the week people.

Memory lane

2011-05-23T12:48:00.001+01:00

The walk down memory lane is one that is defined and inmost cases never advised to take but when you like to spice life up a bit like I do, you are more than dared to take this road. Without looking back, I set off Friday after work – for this supposed dinner I had been promised – though to be totally honest it was more of the fish that got my feet going than anything else.

Note to self: an ex’s backyard is a terrible ground to poo.

I let him do all the talking and after he was done and we he had nothing more to talk about, I demanded for the fish I had been promised. And I then saw sunshine after the storm again (If a way to a guys heart is his stomach, then you have to pass by my stomach to get to my head.)

After the usual, you are so beautiful, you are the only woman I imagine to spend the rest of my life with and after my fish of course, I hit the nail on the head.

“I have moved on and I think so should you.”

Funny enough I was determined not to be one of his conquests as I knew quite a few of them had stared at his ceiling and rolled round in his stinking sheets. And then he gave me the final statement that I was expectant of the whole evening – the one that was my queue to leave “ you’re the only one who has occupied my thought since the last time” I looked him in the eye and made another mental note: never to be another of an ex’s conquest.

And as the night dawned on me I stood up to leave, as I did I turned around and said, “Get yourself a girlfriend, you have my blessing”.

Food for thought
Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.
Anonymous

Smiles, hugs, tears..all emotion in just one place.

2011-02-27T19:52:00.004Z

The girl crying on her fathers shoulder as her mother stands by.
The siblings sleuthed out in HM smith book store,
The family reunion with floods of tears.
The fear of in the lady’s eyes as she check’s in.
The distant look of the man with his hands in his pockets as he waits for the future to unfold.
The just married on the way to their honeymoon in the Caribbean,
The best friends standing in the queue with excitement in their voices about the holiday they are about to being.
The window shoppers in the duty free trying to kill the time.
The business man with just a briefcase and two suits eight hours away from his meeting.
This is the place I visited over the weekend.
The airport, where you meet people from all walks of life with different destiny’s.
Where did you go?

Food for thought.
"I dont know what your destiny will be, But one thing i know, The only ones among you who will be really happy are those, who have sought and found how to serve." ~Albert Schwertzer 1875 - 1965~

A time for everything

2011-02-22T22:27:00.002Z

When my lungs come to rest
and I've thought my last thought
and I've pennies for specs
and my vive has turned mort...

When I've kicked at the bucket
and shaken a seven
and bench-pressed some daisies
and tried to make heaven...

When my boot soles stop wearing
and Reaper's close by
and a grey undertaker
packs me up for the ride...

When I'm fast losing weight
and fluids and skin
and achieving my goal
of becoming quite thin...

When I'm subterranean
sleeping with worms
and no longer fearful
of picking up germs...

Remember me, remember me
but not as an idiot.
~Stephen Cree~

This month, a friend - 25 passed on in his sleep, Diana lost her mother - 55 to Cancer, Gloria lost her sister - 26 who didn’t realised that when she said, ‘till death do us part’ it meant two weeks down the line.

If today was your last, what would you hope would be said as you were lowered six feet under? For me;
Ugandan girl - a loyal friend, a sweet daughter, a great aunt, a wife of noble character, a loving mother and above all a woman after God’s own heart.

Food for thought:
“Those we love don’t go away,
They walk besides us everyday
Unseen, unheard but always near
Still loved, still missed, still very dear “
Anonymous

Ugaphobia and the big 24

2011-02-16T09:37:00.002Z

I had it all worked out as I took that short bus ride home from a past hours meeting, From the first word to the last full stop. Every detail even the title which right now I am not so sure about. Lets see where the tips of my finger take us on the journey

So far there three land marks in my life, New years, Birthday, blogger D day. Morally I should break down the last twenty three years the ups, the downs, the crazy’s or tell you of what my manifesto is for the year that has started but instead of boring you with these painful details I will tell you about the second Uganda dude who started working ten days ago in my department. I am not one to gossip but I surely cant resist to tell to tell every one who cares to listen, I am tempted to use the word homophobia but instead I will use ugaphobia. When Baz’s talks of Summer’s in ‘bad idea’ I think it is alittle too crazy too considering but today beyond my wildest dreams i am working with a real summer who doesn’t know it yet but he is.

Dude: when are you planning on going to ug for holiday ..
Me: dec
Dude: when were you there last
Me: last year
Dude: Do you have season tickets or something? What flight do you us..?
Me: last time i went i used BA but usually i use KLM
Dude: Its direct.. right..
Me: Yes...when were you there last ..?
Dude: After boarding school
Me: You planning ever going back for holiday or something?
Dude : No i had enough of that place.

To recap;
Day 1 - First Day
Protocol , he needs an id card so on asking him if he had a british passport as this would only require him to provide only a driving licence - dude says yes. Next day I notice his passport is navy blue not Red. OK moving on swiftly

Day 2 - The lift
Showing dude around, he asks what my plans are for the future. I say going back to Uganda here for five years max and am off home. Dude is in shock and boldly say “I can not go back to that country”. So to probe a bit I ask what plans he has he says he thinks of settling in france that’s his place. For some I feel the need to justify my future plans and I say ‘ every one is entitled to there own plans, don’t get me wrong I want to travel around a bit but at the end of the day I want to settle home.’

Day 3 - The Rich Uncle
I over hear him educating another new starter about chemical engineering. Telling him how his VERY RICH UNCLE (he says this more than once in this conversation) owns a breweries in Uganda. (- Get me wondering if your relative has that much power wouldn’t you want to visit him on day even for a weekend. I mean life is too short. )

Day 4 - The holiday (as above)

Day 5 -Valentines day
We discussing the weekend plans and he says his taking his girlfriend to watch a French movie. When ask if he speaks French - he says a little,, so suggestion starts flying in. his told he could take her to Paris for the weekend to watch the movie - now that is romantic. Dude frowns and says - it like talking you to Uganda to watch a movie, would you like that. Then my defences kick in - You don’t like Uganda so you wouldn’t like it, I would very much like it thank you very much.

I might be blowing this way out of portion but don’t hold it against me, after all it is my birthday.

* this post is open to interpretation

Food for thought
Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.
John Howard Payne

where beauty lies...: its nothing personal, really

2011-02-04T12:49:00.000Z

where beauty lies...: its nothing personal, really

Stylish and Versatile bloggers award

2011-02-02T20:07:00.008Z

It has been a long while since i have been nominated for something, tagged

yes..nominated no..or is it the same thing..Not sure but as i said english

isnt my first lanuage. For this award i have been nominated by Mbabazi

and you surely should pass by hers here you will definitely be blown away.

For seven things about myself without giving to much away;

- I am a middle child and i like to get away with saying i am unloved and

unappreciated only to discover that i am an only girl hence you do the

physiology.

- I love Christ with all my heart and my only aim in life is to live a life

pleasing to him.

- The shortest time i have been in a school has been six weeks, there after

i told my parents a twisted truth which included - teachers not teaching,

having sex with their students...etc. My father then took me to another school

with no further questions asked. This school i hated with a passion but could not

pull the same stunt twice.

- I think i was born way after my time because i feel 30 and yet i haven't even

got close.

- My family are the most important, strange, funny, amazing , beautiful, wise,

honest,sweet, not serious ( the list goes on and on) five people in my life. AND

my bestfriend who no matter how long we take without talking when we do still

lights up my world - (you know who you are.)

- I am female and one day i will be a MILLIONAIRE.

- If i could change the world - i would make every one treat everyone equally,

rich or poor , tall or short, fat or not..Prejudice would be erased.

After getting to know and visiting a few bloggers i have discovered style and

versatility that i never thought existed therefore i nominate jny23, njagala,

nev, lulu, kenyansista, syballa, apr9,TRP,Mckeith,sibo

For this award the rules are clear;

1. Thank the person who gave you the award and link back to them in your post.

2. Tell us 7 things about yourself.

3. Award 15 other bloggers.(though i think 15 is a big number considering

most bloggers i know dont blog nomore)

4. Contact these bloggers and let them know they have won.

Food for thought.

'Sometimes the best way to figure out who you are is to get to that place

where you don't have to be anything else' ~ Anonymous

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

2011-02-01T07:56:00.002Z

Out with the old In with the new.

A new month a new day and I can definatly notice as the days go by and age dawns on me and before you say anything - I know I havent hit menopause yet but I am getting to that point when I try to hold on the dawn hoping that a new day doesn’t sneek in and take over my present. Atlease not at the moment for my emotion, thought and being have acquired nothing tangible only mistakes that I have made, relationships that I regret and hope of lessons learnt.

Oh yeah I forget I am back on facebook but now I gave up my obsessive ways and I am just a casual/social facebooker..

David Kato (RIP)

Front page news - and I personally do believe he was worthy to be on the front page and not a on page 10 in 20 sentences or in ‘the other news of the world’. May his Soul rest in peace.

To the preacher at the funeral - I believe that the Good book clearly says that all sin is the same, and it makes me wonder would he have said the same for a murderer’s burial or a rapist funeral?

Life is short and if you spend it hating on others or even on me for these few sentences shame on you because you have just made yours even shorter. My opinion is this what someone chooses to do in the privacy of their own home is non of your business - stop hating because if it is not in your face you have no worthy causes for all we know cheating on your partner, taking or giving a bribe, dishonesty, if loving fellow man is sin then all the above lay in the same category.

Fresher’s Week;

Work does a graduate programme every other year I would say. To my shock there is a Ugandan on my team and then the after the introduction meeting my former manager went spreading rumours that I had a crush on the dude and for the string of men and women I have been in a ‘a relationship with at work’ according to rumours spread my former manager I think I would make a mini united nations. Soon and very soon I think his going to marry me off.

