crazy prt 2: mimi noma

November 21, 2007 at 9:12 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 10 Comments

hehe, call me a cat, yes i am,felixooh! da cat.

i always land on my feet, yeah.

this time round, no official clothes. (i have on this game for sometime hehe).just casual. am not out to impress, am i? let my wit do the talking, ama?

aug…am not in hospital bed, clear? lol

so here i am, with (da only) tight jeans (of a rastaman) looking casual as ever.

n there she is. am not really sure whether she had a red trouser or it was another gimmick of wash the colors and not dirt…but yeah, i pulled out the ‘phone booth’ flick all to well.

“where are you?” i whisper into the ear piece soon as i arrive.

as kawa, am kedo thirty minutes late.

and i spot her looking fidgety with a gang of pals around her….and it all goes down that..I DIDNT dissapoint….about her?

kawa colle chick…typical even. she is fine, outwardly…and now that she is demanding (take note of that)  of another meeting, erm, i’ll give the low down.

at least, i have my spine where its supposed to be.

phew! this randomness!!

crazy.

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crazy

November 20, 2007 at 12:04 pm | Posted in d8ingame, life, msheflani | 4 Comments

is all i think i am.i sure are. maybe am taking these risks too far.

dude! but i care less.

a random life is what i think i was predestined to live….

right now, am going to meet someone. never seen them. just bumped in to them in a chatroom i ussually bum when am jobbless. and dawg…seems i lied about everything.from age. to all.

wot if i meet this tired 27 year old looking for a working guy to uplift for her standards….and instead she meets this lanky kiddo who looks like he is taking some career classes in high school? lol.

pppssssssssssssssssssssssssttt!!

crazy, is all i can say.

lets see how it goes down. in 30 minutes, counting from now…

a nice dude?

November 7, 2007 at 8:21 am | Posted in he-motions, life, msheflani, Uncategorized | 5 Comments

i have always thought am this creature one would always wish to be. quiet, cool, calm, nice, easy to talk to can’t hurt a fly but, oh, the mirror of life is proving me otherwise. i can’t hurt a fly because it aint big enough, behind this innocent boyish face and tranquility is a fire raging within, waiting for the slightest provocation to explode

am still young getting older than i can snap out of this and still learning. its true that just because i have been brought up on the holy of holies and prayers, worship and praise have been central in my life doesn’t mean St. Peter will utter my name off-head once i arrive at the pearl gates. in the first place, the path am walking is sure not headed there. i havent met the devil as 3toc may have put which maybe means we may be headed in the same direction? wait, have you met him?

meanwhile, i have good intentions deep within, but aint the highway to hell paved with good intentions? well, i have been living under a grace long exhausted. the innocence i once had, like virginity is irreversibly gone.

am out of eden.

i was prodded by an article in instinct about being nice to people. just effortlessly and the little evaluation that i did was shocking. i wont take crap and i’ll tell you on your face. so, should i have any apologies for who i am? i guess not.

but they say being nice to ladies does help. it make them like you company. regarding this, i took my first step towards this self improvement and i was walking with this acquaintance from class just after our recess.

” hey what are you doing here and all day bugs (scholars) are at home? ”

i dont know why but this deeply incensed me especially since it was said in scorny manner. dont i know what am i doing? am plotless? azzin..what did she take me for? i think u think a wee too bit too far coz the next thing i told her, ruined our friendship.

” hey, i think thats a silly question dear…”

“what??” she tried to confirm…

” damn are u that silly what question is that?”

i wish she could have read all the questions in my mind that were all concentrated in that ‘insulting’ one liner. but it was too late. i had called her silly and she walked away. weeks down the line, we haven’t been able to talk as we did before and not even an apologetic sms has evened things out.

not that i care about her or that pretty siz of hers she was to introduce me too…but hey, how nice is nice?

one thing is for sure.am stomaching no shit.

in pursuit of happiness

November 5, 2007 at 10:42 am | Posted in re-treated.., Uncategorized | 10 Comments

sometimes, its good to take some time off and relieve all the steam clogging your system. last week-end, i was sure i needed such. and what’s better that a fully paid weekend retreat out-of-town?

never gets cooler, in the pursuit of happiness. and what the heck is happiness by the way? is it fulfilment? is it success? is there a corelation? and if it doth exist, where are lines, link, limits and in which order do they appear?

i care less. all i know is that success is gettting what you want, happiness liking that which  you get and fulfiment..achieving what you wanted to get!

fun should be random..but first, size up the photos before i chip in my usual na(s)tty comments!

wrong photo.sorre…

 

 

we share a lot in common with this dude.yeah as you can see. we both cleared from a school of hard knocks which only he i and Titus Naikuini( of the KA fame) knows. even though we deny it,  our c.v. bears the same indelible mark damn am proud!!

my photo is on the other side of the camera..come on now, join me!

 

 

 

why do chicks pretend that they ‘dont eat that much?’ well carol tells it like it is>> this is her third plate. i now know why her voice was not heard much…especially during meal times 🙂

 

 

 

erm , no comment shagmodoz.spot boyo thea.

 

which one fits best, Beato ana wake….ama they are making a succes card cover now that its kcse time?

 

Larry….pliz dont try this in the bush. the close-up ad will now work…even if she thinks u make her fly like the birds hahah

 

she broke ma heart.thats why al have her twisted!! peter!! am jealous..ahhah b chela..u can still unbreaaaaaaaak my heart..lol

ourr album cover.camera man/woman, you could have zoomed a wee bit closer. either way, our album is coming out soon. we havent even decided on the name of our group/crowd. its team work anyway.

scared of the waters.good excuse, but that didnt justify why gachara, larry, edu, fakulie(yeah from the land of diamonds, Sierra Leone)  had to use the bitter weather of the region to skip shower for three good days.

yeah right. at last i captured the face i was so much after…but then, the presence of some people nullifys the kill..damn, this life. 😦

 

 

erm erm..i forgot woti wanted to say even.but surely..hanging on the kiloli cha guka is forbidden!

even the boiz pulled their pose kwa kiloli cha guka? duh!! tony..exteme right yes you…haha we now know why the net has been on the low on campus..if this is what yu have been upto..even delaying this post!

 

 why does she appear here again, carol? is there something Boyo aint telling us?? haha tell them to read in between the frames!

do the maths…

 

 gachara. n chela, refer to peter above. u get the point.

i liked this. the river longue** so serene, so cool, so wet..so completed my happiness. notice that it is in past  tense.

and thaz it. when i get other ‘interesting photos’ al post. however:

everywhere i go in the pursuit for happiness, there is always this stray dog that prevents me from being happy. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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