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listening to..

before i was politely interrupted by the tagging bizniz is back n it makes want to go back to my peaceful break. so what do u do first? copy n paste…an art mastered by some university students, soon to invade the job market for top jobs after googled up researches and are the ones to take charge of this nascent economy?i dread so!…so, here we go:
The Rules are:-
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

random…
am a random dude.i never plan for anything, things just pop up in my life. even all my pals are random, we’ve brought together by circumstances. see, do i say the thingie th@ is currently making my heart go ting ‘a ling’a is also random….yaani, kila kitu in my life, ni fulani tu! n this makes me really serendipitous…

a young mover trying to shake reverse-ageism
am younggggggggggg….young than any of your self installed carbon-daters can detect. the youngest thingy you have in kbw. i have to lie about my age, so as not to turn heads- but my face betrays: such a baby face yikes!! but am used to it, being the youngest jamaa everywhere i go (depends…) except, maybe, my sister’s kindergarten. actually, where am currently jobboing (skiving classes) am the last born…n this come with an unpleasant buggage- azin if anyone wants little errends run…they all go ” we, boyfulani ebu kimbilia mahandazi…” i curse like hell, even though i smile at them benevolently. juzi i went to collect my peanuts from the payment office when this lil skunk in the name of a title-i dont-even-wonna know, cudn’t believe that the cheque was mine, even after i chucked my ID (well, that i have 🙂 )…i felt like dying..
so the old list of my young stunts goes on…the youngest editorial member of the campo paper…

imac’s 4 life
i cant wait to say this, i love mac’s. no matter what. i dont want to think what will happen to me when i leave this place, but while it lasts..lemmie marvel at its super-abilities (do i need to tell you this comp just hanged coz i over fed it with data..stupid pc’s!! now, a pix is worth a 1000 words…

idiosyncrasy**…i bite my fingers very much. i rarely have nails and anytime they gives hint of growth, i cut,er, bite ’em off. am however encourage by a research that was carried out- about nail bitters…how responsible citizens they are, responsible parents, deep thinkers, strategists, great idealists…n well, doesn’t that describe me 🙂

character…easily pissed off..also easy to vybe me up, light up my ‘moods’ (nt mood swings.).

i still miss my fro…jeez i still dont get it why my hair aint growing now…akili ni nywele za modo ni twisted, n is his brain, huh?

7 geeky….weirdly so. i take note of the coincidentals in my life…how my second gava name has seven letters, my past two exes first names both have seven letters. i was dumped on march seventh. i met my ex-ex before we broke up.(was actually playing the two..) our shot gun relationship lasted for a week that is seven days…and why we had to meet in two thao n seven, on march seventh…how we made out with my seven lettered ex on jan 21st…then a week laters, repeats 🙂 and wasnt th@ on jan 27? also doubled up as her 18th b.day..haiya, kumbe ni under 18!!..wait, wasnt she crossing over from being seventeen? n just two or three posts on this one, i celebrated my b.day..just a day before seven seven two thousand and seven.. wait, her high school post office box was 115 Murang’a( i dare you to look for it. al shoot u seven times>>kidding…1+1+5..seven…n doesn’t Murang’a have/ has seven letters?hhhumm… i even lost trail..

numbers…i still don’t believe in numbers…

tagged!

yeah right!
unyc did it, she tagged me…
well, am not thaaaaaaaaaaaaat old in the blogging scene to intrigue any one, but i believe am so much more. …so, let me see seven things i can glean about…myself…
here we go..
7. i was born bare foot. and schooled barefoot too (mpaka class five!) many say it coz no shoe could fit me and i agree thats a good excuse, aint it? still on that….
6. am so patient. extraordinarily so, and this make me stomach mob shit…but rarely do anyone stretch me to the limit…but i’m also schem-y too, provided i have my way in the end…i’ll leave you to blow your trumpet long as your muscles can.
5.i love big boobies.its like they inspire me, greatly…like my muse is called muze…from muzzle..mezzanine area, whooping muzzles do knock my kneecaps off he he..please..which is may way of saying…am wierd, handsomely so(:)
4. am confident, straightforward and hate music..now that should be 3, 2, 1…can approach even the damnest fly n feared Chiquita (if thats your definition of it)…yah, i have balls…so am easily put off…but in the same breathe, very easy to light me up n get me rolling, chatting animatedly. u can’t get bored wit me…not unless u’re not open to explore(either way!).as for music, i hate it…but i absolutely love the noise it makes…thats y i do listen to it now..
3. am good in maths.in hi-skul, i never missed any math’s contest and apparently…i was in the company of geeks…bt i hanyad like no one’s biz…n i wonder why i never took up a career in it…so, bring it on in the number game!
2. i fall for dancers, have a soft spot 4 ’em..(hint hint unyc..lol) my ex was, n so is my future ex-girlfriend..tsk… i believe there is a rare connection in the way the skill is honed…brains, beauty( a rare combi) plus add dancing, n i’d chonga viazi for you..he he(BTW did u know Shakira has an IQ of 140(i beat her, i got 140.5!) n she can speak five languages fluently (Spanish, Arabic, Eng. French and German**)?
1.am the first born in a family fiercely cured in the WORD (give it to Dad 2 give us the Word)…yet, my actions…God forbid….oh, n i have a sweet small bro, his name is Mshindi…he has four teeth, can now walk…n he lightens up my evenings..