Food for thought.

People in glass houses should not throw stone.

‘Let he without sin, cast the first stone’ John 8:7

.......

2011-01-20T07:33:00.001Z

Its moments like these when the night breaks into day, when the silence disappears , when light consumes the tunnel that I understand. Imagination, or reality. I embrace faith, not as a choice but what I have become.

60 seconds with Ugandan Girl.

2011-01-12T20:41:00.002Z

I was tagged by joyunspeakable right here. An up to now I do not know what to say or how to say but well an interview gotta be done and I hope Mckeith your jotting down the notes. As for the rest of the journalist out there this will make a good story one day when I am a billionaire or rather a 'muula' according to one departed miss cheri. Entonces.

1. What did you want to be when you were growing up?
Like a few little kids that I knew back in the day I wanted to be a doctor until chemistry betrayed me and then I just wanted to be rich, I didn’t care how.:-)
Now I want to be the governor of BOU and for future reference I am still growing up.

2. What’s the best piece of advice you have ever been given?
Shit happens, Life goes on.

3. What’s the best piece of advice you ever gave?
Am not Opera but I know everything happens for a reason. You might not see it know but one day you will figure it out.
And God is faithful – He hears our prayers and he answers them.

4. What do you most enjoy about your job?
Finishing at four on Friday.

5. Who would you most like to have dinner with?
Not Barak Obama, Kofi Anon, Nelson Mandela and even not David Cameron or Tony Blair but Eric Dane. No questions asked.

6. What has been your most embarrassing moment?
I haven’t had one yet but I think if I could think on the wave length am on right now. It would be waking up on morning to find nude pictures of me in Red pepper.

7. Who is the most important person in your life?
My Father.

8. What’s your worst regret in life?
Not having told my brother how much i loved him when i still could. Other than that I have learnt from the experiences of my life hence I really don’t think I can say I regret anything yet...no not just yet.

9. Who is your role model?
Spiritual – Joyce Meyer
Financial – Oprah
Social – This is a hard one

Emotional - ????

10. If you could be one person for a day, who would that be?
Museveni – Change the constitution to favour democracy, creation of Jobs on merit, health services for everyone, scholarships on merit…….the list is endless hope I would have enough hours in day.

Over to you Nev, Mckieth, Black panther, Jny23 and Normzo you know what to do…You’ve been tagged.

why did i grow up

2011-01-05T13:10:00.005Z

Who is with me in missing those days when we broke off for holiday for two months - December till February?
Those days when school was out and all you thought about was holiday plot, which included for many;
- Masterminding stories for the parents to get the dime
- Visiting aunties, cousins lets just say living in other people’s home other than you own.
- Term X (true /False)
- Holiday assignments (being in Shimon this I had only once in my life the year 1996)
-Getting grounded non stop

With all the mischief I turned out alright.

I miss being young. I miss my childhood.

Food for thought:

"I can do all things though Christ who gives me strength"

Philippians 4:13

Bruised, wet, burnt - All in one day.

2011-01-04T07:02:00.003Z

I am that kind of girl who prefers the hair dresser to meet me in the comfort of my own home.Or I actually wouldn’t mind going to the hair dressers home that way she cleans up after. Either way I get my hair fixed.

So yesterday decided to face my fears and head to a saloon. At 11:00am I walked in and I was met with blank stares only until I announced that I was there to get my hair fixed did one of the ladies find her voice and offered me a sit. Next to me was the client who just couldn't shut up, she educated us on her knowledge of hair, to how fat she had become that she didn’t recognise herself, to how she has very dark hair and how she works in an office. Then I wondered if I had made the greatest mistake of 2011 as yet.

Finally at 11:30 one of the ladies starts on my head after fifteen minutes she realises she has to take her kids to the toilet and on her way back she remembers she needed lunch .. Am left there with no explanation as lady downs her chicken and chips. Later she comes back and then this other lady comes and dumps her kids at the saloon by now I realised I cant do kids. May be that’s why I haven’t got any as yet. Kids were too inquisitive, too loud , too everywhere. By now I wanted to scream.

By 6:30pm, I was bruised, wet, burnt (in that order) and for the first time in years I couldn’t wait to bear the winter cold.

I vowed never again and with this trauma, I don’t think anyone I know will be going to that Saloon any day soon.

Food for thought:

“The Sovereign Lord has given me an instructed tongue,

To know the word that sustained the weary.

He wakens me morning by morning

Wakens my ears to listen like one being taught.”

Isaiah 50:4

2010 Vs 2011

2011-01-01T06:05:00.007Z

The real losers of 2010 are the bloggers who dumped blog for the likes of twitter, facebook or creating there own web magazines and forgetting their roots (blogger) I would love to name and shame but for the love of future generations of bloggers I will decline.

2010 - saw world cup drama, losing friends to far away lands, being lined by men with two kids, men with wives and kids, men with girlfriends, old men with great grand children, men who just doesn’t get the point and my favourite was the man who told me that he was too lonely he had no one to talk that that he started to wank and it was too boring that he fell asleep only to be discovered by his brother. Surprising, dude got really upset that I was speechless and accused me of not being a good friend.

I left face book quit a few times in 2010 but at the very end of the year I have left face book and now I am in the third week running and I am still counting. To all my facebook friends, I haven’t deleted you, I haven’t blocked you. I just deactivated my account.

You: Why…?

Me: Just.

You: Will you be back?

Me: Maybe.

With the fading memory of 2010, I usher in 2011. Like Christina Aguilera I am going back to basics and I am having a good feeling about this one.

Happy new year people.

I pray that your year is as good as my one.

Food for thought:

"O God, you have given so much to me.
Give me one thing more,
A grateful heart."
George Herbert 1593-1633

Never again.....maybe not.:-)

2010-10-21T17:39:00.000+01:00

Mark my words, I am not going out mid week ever again, i am not going to watch telly when i get back past midnight, i am not going to sleep at 2:30am when i have work the next day and i will not spend weeks without doing laundry lest i have to forge outfits like i did today. I will always have my phone fully charged .Oh i look terrible, feel terrible and i can’t wait for tomorrow to make up for today.

PS: Do not make my words and do not watch this space....just incase.

What’s amazing me is how God fights our battles. Sometimes we don’t even have to say much but just a simple Lord have your way and it works. I dare you to try it.

And finally no People I am NOT engaged.

3 atlast

2010-10-13T11:53:00.003+01:00

I walked onto the podium, my heart had never beaten faster and my feet had never felt heavier. I wondered why I had agreed to this. I hadn’t thought it through, the responsibility that was to be weighted on my shoulders, the endless pages that never came to an end, the sarcastic lines that I couldn’t help but print. Despite the love that I had for this some times I felt I wasn’t ready for this. Suddenly the applauds stopped and the room went still, all eyes were on me and I swear I could hear a pin drop. Then my lips gave way to words in my mind while I prayed that my heart would kick in sooner that later.

“Over the pasts years I have made friends who have cried with me, laughed with me, were always on my side even though I was wrong but also rebuked me when I was going off the rail. These friends will forever hold a place in my heart. I have shed a few tears along the way and crawled up to a sweet story with a warm cup of tea in my hands. I have seen the world through the eyes of others and this has made my existence as Ugandan girl worth living. I haven’t read from a few of these friends in a while but maybe one day they will remember their first love and will come back and we’ll live happily ever after. "

"Some one keeps reminding me that am complicated - but I am glad that my friends here love me for who I am, the way I am., with no prejudice……”

Then I thought, who am kidding am not barrack Obama but Ugandan girl has made three years today…:-)

Stay blessed

Things detestable

2010-10-06T17:55:00.003+01:00

People who make work life hard
It hard to walk away, you know those annoying people in the office who like to steal your work and do it in secrecy so that they look better to the top dog. – What do you do? Walk away and hope that they won’t sleep better at night. ..Or confront them and tell them to act their age. Life is too short. You want my position grow a pair and tell me to my face.

People who bug you for stuff
If I promised I will fall through. Remind me once and i shall do it,...if i forget, remind me again. If i forget the third time send me a gentle reminder note.. 28 missed calls in a space of 6 minutes it’s not funny and this happening every five hours is not cute. A promise is a date, but have some courtesy – let me do it in my own time and i will do something else for you.

An ex who believes he can still be part of you life, when he knows that the very reason you two went sperate ways is still living in his back yard.

Men who think that just because they like you and you agree to have dinner with them, you automatically will fall though if not have sex with them – at least be there girlfriend. And because you had dinner gives then a golden ticket to control you and tell you, who he doesn’t think ought to be you friend, what you wear is too reviling or how he doesn’t like the way you relate to your siblings. Dude it was just dinner , snap put of it

People who think they know you more than you know yourself. Life is too short , cant believe am bothering with these.

:-)

2010-09-27T22:00:00.005+01:00

I think he likes me...he might not have the right words to say...but i think he likes me. The things he says, the way he is says. Then my insecurities kick in.

I think he likes me. It has been long but i think he still does like me. He sent me a text the other day.. and i could stop smiling..and last night before i went to bed i smiled and said; "Jesus do you think he is the one" and i fell into the most peacful sleep i have had in ages..

I think he likes me and you know what i think i like him too.

Trust me its not you...:-)

To be or not to be

2010-09-21T20:54:00.003+01:00

To be or not to be - An alcoholic????

To be or not to be - A workaholic???

To be or not to be - Upset that your father has more money than my father????

To be or not to be - The best that i can be in any situation????

That is the question and am not mentioning names - mwemaanyi.

jny23 - this is for you

2010-09-09T17:18:00.001+01:00

If people grow fat in one day - tonight I defiantly would be size 24. From toast and yogurt to toast again only this time with jam and butter. To spaghetti Bolognese and a chess cake and then finally to this three course dinner that I am not paying for. This is the very reason my parents decided I shouldn’t take on the food industry and left it to my little brother. And for this week I jut cant stop thinking about that Beef, oba was it lamb. That I had over the weekend. Pure delicacy if out ask me will I do it again. I so would and I can testify this meat was far better than sex. I just can not resist good food and I am thankful. Though every time I stash food down my throat I secretly pray that I don’t turn out to be like on of those American documentaries where they need to carry out of bed with a crane.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
The preacher man said
Everything that has a beginning will eventually have an end
He continued.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Does everyone have those people who you were in the same class back in the day (but you were not posh enough, clever enough, popular enough....etc..for them to be seen with you) that find you on facebook and act as though you are best friend? or those that ignore you like you are contiguous disease my solution to these is ‘DELETE’ – the latter not the former

Whats your say

2010-07-29T13:03:00.000+01:00

If he had to chose between her/him and you would let him choose? If you thought (s)he wasn’t sure of what he wanted and if his/her goal was to please the whole world would you let him be even if this meant keeping his options open and you being one of them . They say girls are complicated but personally speaking I think men have the same drama but of a different kind.
Am not a hater but I have seen what a man can do to a girl when she lets her heart learn to love him and a midst all things even when his heart is solely hers and hers alone, the moment he looks, think, walks with the other woman. It shutters the heart into a million pieces. The other day I read something on face book. “An ex is an ex for a particular reason. They are meant for the past not to tag along in your future.” You don’t have to be nasty but keeping a DISTANCE would be appreciated. (and believe me I am not bitter) so if (s)he asked you to chose what would you do. If you have you hands tied and your back pressed against the wall and the question arose what would you chose you exciting past- or you consistent future. Discuss.

Breathless

2010-07-18T21:55:00.002+01:00

If our love was a fairytale
I would charge in and rescue you
On a yacht baby we would sail
To an island where we’d say I do

And if we had babies they would look like you
It’d be so beautiful if that came true
You don’t even know how very special you are

You leave me breathless
You’re everything good in my life
You leave me breathless
I still can’t believe that you’re mine
You just walked out of one of my dreams
So beautiful you’re leaving me
Breathless

And if our love was a story book
We would meet on the very first page
The last chapter would be about
How I’m thankful for the life we’ve made

And if we had babies they would have your eyes
I would fall deeper watching you give life
You don’t even know how very special you are

You leave me breathless
You’re everything good in my life
You leave me breathless
I still can’t believe that you’re mine
You just walked out of one of my dreams
So beautiful you’re leaving me

You must have been sent from heaven to earth to change me
You’re like an angel
The thing that I feel is stronger than love believe me
You’re something special
I only hope that I’ll one day deserve what you give me
But all I can do is try
Every day of my life

You leave me breathless
You’re everything good in my life
You leave me breathless
I still can’t believe that you’re mine
You just walked out of one of my dreams
So beautiful you’re leaving me
Breathless

~Shayne Ward~

Black Sunday

2010-07-12T16:33:00.001+01:00

The sadness in my heart is beyond anything I have ever imagined. I can not writer or think but just keep on staring at the pictures that don’t seems to leave my screen or my mind and constantly checking google for updates. As much as non of my family and friends were hurt in the explosion am sure six degrees of separation will not soften the blow i am affected and traumatized . The number started from 0 to 25 to 64 and now 74 even if it were chicken it still would be a great number. Since last night a cloud lingers over the country i call home and the city that i love. Every time i look my heart is saddened my parents are safe, so is my little brother but i don’t feel safe anymore. A fear lingers in sight, and nothing can justify what happened at Rugby club, Ethiopian village and also the sites in Bwaise and Ntinda that were mentioned by The New Vision. Tonight i feel patriotic like the Americans felt after 9/11 or the British after 07/07. Tonight i pray for those who have lost a brother, a sister, a father, a mother, a cousin , an auntie, an uncle, a friend, a lover. Tonight my heart bleeds with yours and as i lie in wake at night knowing that if i had been in Kampala last night, i would have been among the counted.

I should be consistent ...Part 1

2010-07-08T12:15:00.001+01:00

Sunny days, rainy days, cloudy days..hmmm i haven’t been here in a whole while and i have nothing much to say but my laptop broke......again....aaahhh:-(

Sex education

2010-05-21T14:26:00.003+01:00

So am browsing facebook and i found this intersting thought i would share

have a good weekend people

Misubbawa (Candles), you'll be amazed

2010-05-17T00:13:00.002+01:00

I think am getting more Maurice Kirya crazy than Miss Cherry :-). So i have been here and i this song. This guy is just so talented. To Translate to English He simple says, "we are Candles, lets shine bright and let God know that we love him. A time will come when he will blow the candle out." (i think that much covers it.)

Have a nice week people and be blessed.

One of those days.

2010-05-13T16:39:00.000+01:00

Today was one of those days that drove me to;

1. Telling someone not to call me something.. :-(
2. Deactivated my facebook account
3. Having breakfast at 12:02
4. Eating half of my lunch at 13:37 and throwing away the rest
5. Having a heart to heart with my line manager
6. Drinking red bull after lunch and now i get the side effects. I feel very sleepy.

Oh what a day. This is a day i really need food for thought.

Seven minutes not worth it at all.

2010-05-10T13:12:00.000+01:00

“You will be ok”, i tell her softly as sobs on the other side of the line. I can feel the tears as they roll down her cheek. In my desperate plea to comfort her I tell her again, “don’t worry sweets you will be fine” we both know this doesn’t bring the comfort that it is meant to. There times i do not know what to say. Other time we joke about almost everything even the ‘it’ we do. She finally chuckles the famous statement, “i will be fine i, i wont die.” I have never talk about AIDS for as long as i did this weekend and this got me thinking. After having one of my closest friends with the virus I see things from a different perspective

Over the past couple of month we have grown closer we talk more than we did before and when we meet we hug and we hold hands like its the last time because at the back of our minds we are not sure the clock seems to be ticking faster than it is supposed to. The virus is taking its toll day by day and sadness fills her eyes, her voice sometime fades to a whisper and comfort becomes distance.

A friend of mine he told me that he never goes ‘live’ or ‘kitwe’- like he referred to it. “wendiila wefiila” (cant find a right English term for this one) A packet of durex he always carries around. “And when I go K’la,” he continues, “I don’t trust life guard as they duplicate it now days and while she is screaming my name it might rip”. Once he and some girl were at a point of not return, she told him, “baby I am fine don’t you trust me”.. and in his words, "i do but i do not trust you ex (to be honest i found that hilarious ). They just cuddled that night and the next day girl found herself at a clinic getting tested. On cheating on your partner he says, “If you are to cheat, do it right-use a condom. If the worst comes to the worst and you could help it but go live, back home just tell your wife you don’t feel like making babies that night while slipping on a rubber.

One of my long time friends loves sex. The last time we spoke about the subject i ask her if she uses protection. She found it funny and said she didn’t want to seem a trump to go carrying around condom so she always leaves it to the dude.

As a friend says seven minutes of humping are not worth it. Neither is a whole night of passion. Life is too short to spend it in and out of hospital on ARVS.

A check up is worth if you are a humper. If you can’t abstain, use a condom but don’t buy it from the park as might rip. Life is short so don’t make it shorter.

Stay safe because life is good when you are.

After all these years.. Tact would be appreciated

2010-05-05T12:43:00.001+01:00

How dare you think we can rekindle our friendship and start off right where we left off? After all these years how dare you think there is no need to apologies. The wound had healed but today it bleeds again. How dare you think that because I am willing to leave childhood mistakes behind and I am ready to stupidly fall for your lies again. How dare think that a bridge can be built overnight over troubled waters after all these years.

How dare you call me just to tell me that you are still in with love me after all these years, How there dare you. Now you think I am good enough, worth fighting for. How dare you tell me you love me after all these years, How dare you live with the claim that you have missed me.

If I am willing to forget the past and start afresh it means I need days, weeks or even years to regain the trust. To regain the love to even be close to were we were. I do not hold grudges, I forgive but I do not know about forgetting. Next time tact would be appreciated.

Lord please help me not to kill someone today.

Friday

2010-04-30T15:45:00.001+01:00

I have never watched time as i much as i did that day, every second seemed slower than the last. The week had rush that i could swear i had missed out a day, maybe tuesday, or was it Thursday, most definatly could be monday as i did not remember what I had done then. Slowly the evening crawled upon me but i knew the sunset was not close, no where near my presumed end to a Friday afternoon.I sat, I stared at my screen and wrote this seeming busy and not, I wondered when and how i would pull this off. Crazy about the night, hopeful about tomorrow. I look at a gaze so strong... oh gosh its my manger.. exit page NOW...have a beautiful weekend as for yours truly am off monday..xx

El Pasado

2010-04-15T15:50:00.000+01:00

The past haunts me.
I never tell but it does.
When I close my eyes
Sometimes I don’t see you
And this frightens me
I never see you in my dreams

The past haunts me
I never tell but I know.
Sometimes I feel all alone in the dark
And I long for the past
It scares me that I don’t think of you

The past still haunts me.
I never tell but I think you know
Sometimes I laugh out loud
Sometimes I smile
It frightens me that I don’t feel the same when am with you
The past still haunts me everyday.

I got fooled.

2010-04-06T11:30:00.000+01:00

I know that April fool's day is long gone but i just had to share this , I have not got much of my share for being fooled on April 1st but i guess i am yet to expect a few in this life time. As i was retiring for the day on Friday, having failed at attempting to fool someone, i received a text from a friend in Canada. It stated, "Delete my fucking number .." (I go like OK) It continues', "..and don't text me again..." (for this i wonder if i am reading the text right but as i read further i get a reason why) "...because that was fucked up what you did!!". (i look in confused trying to remember what i did if any), i am then informed, "...and stop looking confused because you just got April fooled. You know how it is!".

It literally took me a whole minute to understand what was going on and then it dawned to me that i had i just been April fooled..

PS: For an extending version of this text order online or call +440880891234.

Easter and all things nice

2010-03-31T09:00:00.001+01:00

Wednesday: I pick up one of the nicest, sweetest, sexiest people i have ever met in the middle of the night - defiantly someone you do not know.
Holy Thursday: I have dinner with a girl who claims were in the same class in S.6 honestly i have no idea who she is, but she sounds nice. Possibility she never even liked me in school.
Friday: Meet up with Cherry darling (i think) i wonder why she stopped blogging, good thing i guess then she would blog about Friday :-)
Holy Saturday: Retail therapy - ohhh i so need it, maybe a house party - will see what my night friend has in mind
Easter Sunday: Church
Easter Monday: Sleeping, eating, watching movies, sleeping, eating, lounging.

For most Easter is about family, church, get together, The price i have to pay for leaving in a foreign land is friends and church only - no i am not complaining.

So guys enjoy the holiday and don’t forget the reason for the season.

Untitled

2010-03-26T21:08:00.002Z

Why did i start bloggin...who am i kidding...???!!!!

Home sweet home

2010-03-25T12:55:00.000Z

Traffic seems to have been at a stand still for over 30mintues, as far as my gaze could go Jinja Road is swamped, there is silence, not the kind that you hear a pin drop but the one that’s brought about due to the end of the day, the scorching sun setting. As the sun goes down, a taxi conducting loudly chants tirelessly, “ bweyogere, kiraka, Banda.” My phone rings rudely bring me back to reality," hello, Ugandan girl speaking, how can help?"

Everyday i go through life – the same routine ( how I do it, I can not tell), i work tirelessly - those who know me think am a workaholic, I occupy my self from dusk to dawn to feel the void that my heart feels every time i think of Home. The last time i told someone where i was and what i had done with myself, they said, ' i was lucky', but i think for every action there is a consequence, for every blessing there is also a curse.

The things i miss about home.

- The dusty roads, meeting at least one person that you know on your way to work. Saying hello to you mum's friend who tell's you how much you have grown and what her daughter is up to.
- having people doing things for you and not having the slightest feeling that you owe them something simply because you are friends.
- Getting a hug from you friends every time that you meet, holding hands with your girlfriends and no one assumes you are gay.
- No respect for you personal space what’s so ever.
- Feeding off the parents, not because you can not afford but just b'se you can
-Sunshine all year long (though you will probably complain about it at some point
-lazy Sundays, family Sunday, Sunday lunch, hungry after church on Sunday
-Random parties where aunties you have never met all claim to have been therefore for you at one point when you couldn’t remember and demand for a husband
-the two hour lunch breaks
- the 5' o’clock finish
-The meetings at Rugby club, not b'se you have any idea about the game but just to chill
- The endless pork joint, rolex, just chillaxing at home
- Graduation parties, parties, baby shower, weddings, wedding meeting, introductions, introduction meeting.

Home where the heart, so is mine right now.

A weekend with the girls

2010-03-15T13:15:00.001Z

Having spent the weekend bonding with the girls, i discovered what I have always known that It would have been nicer if my parents had tried a little harder to get another little girl or quit a few of them I wouldn’t have minded. So I spent Saturday doing DIY with the girls and talking about Men, sex, men again, the woman on Telly who said she had a fishy odor, men again, movies, clothes, men , sex, men, the Jamican next door, work, men, cooking, talking about men again.

Sunday was no different. I traveled 1 hour and 11 minutes to an anniversary party, my home girls bailed out on me on this one.
I suspected that would be the only black girl there and so i prepared myself emotionally though the thought of lots of nice food kept my Ugandan heart going and I braved the journey. Being Pakistani and Moslem, the girls hang out in a separate room from the boys. This i found strange but after the food was downed and the orange juice kicked in, the dancing got under way, then the talking, we talked arranged marriages, love marriages, sex, men.....In one evening I learnt a whole different culture. A day later i am still feasting on the food from before.

Never realized how much you can learn when you hung out with a bunch of girls with your hair down, your heels off and your feet up.

Have a great day People

Confessions of a Ugandan girl

2010-03-10T10:54:00.000Z

After not blogging for a while I forget at times and I wonder off to blogger only to realize that I still have the same post that I saw last year. At this point last year seems like a faded memory, it lies in the shadows, I do not dare to retrieve it. My year I chose beings today.

2010 - I walked into it with my eyes closes and my body wanting, a quarter way into it I am still not blogging, life seems a drag but today I am going to change that and see the sunshine even though the rest of London knows grey sky’s and thunderstorms. I am NOT breaking down – maybe I should have sex. (This is defiantly not a Brittany, it’s a Ugandan girl turning around- and it not a good girl gone bad, it just a girl seeing life from a different perspective.)

I have broken a heart or two and while at it the following statements were offered;’ get over it mate', 'i don’t like you like that', 'don’t get me wrong , i love you but i am not in love with you', to strangers who were irritating, ' we are not friends, I don’t think we’ll ever be ', some I took off Face book and deleted any traces of them in my life and yet to some as their heart broke, mine broke as well but they never realized it..

Ug;
A friend of mine that have known for ten year a few weeks ago told me she had AIDS. She’s only 24. I cried, I kissed her and cried some more all I could think about was she hasn’t got much longer to go, I couldn’t imagine myself losing her. We had dreams, to live together, get hitched together, go places together- oh that trip to Mombasa and Zanzibar, grow old together and our quarto would be a remark of sex and the city. My heart feels like a time bomb and when that day comes i will not be ready.

I seem to be trading through life, just walking through it. The things that matter to me most do not make sense no more. As i sit i speak to a friend my heart is not where it used to be, my soul seems distant, at least i am blogging again.

K'la here i come.

2009-12-18T11:08:00.004Z

The other day I was upset with my family because they didn’t seem to care but when i called home, i felt at peace and i was glad i didn’t have to put on a brave face, i didn’t have to keep it together, i didn’t have to smile when i wanted to cry. I forgot to be thankful that i had a family that cared for me, whose world would stop if mine seemed threatened.

This week I was moaning about the great number of Christmas cards that i had to write, the presents that i had to buy and wrap before Christmas, the cinema dates, the nights out, the Christmas parties. It all seemed too much. I forgot to be thankful that i had a great number of friends, who thought of me at times of need, at times of achievements, and also at time when it was just us being silly- being friends.

On Monday BA Cabin crew threatened to strike on the day of my flight. I was devastated, all i wanted to do was to be in the sun, at home where my heart is. I forgot to be thankful that no matter what happened either way i still had friends and family who loved me and i would still enjoy the festive season.

I was caught up in what i would call my first snow storm yesterday, i couldn’t see where i was going, and i just prayed that i would get home sooner than later and that meant an hour later with frozen hands and feet but due to unfortunate events i do not have any evidence to support my claims and therefore they will just remain stories i tell that probably people will think are made up. I forgot to be thankful that i had a nice warm bed with great central heating and above all a nice warm cup of tea in my hands and yet there was someone with none of the above.

As i closed my eyes i hoped it would snow the whole night + closed roads = Reason enough to not go to work.. I woke up in the morning, couldn’t be bothered to get out of bed, on my way to work i almost slipped and i cursed today and wish i was in bed, I forgot to be thankful that i had a job to go to in this great recession. That the credit crunch hadn’t hit me as had.

Sometimes i forgot to be thankful, but as this year comes to a close my theme is to be thankful, simply because it could be a lot worse. Merry Christmas and don’t forget the reason for the season. Hope the new year brings you the desires of your hearts.

Food for Thought.
"To speak gratitude is courteous and pleasant,
to enact gratitude is generous and noble,
but to live gratitude is to touch Heaven."
Johannes A. Gaertner

Back in the day

2009-11-20T09:22:00.004Z

Am going to be away for a while. Maybe a few days, maybe a few weeks, may be a month or two...but defiantly will be back. Hope I am missed while I am away, though if I am not, I will make a lot of noise when I get back. I will leave you with this. Do you remember the time when something like this happened to you? Or in other circumstances (99% of the time) when the guy in the tie was the one standing over you?

I was in Simoni demonstration School. ( RIP) true to its motto. 'We change with time'. Simoni sure did to a point of no return.

Have a great weekend people.. will miss you.

Untitled

2009-11-15T20:00:00.001Z

Long away I might seem to be
Distance and time has surpass our existence
But my heart, my thoughts and soul have been with you
My feet have trended in places I have wished we would trend together
My hopes have arisen with every glimmer that you could be near
My dreams have driven us apart and further apart each day that has gone by
But my prayers have been with you
I have hope to watch you sleep and held you hand.
Dreamed of kissing you, and watching you smile
How i have wished you feel my touch
Times have passed, many sunrises and sunsets have gone by
But i haven’t ceased to dream of you from dusk till dawn
I have longed that you would take my hand, and let us be one
For i have loved you in many ways than you can fathom
I have loved you more than you will ever know.

Spot Ugandan Girl.

2009-11-13T12:12:00.005Z

Have a great weekend people. Hope you win at whatever you are fighting/ praying for, be it work, friendships, relationships, what ever. Be blessed and stay blessed

My workmate and I

2009-11-09T14:22:00.000Z

Lol... I know what your thinking. What’s so funny?!. We moved offices, now i sit next to this dude. Every time I look up from my desk my eyes fall onto his computer (nosy i know). If he is not scrolling up and down his emails it is the spread sheet. I don’t know if its bad timing but truth be told I don’t know what this guys does though to his defense ‘he says he comes in an hour early’.

Then on hourly intervals he disappears for round thirty. At first before we moved it was once a day at 1600hours, then after we moved it changed to 1500hours and well today its every after two hours on average. One of the girls that I work with said that he goes to the toilet i didn’t really believe her and laughed my head off till today when he stood up and went to the toilet. I looked at my watch. Time check 10:35. Other people went in and out he never came out. Time check 11:05 he walked out of the toilet and came back to his desk and started scrolling up and down his email

He for some reason I don’t know has no desk phone, so he has to share with the person next to him. First he used to sit opposite me, now he is stuck next to me, so when the phone rings, he grabs immediately like his life depends on it. I didn’t sign up for a receptionist/ assistant but looks like God smiled down at me and decided I could use one.

He likes to talk about the cost of the things that he has bought; apparently he once paid £68 for a plate of Chinese food, that’s 204,000 Ugandan shillings.

And lastly he doesn’t smell too good.

Shelter from the rain

2009-11-06T19:55:00.002Z

I find warmth under your shelter
Your smile brings delight
You voice is beyond magical.
If only I could hear it one last time
Then I would want to hear it again and again
If only I could feel the touch of your hand
Then I would never want it to stop
If only I could feel your breath on my skin
Then I would know that you were mine,

And only mine for the moment.
If only I could feel you lips against mine
Then my emotions would arise
If I could hear you footsteps again
My heart would leap for joy
Then my smile would be yet again ,

As bright as you have always liked it.
You are my shelter from the rain
Do not let the rain come down on me.

I so need some sunshine

2009-11-04T10:08:00.001Z

Am either really hungry or the cold is getting me that i am craving for more food to keep me warm on the inside out. I have gone through four fruit bake strawberry’s snack in a space of an hour i really don’t think it healthy but well a girls got to eat when a girl wants to eat...right?!

In other news;
I don’t know if i am feeling broody or if its the winter that’s getting into my bones but i feel i need some warmth and comforting. Of late when i looked left, right and centre i am yearning to be in a relationship i guess the biological clock is ticking. So the other day i read Paulo’s post on looks vs Heart and lord knows i longed for someone who would be proud of me and of our love like this dude is of his.(as you can see it didn’t work out with Carsozy). Not that i am putting my flag of equal opportunity, same salary range or even more, emancipation down. I am just a girl who wants to be loved and appreciated (this is defiantly not a lonely hearts ad- Sleek you wish).

Factors that lead to the fall of the blog spirit.

2009-11-02T19:08:00.007Z

Its been quit a while since the last time i was spoilt for choice on which blogger to read from, early in the morning before i rushed off to work, or when i decided to take a break and needed something to laugh or smile about, or when i got home from work on a cold evening and sat infront of my laptop, in my Pyjamas, sipping a nice cup of hot chocolate with tears running down my checks. Its been a long a long while.

What happened to bloggers, Erique, sliverBow,emi,the emrys, jny23,Robyn and everbody else i have not mentioned as for cheri, Carsozy, princess, normzo just drop by once in a while, and not saying i have been perfect but i just miss blogs about real people, real things, real day to day issues, simple issues. Yesterday, Sunday. Time check 21:00 the only post i could find was Lulu’s-made me smile. I don’t know what is killing the blog spirit but truth be told i miss my blog family eeehhh even the King himself.

Putting that aside on saturday, i travelled a hour to meet up with a friend we decided to go to the saloon and It reminded me of that song by GNL and lord i forget his name’s song....'Saloon'..where the chick keeps on saying ‘ndi mu saluuni,( am in the saloon) even past midnight’. Though at end of the day i was treated to some entertainment form the saloon owner who met an old white woman that called her a ‘stupid black bitch’ and hun the sista wasn’t having it.

Sista: What did you say?
Old white woman: you heard me.
Sista: “don’t you think that i am an illegal immigrant who cannot speak English, i went to school with your children, you ask them. When was the last time you even had a shower...Calling me stupid black bitch (Sista jeers) .You stupid cow. You are lucky that there is a God otherwise tonight you would have met you maker. I will send people for you.”

Sista was claimed down by some black brothers.
Black brother: just let it go. Old bitch’s a fool.

What was so amusing about the who story Sista was telling it to everyone that cared to listened. I left the saloon for about 3 hours and came back and she was still talking about the same thing. Apparently the old white woman was so afraid to even get on the same bus as Sista. Truth be told i also would have been very afraid. It was like as though Sista was high on something. She told the story in English- ghanian but i sohow managed to follow.

As a matter of fact Sista said , ‘i did it for all the black people that woman will never say anything like that again. (Sista Jeers Again)Stupid cow’.

Totally off topic;
“I do not know what your destiny will be, but one thing i know, the only ones among you who will be really happy are those who have sought and found how to serve.”
Albert Schwetzer 1875 - 1965

Have a great week people.

Dearest Nev

2009-10-29T20:29:00.003Z

Dear Nev,

Its amazing how different people impact our lives in different ways. For you i feel connected to in ways i can not explain. When i feel my world threatened you are a friend i can count on, today i called your number but i did not get you. I was told that you were resting and that you were getting better than you were the day before. Moments later i got a message from our friend and she said you smiled. I felt at peace knowing that you were better. Despite the fact that you haven't made it for BHH today, knowing that i wont have the gossip of who did what from you, i am sure that in Dec if there is BHH, we will be there together sharing a joke or two.

Get well soon.
xx

Ugandan girl in the city

2009-10-28T23:42:00.001Z

Every time i tell someone i work on the runway, the first thing they say is, “i thought your were an accountant ?!” and i am forced to go though the same explain every time that is becoming a bit too boring to me. To summarise it- ‘yes i am’, is usually my answer to which ever the question. The greatest part about working on the runway is on a slow day you start counting the number of plans and landing and taking off , hence marvelling on the beauty of aircraft. The worst part is being checked every morning for stuff you would never dream of bring to work i.e guns and knives, well and how can i say this liquids.

So today we moved offices to terminal 3, and as much as i get an extra hour’s sleep i would rather the simple poshness of BA- terminal 5. I walked out and i felt like i was infested with people and discovered something new about myself – i hate crowded places. Though on the bright side if you read this post and you are in the neighbourhood or just passing through give me a shout and lunch is on me.

In other news

My thoughts linger
My hopes vanish
My desire diminishes
I starve to hold you close.
To see you, to place myself next you
But all I see, is all I feel
Void, emptiness, and estrangement
I hold my hand out
I hold my head high
I am on my own now
And I wonder if you care
I wonder if you know
That once you made me smile
Once you made my heart leap with joy
Once you gave me a reason to wake up in morning
And see the beauty in the morning sunrise
Now as the darkness closing in
The new moon is not as soulful
And neither is the night of the full moon
Simply because you are not part of it anymore
Simply because you are not there.

Life in a library

2009-10-24T15:12:00.003+01:00

I have chosen to join the rollercoaster ride and get myself back into books. So like every beautiful girl every saturday morning me feet lead me to the library. For a library, my local is a bit nosy and quite not what you would expect so music tends to be my bestfriend.

Only at this library do you find;

- The Ugandan man who sat next to me and every 5 minutes decided to receive a call and speak in Luganda- i guess hoping that no one had a clue what he was on about.

- The Ghanaian man who changed history and asked for my email address as opposed to my phone number.

-The father who come to use the Internet with his baby. (I thought that was sweet..the baby bit only)

-The Hundi couple who sat infront of me. Where the husband( I presumed) pulled a chair to sit for his wife (chivalry), and then dumped a whole load of stuff for her to read infront of her. To be honest she didnt seem like she really wanted to be there (I call for emancipation).

-The late 40ish man who was studying for ACCA and seemed to be asleep the whole while and only on intervals would awake and look left and right to make sure no one noticed. ( I so did notice)

Just for the record I honestly i do study when i go the the library.

New Word for the week: Organic Man- Man living in Africa preferably Uganda (with no artificial colours or frozen). Also Free range.

Food for thought
"God gave him Knowledge and understanding of all kinds of literature and learning."
Daniel 1:17

I tried

2009-10-17T19:15:00.001+01:00

I tried, I failed
I tried again, But I failed
I tried again, but this time my head hit the ground
I couldn't stand, i couldn't see
A stranger took my hand
The stranger told me to try again
That maybe this time i might win
I tried again on more last time, but this time with faith and hope.
And i felt alive again.
And well NO i did not have swine flu...lol..

Have a great weekend people...xx

Back to basics

2009-10-10T07:52:00.005+01:00

Its that time of the month (Not what you are thinking) when i go through a mean streak. This morning I woke and I am deleting everybody on facebook that;
1. I do not know,
2. Never talked to,
3. Have no idea who they are.
Hence my latest status of “strictly friends and maybe family” that got a concerned person thinking that I am suicidal and they offered me a shoulder to cry on and a number. So what’s with facebook , I don’t know its just one of those love/ hate relationships that you never know why you are in it but there is a connection that you can not just bring yourself to say its over and even if it is, it least only a few days and you come running back, uploading pictures. Do not hate me my heart doesn’t chose who it falls in love with.

Talking of relationships;
As much I have a life time of knowledge I am tired of people (I think i might like) coming to me with their love life problems so today I take a stand,
I do not know what she likes, I do not know where she would want to be taken, and I DEFINATLY do not know how she would want to be made love to or worse SEX so that she can come back beggin for more (my mama said no no..). This is for the exception of ofcourse Carzosy,Erique, sleek and all bloggers who have are not married. Though Nev hun, you will have to wait till we tie the knot.

On a similar subject my friend Alica wrote, “has anyone ever wondered what happened to guys asking girls out the proper way? i mean,... woo-wing, the courting, the official asking to be exclusive? lately its an assumption that because we chill, have fun, call each other as the first person we can think of, go out for meals, (bearing in mind that i have to eat anyways... so if its not you, it will be someone else or by myself- a fact that people seem to forget) and then all of a sudden, its "ASSUMED" that we are now going out and you "ASSUME" that you can ask me what am doing with who and get mad if you dont like it and demand?? and then you "ASSUME" yet again that am always supposed to check in with you? LIKE, where do people get off ASSUMING all these things?? {not that its happening to me... thank God} lol but for my girls and maybe the few guys out there.... have you realised that we are not even asked for permission to be exclusive until people decide that they want to get married and then they just THROW the word MARRIED/ENGAGED out there like its chicken?”

In other news.
Work is going great, London is even better. And personally speaking I miss home and cannot wait to go for BHH which nobody seems to go to anymore according to PAYO. (Kale tebankubiila lugambo.)

Food for thought:
“The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship, it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him”
Ralph Waldo Emerson 1803-1882

Worlds

2009-09-13T18:48:00.004+01:00

Having Known you all my life, its easy to take you for granted, to forget how important you are in my life, how without you, life wouldn't be where it is today. I have been taught by you in the ways of this world and i have been lectured on the ways of the world and above all you have let me learn from you mistakes.

You have never been afraid to let me fall but you have never hesitated picking me up when i did fall. As children we fought, as adults we have our different opinions of the world but as the years have gone by we have always made our difference similar by a chat or two. Though we are worlds apart in thoughts and ideas we are united by love. A love no one can ever take away from us, an understanding that even if we do not talk for a while or see each other often blood will prove to always be stronger than water.

A simple I love you from you has changed my horizon and every time a thought of you crosses my mind i smile and i know that i have one of the best brothers in the whole world. For today i just want to say, Happy birthday not just because its you birthday but because amidst all the troubles and despite the crazy past few days in the land we call our own. I am glad that on this day I got a big brother.

Happy birthday. I love you

Ugandan girl in the city

2009-09-02T20:19:00.003+01:00

Sometimes life gets out of hand, sometimes i act in ways that even those close to me are taken by surprise but today am acting in way that i believe has always been part of my since 1987. I am thankful and grateful and contented. Not because of what i have achieved in life but because of who i have had in my life without whom i would be writing this post, With whom i can face tomorrow with the hope and faith that all that my heart desires would come to pass. The tale of this story started two months ago.

June 2009
I am called for an interview for a role that i had no real experience for. At the interview i decide to let God take over. Interview last round 5 mintues or 10 at most. That late afternoon i get a call , i had got it. The money was not good but the experience was priceless. I handed in my resignation to my former job bearing in mind that this new role was a three months contract and defiantly not forgetting about the credit crunch. My prayer at that point in my life was, “Lord as to the world this might seem like a gamble, to me i take it as an act of faith”.

July 2009
I attended three other interviews for more permanent roles. I heard back from two and its no good. My manager at ‘the gamble job’ was considering to take me on as permanent . Then after many days, after a long hard day at work, on one sunny afternoon i opened my emails and i had been invited to a second interview for the better company of the three.

August 2009
I am offered the job at the interview. At 22 what more can a girl ask for but better pay, career progression, and travel as an added bonus. I promised God that i would write about his goodness to me, and through all my many years. “I have learnt to be contented, whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and i know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.” Philippians 4:11-12. Above all i have learnt to be thankful, knowing that God sometimes doesn’t do as we ask immediately just because we will not realise and value it as his doing.

September 2009
Right now as i sit in my new flat. I realise that am not just a Ugandan girl, but a Ugandan girl in the city who is highly favoured.

untitled

2009-08-18T16:10:00.002+01:00

At the beinging of the week (Yesterday), my prayer was 'Lord grant me patience' . Its only tuesday (Today) and i can not wait for this week to pass....

The weekend that was.

2009-08-03T12:52:00.004+01:00

What is a weekend if you don't have a lay in , chill with a few people and just be happy with the fact that you don't have to get up early and race to work because you forgot to set your alarm and happen to wake up so late that if you didn't get ready in 5minutes you would be preparing a CV or worse getting an eyebrow lift from your manager as you walked in with a thousand excuses as to why you are in at midday. Enough with crap.

So with the rain and the cold, Saturday i woke up at 5am bending all the rules that i had just set myself and decided to call everyone i knew was in bed just to wind them up and i was pleased. Though i still cant put a finger to the hyperness and NO i was not high on weed.Skip the rest-Sunday morning am woken up at 5am (the joys of being a youth i guess) but i manage to tort off back to sleep only to be rudely awoken but alarm clock 8:30 with a christening at 9am, girls being girls and i don't know if being Ugandan added to this we (2 girls and myself) finally found our way to the church after a series of a few wrong turns at 11:30 for the second service. Those on face book could find a pic or two of the happy occasion.

6:30 i attend an all Ugandan but one botswain (who kept on touching his bits) party. I had never know or heard vulgarity till Sunday. I dwelled on the fact that either i hadn't grown into a woman yet or perhaps i was hanging around with too many boys. Omg if i were white all my blood would honestly have been drain to my face. I thought i was hardcore and liked guy's company but on Sunday i learnt something about myself. I prefer men to boys.

Have a greet week people

Life in Diaspora

2009-07-28T15:00:00.004+01:00

News on the block
Life in Diaspora is sometimes lonely, sometimes interesting, sometimes funny but above all can make you go speechless at whatever cost. I have a friend who for reasons i chose not to disclose is so engrossed in a one Grace Nakimera. so against all odds this friend opted to go for a show 3 hrs away in London just to watch anfukula and Kawonawo and from his presence i discovered that ug music or rather musician have gone to another level, from what i could gather (as the dude was too excited i could hardly understand a word he said.)She - Grace apparently she did not leave anything to the imagination as she bared all...not that i have nugu but what grace isn't doing to men in diaspora. From the some dude i heard that rumour heard it that Grace will be refuse entry in any foreign country as mbu the women in diaspora are making calls to the embassy for her deportation.
Well back to my friend...for three night and three days he didn't sleep all for Grace Nakimela and as a result after travelling 3hrs back to Bristol, he embarked on on extra 6hr journey to have a repeat of Grace Nakemala.If permitted i could diagnose this as symptoms of living in diaspora far too long.

Quick qn;
What would you rather, someone who loves you so much (i.e Carsozy) but that he cheats on you or someone who doesn't love you at all but has you and only you?

aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh

2009-07-24T11:32:00.001+01:00

This woman is killing me. She is trying my patience, am only human ..there is only much i can endure.

Days like these

2009-07-19T00:50:00.000+01:00

Moments like these, do I miss you most
Its rainy days like these that I wish I had you near.
I wish we were what we had hoped to be.
Its days like these that the blade digs deeper into my heart.
Its days like these that I realise,
You kept your promise, you never broke my heart
But instead I did and I am still breaking it.
My pride is getting in the way
And I am not willing to listen to the voice of reason.
Its days like these that I long for you.
Days like these that I wipe for you.
Its days like these that I am not sure I will wake.
For tomorrow is distant,
And the future is an unfamiliar picture.

The end of an era

2009-07-13T06:44:00.001+01:00

I started working with elderly people after i had these numerous stories about people landing a big fortune when they did such work. So i worked hard, forged relationships, was very lovely but at the end of the day i never seemed to land the much desired fortune. I think it way meanly because i looked after the wrong crowd-not as wealthy. So due to my nobility i decided i would stick there for a while all through university and a few months after. At one point I met the lady who to me seemed a potential candidate and better than fortune she worked for the BBC hence had a few connections and we actually did talk about it but unfortunately she died before she could pencil me into her will. So with all the effort i had put in and with the desire of quick wealth, i have lost all the energy that i had started with and i have decided to hung my boots and say maybe it wasn’t meant to be.

Food for thought;
"O God, you have given so much to me, give me one thing more, a grateful heart."
George Herbert 1593-1633

Werid, but definatly werider

2009-07-04T23:53:00.001+01:00

Hairdresser.
So as I was there listening to my iPod, I looked up and there she was on all in her glory, her hair like that of a mad woman or rather a kiwani like bobi wine mentioned, her hips hang on her like a girl from the mountains and her bottom was what Sybella would call a good rounded Africa bum. That was her, my new found hair dresser.
So with a little faith as the bus stopped to let her out I called out her name, “Fatu, is that you.”, and to satisfy the African in both of us we decided to let the bus wait amidst jeers and smiles from exhausted passengers after a hard day’s work. We caught up on a year’s happening and yes I did get her number. Now I have a hairdresser who’s good at what she does and won’t charge me my month’s hard earned wages and might thrown in some African dried fish as part of the sales deal. As she finally leaped off the bus, I smiled to myself, went back to my back sit and made a note to self, ‘One naughty deed of the day ...Next!!’

Tick tock...Tick Tock
k This dude out of the blue asked me what i am waiting for to get a boyfriend and get married since my brother has already walked down that road, Dude goes one, “three years down the line you will not be looking that good, so you better get yourself hitched before well no one can bare to have a second look.” (And no he wasn’t drunk and he wasn’t joking either). Now the most weird/interesting thing happens I meet up with two ‘married’ girlfriend and out of the blue we have a conversations like as below;
Friend 1: Ug girl, I am advising you as a friend, you should find someone while you still can. Stop being picky.
Friend 2: If you go on at the rate you are, you will be 30, with loads of money and no husband or kid.
Firend 1: Men will wonder why you are 30 and with no one.
Friend 2: Even if he is older than you see my husband is more than 45 but he makes me happy.(she’s 30 BTW)

So i started wondering do i look that sad or do i like that old and frail that i wont be as hot as i am when i am 25? Do i have caring friends or are they just trying to poke there nose where it shouldn’t be?

Note to self: Friends Wanted- Must be Single, Sexy, cute...thats all i ask. Am nice like that.

Week in focus

2009-07-01T22:34:00.002+01:00

I went to London today, I put the theory that, 'Black people absorb the heat and the white people reflect heat', to test and as much i am Ugandan for once i was afraid to represent my country- the heat was unbearable. It was too much that it got to my brain and i started thinking it was Friday, and then thought it was Monday only to realise it was just Wednesday. Now, i can hardly find sleep and my feet seem to be on fire.

On Tuesday, I watched this dude talking about the 'end of love'. He claimed that the end of love is like the beinging, it should be celebrated with suits and champagne. I decided to disagree simply because I think love should never end. If it ends then you never loved, love is not something you have today and lose the next day. It’s something that should stand the test of time. Hence love never ends.

On Monday, I was in this neighbourhood....it’s one of those place that you guard you handbag with your life and everything seems to happen in slow motion like them American music videos with bouncing cars, loud music, girls dressed with almost nothing, big dogs, small does, gangsters. It’s the kind of place where if you make it out with no stray bullet in you ribs you know God is sparing you for a purpose in this world. What i was doing there...long story for another day.

On Sunday, my ex...sent me a wedding budget and said he is awaiting my contribution. Incase you are wondering his getting married.

Food for thought
“But when he asks he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave on the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord. He is a double minded man unstable in all he does.”
James 1:6-8

So..

2009-06-23T21:38:00.004+01:00

So this morning i somehow managed to get two lifts to work though its the second on that kinda left me with words in my mouth. This lady i work with stopped to give me a lift, she seemed so excited that i just couldn't ruin her thunder by saying NO. So against my better judgement i decided to sit in the car and abandon my keep fit routine. Hardly hard i got myself sitted than i felt like i was in a hell hole. I can honestly say that the last time the inside of that car got a cleaning was, well, before it was bought, thank God for the rain that never disappoints other wise i dont know what the outside would have looked like. So i am sitted there looking a head but out of the corner of my eye i couldnt help think this lady was anorexic, every time my eyes drifted off her way, i saw a pile of bones. i dont mean to sound prud but i felt like i was in a horror movie(ok now am being judgemental). I am not trying to be mean you should have seen the lady maybe i will take pictures next time.

Then i remember years ago while listening to capital doctor, someone called in and insisted that he was his friend. The call went something like this;
Capital doc: Hello caller
Caller: Hello Doc, i am calling for my friend he has xyz symptoms
Capital doc: Tell him he should use xxx tube..it should work
Caller:I have tried that too, he rubbed it on the narrow side but the rush continues, now it has turned red and black
Capital doc: Sir i think you should go and see a doctor soon
Caller:I will take my friend, which doc do you recommend?

After i read a food for thought:
"Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable, -if anything is excellent and praise worthy- think about such things."

Phillippians 4:8

The Tunnel

2009-06-15T15:25:00.004+01:00

Last few months;
I sat there and wondered whether there was light at the end of the tunnel.

Yesterday;
I had a feeling that the night was coming to an end and believed that there was light at the end of the tunnel even though i wasnt seeing it yet.

Today
I am seeing the light and hearing the birds sing though at a distance.

Tomorrow.
I will say God has been faithful.

WATCH THIS SPACE.

Life in diaspora

2009-06-06T23:21:00.005+01:00

Why did i grow up.

Today is one of those day i miss home so much. I wont use the excuse of the weather though i can assure you it is on my list (this idea of hot and then cold i mean the weather should so make up its mind). I miss living everyday like today as opposed to living everyday worrying about the next day and the day after that and then the one after....I miss my little brother, though we dont have much to talk about i miss him more everyday.I miss the sunday lunch, The just chilling and lounging. Watching old repeated movies but still enjoying them. Getting Mama Frank to do my hair and while she is at it giving the lastest gossip on the village hence getting two for the price of one,what a bargain!. For this moment in time i would gladly trade almost anything but my soul for moments such as these.

Food for thought.

"God has forseen everything ,Our destines and circumstances that influence our lives. The times In which we live , our family,our social environment , certain gifts of intellegennce , certain aptitudes

Let us not be assonished if , from the very beginning ,Some seem more favoured than others, more intelliegent , better developed, better gifted. These are just deceptive apperances. God does not see things in this way. He knows that all clay coming from His hands is good for making saints.

Whether the clay is more or less of inferior quality, is His affair, not ours. All He asks of us is to be clear- sighted and take others and ourselves just as he made us.

In any life it is never just the natural gifts that are adimarable, its is the beauty of the clay takes in the hands of the Divine potter."

Elisabeth Allard 1922-1990

This and that

2009-05-23T23:04:00.004+01:00

Singing in the shower
Am the only person who doesn’t sing in the shower…honestly my friends looked at me like I was out of this world when I mentioned that I don’t sing in the shower. So the other day i thought i would try it out, my experience- i felt like i was having posho/ugali the snack with porridge at 2pm on a sunny Sunday afternoon.

Driving instructor
Then the first time I saw my driving instructor I thought he was 15, and he giggled like a girl. Honestly I despised him until he let me drive on the dual carriage way at 50mhs. While I was at it I remembered this song “Driver yongesa omulilo…eehhh yongesa omulilo“…which literary means, ‘go faster’ but it sound much better in luganda. The one (driving instructor) before that was cute but he had issues I didn’t like him that much hence I cant remember his name. I remember he told me that him and his brother were not getting along and that the named brother was bottled on a drunken night by his girlfriend. So driving instructor whose name I cant remember had beef for his brother getting back with the love of his life who tried to kill him so they were not talking. (too much info dude didn’t even know my second name). The one before him. Well had a mixed race car. It had all colours you could think about. I think he was preaching world peace. He wasn’t very good and used what ever opportunity to tell me that I would go out with me in a heart bit all I had to do was say yes and I would have the time of my life. I would like to say that he wasn’t my type but Erique would disagree so I will just say I had one look at his car and with a smile i was like, “I am outta here.”

Kids
Note to self :- No matter how cute someone else's kid are, they will never be yours..hence get your own.

Career change
I am thinking of a career change, maybe something more creative as opposed to sitting behind a desk and driving nice rides something like medicine. There diseases that if I had never crossed boarders I would never have know about these include Anxiety syndrome, depression (can you believe doctors actually prescribe medication for these.) God what is the world coming to.

That all we had today. Until next time....Bye.

bloggers block..huh?!

2009-05-21T22:39:00.000+01:00

Waking up in the mornings seemed harder than going to bed at night but she credited this to her advancing years and her deteriorating health. It was one of her good days and these came once in a blue moon as for the bad days the thought of those cast a dark shadow that she was determined not to let dampen her spirits. Her mind went back to her days of innocence. She was the shy girl that was picked on by almost every body in school especially the boys. She was naïve and yet her principles were mature like that of a child burnt and then twice shy. She hang out with the wild child but to normal eyes she didn’t seem to fit and yet she felt comfortable where she was at as opposed to anywhere else or with the goody little two shoes of that era. She was the villain of her own story. The seductress of her time. A Ugandan girl at heart.

Are you my grandmother....?

2009-05-19T17:44:00.002+01:00

This happened right in front of my very eyes…

An old woman about eighty something approaching another eight something year old woman and asks, “Are you my grandmother”
“No am not, your grandmother”, responded the other woman
“ Are you sure, you do look her”, she insisted
“ No I am not, you asked me the something yesterday. I am not your grandmother”.

I just couldn’t help but laugh and hope when am that age none of you people ask me if i am your grand mother.

My roommates

2009-05-17T00:28:00.003+01:00

Over my lifetime I have meet so many people those who have built me up and those who have pulled me down and those who have done nothing what so ever. So I thought I would honour my roomies who played an important part in the story of my life.

Stacy-The moody one.
For one reason or the other this girl just did not seem to ever have anything amuse her, 85% of the time she was angry about something. The only time she was ever happy was when she was being teased about her crush- now boyfriend (I think). I guess he was worth it b’se after all these years down the line they are still together least it was worth the blush.

Grace- The Babe.
You could compare her to J-Lo but maybe more like beyonce ( she had ass, hip and tit like probably Ermys would say) all the dudes seemed to have their eyes on her . Even the younger ones. She was the perfect one.( Jyn23 if I still had her number I would toss it over) She had so many birthdays and each represented a boyfriend. Hence in a month she would have like 7 birthdays. Being her friends this did not bother us as we would indulge in the free goodies. Grace was the soul of the room

Angie-The talkative one.
She had her eyes for only and souly Andrew for years all the way since s.1. They never hooked up. She was short and ever time she tried to say something she was asked to stand up. She was a free spirit. She always reminded me of Jada Pinkett. (If you don’t believe me ask anyone). I could so match her with so many blogville men but well she too is taken. In s.5 she wrote to me and said, “I went dancing this week I really enjoyed it I wonder why I never ever went before”.

Rhona and Patio- The interesting pair
Rhona would turn any happenings into comedy like the time Red cross wanted to return her blood after she faint minutes after donation. Patio was her side kick. She fantasised about Luke all day long and I think at night. She was sweet but the puzzle piece that just did not fit however hard you tired..

Liz-The psychotic one
Sweet and neat and intelligent described her. She would freely and sweetly force me to wear her very neatly pressed figure hugging dresses. I never saw her eat. Everything she got on VD she would bring down to ours. She was ok until babe fell in love. She did the strangest things….like cut herself up to make a blood oath and declare her never ending love., and when the object of her desire left the school. She role herself off the bed and hit herself on the floor more than times than Rhona could count.

Then there was Bella- the gossip, Irene- the girl who locked herself in the closet to study and only gave her test books to boys, Sheila - the one with the never healing athletics foot, Stella- the neat freak and Mary- who always brightened the room.

The room had four beds but we seemed to have more roomies than we signed for.

I just hope none of the above gets hold of this post other wise I might find myself denying ya all

That girl i just cant seem to get away from.

2009-05-06T17:54:00.003+01:00

There is the girl at work who talks too much, and for some reason i just cant seem to get away from her. If its not us being put on projects together, its her wanting to have lunch with me, am just thankful she hasn't asked me for my number yet for after work activities. If shes not telling me about the girl who has a drug dealer boyfriend and has decided to get pregnant so as his baby mama doesn't get him back, she's telling me about the book she is going to write about true love speaking of which she told that she lost her virginity at 21.(down to the last detail i must add) so i realise the easiest and polities thing to do is just nod my head, and say every now and then, omg, i cant believe she did that or just smile and say really...now her lastest trait is this idea that the month you were born determines your characteristic profile. When my boss asked me to run a report for him she leaned forward and says, "He was born in September that's why hes so bossy". For me am tidy and unpredictable because i am a February baby.She told me she split up with her baby daddy because he was born in June hence that made him a liar.she profoundly told me not to date men born June/July. I have been working with her for over a month now and i knew her life story and all she knows about me my name and i just hope it stays that way.

Have a great weekend.xx

Superstitions

2009-04-29T16:49:00.000+01:00

Its amazing how even with my Christian faith anything that I have heard throughout my lifetime that was somewhat superstitious kind of does affect me apart from Friday the 13th and the meeting a woman in the morning though considering that I am one this wouldn’t apply to me I guess.
But the superstitions that affect me the most are those that have to do with death for example when I was eight Bosco my brother’s friend said that there was this bird that if it looked down and its head feathers shot up it meant that you parents were going to die- up to now there is this park I pass full of those birds and trust me I avoid eye contact. Which makes me wonder shouldn’t like out grow stuff like that by now?.
Then there was this one I remember growing up that if you see an owe it means some one has crossed over hence you are getting news of the death of a loved one. And I remember clearly the day I saw an owl and news came that an uncle had died.
Then the one I have been fighting over the past few days was the one that when you start breaking things a loved one is bound to meet their end. Yesterday I broke two cups and a plate in a space of four hours immediately I started thinking about those people that have a permanent place in my heart. I started praying like my life deepened on it. And then today I almost broke another plate my heart skipped and I decided to call home on my way from work - every one was ok, I exhaled.
So this left me wondering whether tradition affects my belief and faith in God that nothing can happen that I can not handle. Are superstitions coincidences or are they actually fates that are bound to happen to lead to an event?

A time as this

2009-04-25T23:10:00.000+01:00

Distilled by the notion
My thoughts linger
I loath for the touch that I once knew
For the voice that soothed me in my prime
And for the smile that stoked my ego
I long for that time when I was yours and your alone.
When we talked about almost everything
When you dried my tears and defended me
When I was your and you were mine
A time as such was then
But now a time as such is void.

UNEB- Kasasi

2009-04-25T00:40:00.005+01:00

This is one of those days when you feel like you life depends on blogging that you just have to post something even if it is nothing. I need to consult a few bloggers about to rehab.

Over the past few weeks i have been involved in very intellectual discussions that most probably will shape the next generation so i thought i would share.

1. "Is it possible to have a meaningful/sensible conversation while making out this can range from politics to saving the world to are you cheating on me?" Discuss

2. Explain why is it that in most cases young black women are found with old white men and a few young white women found with old black men..(are there any rules to this)

3. Why is it that most successful pretty woman never get married and if they do they never look happy. They always seem glummpy-I have a cousin..that's how i know

4. "People who cheat seem so heartbroken when they are found out." Discuss

Now i feel better. till next time have a great weekend.x

Never forget

2009-04-22T22:48:00.003+01:00

I will never forget.......

The day my auntie put pepper on my thumb to stop me from sucking it.

The day i cried so hard in the rain in order to get malaria.

The day my friend Olivia dumped me for a clique, i was seven.

The day i lost my wallet and made a geniue friend.

The day i first saw my best friend.

The smile i get from this stranger at the bus stop every morning though now am thinking his no longer a stranger since i see him every morning 5 days a week.

That warm hug i get occasionally from friend just to let me know they care, they missed me, to say goodbye, it was fun.

The greeting kiss from those two old Lady's who i have become attached to. Knowing that my smile brightens their day.

The friends i have made and met on my lifes journey, those that have made me cry, those that have made me sad, those that have made me laugh, those that have been there just to listen to my foolishness as well as my prudence patiently. Those that have let me be me.

My first day at work when i throw up.

The feeling of falling in love, and being in love that i would trade for nothing else in this world.

But above all i will never forget the meaning of love-
Unconditional, Thoughtful, the most rewarding i have come to know.

Nevender

2009-04-17T12:24:00.005+01:00

When i started blogging round last year i never thought i would get attached to the blogging family the way i have now in that when a blogger stops blogging due to bloggers block, busy work life or family or social life (Cheri, Erique, TRP.....)or when a blogger stops or deletes there blog like Lulu, Igiss, Princess. I miss them in a way i never thought i would.

Yesterday, I realised that i hadnt spoken the Nevender or i hadnt read his post in a long time. So i decided to give him a call and see how he was doing. A lady picked up and she told me that he was not well. He has been admitted to hospital. A few weeks back he was brave enough to let the whole world know that he was a sickler, he told us his fears and hopes and above all he wasnt asking for pity but he was thankful to God for everything. He lifted my spirit and i was encouraged. In hi swords he said in another post.
"Certainly storms shake up things. No one walks steady in a storm. With the reckless rain spewed out of the dark clouds blinding and battering, somehow the storm moves the man, most times to his knees and closer to his King."

I have never met Nev, but i knew that in this time he really need our prayers more than anything else. Lets be there for him in spirit, so that soon he can come out of hospital and bless us with his encouraging words.

Have a great weekend people.

Honest

2009-04-11T22:37:00.006+01:00

well after much denial, while still kicking and screaming i have accepted the honesty ward that was presented to me by Afronuts. I receive it with a blush and despite no tears being aroused i have a smile or two.

Here are a few honest things about me.

1. I am in love with my bestfriend.

2. Am like an orange. we you see is not what you get. Am like a day in a night and both sides of a coin. i cant help it.

3. Am a natural flirt and i enjoy it, but i know my limits.

4. I had a crush on my brother and if incest wasnt punishable i would have done whatever it took to have him for myself.

5. I have been in relationships just to prove a point and i have ended them by simply saying, "we cant do this anymore. My father doesnt think its right."

6. I afraid of ending up alone.

7. Among the siblings, i am the loudest, the naughtiest, the carefre'est( if there is such a word) I do alot of things the other lot wouldnt even dare to do. I am the black sheep.

8. If i won the lottery i would still go to work.

9. A sad story, a dreadful ending
A heart ache, a lonely heart
A sweet spell, a beautiful sunrise
Eyes without a wake of sleep, lips that break into a smile
A heart warmed up by a love
As the day begins so does it end
And then another takes its toil
With the same script, but maybe a different cast.

10.Today you listened to me
You agreed with me
Not the usual we agree to disagree
Today i took your advice
You made me smile
You made me laugh
You gave me a solution
You made me see the other side
In this day, in this time
You made me start the rest of my life
You made me me

That's all i can unleash in this day and age..and here a few people who i think are honest enough...least to my standards of honesty..The rest as far as honesty is concerned my head is bows and moves from left to right a few times.

Eizzy
Neverender
Mjay

Be silent

Robyn

Silverbow

Then the instructions for the above
1.You must brag about the award
2.You must include the name of the blogger who bestowed the award on you and link back to the blogger
3.You must choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. 4.Show their names and links and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog.
5.List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on!

Have a happy day people.

Just before Dawn

2009-04-07T08:27:00.004+01:00

I crushed a barbecue on Sunday and now...well i have food poisoning. This is a blessing in disguise. So i get to work on Monday and honestly i just wasn't myself. So i tell my manager i am not feeling well i think i am going to have to go back home. So she asks me what wrong and i am like i am not sure but i am feeling generally so weak.. i feel like i am about to get malaria. The moment babe hears malaria its like i have told her i have a an airborne contracted disease. she see me to the door without a second thought. So day two am home and catching up on...almost everything. Haven't done this in ages. It sure does feel good.(not the not feeling well...the being off work)

Sermon of the week
I have watched The dark Knight more than three times ( i like it that much) anyway on Sunday morning a thought struck me where Harvey Dent says, "The night is darkest just before dawn." My mom would say to this, "let the things of this earth teach you about the kingdom of heaven." So this is the point. Before you get a breakthrough, before you get that thing that you have been praying for. Just before the end it seems like it will never come to pass. Just don't stop praying , don't stop hoping and don't stop being thankful because God is faithful. He will do what he says he will do.

Have a great week.