An itch i needed a scratch, sorry

Ok… it was a sour day, nap just bad one. Waking up late (a phone call waking me up) was to get a ride at 7 ouch n its 16past 8. I thought of thanking the one who woke me up, lakini just wait, i want to know your luck. Am checking out at exactly 10, yea i made it out succesfully (lucky me). Calling my bro (ringing….. hello dia i will be there in 10mins tym) haaa he made it after an hour of waiting.  Grrrrr! Another 30mins to find a bus station. Omg no mats, kwani whats happening? I get luck again and i manage to get one, damn fare nayo!!! Almst tripple, this is just another bad luck. I dont have cash (going to mpesa) confirmed uv withdrawn 2k bla bla, am cashed. Wow! Lady plz sign hear, i like your hospitality dude. Just about getting out and giving my last penny, i was cashed again. Wawa thats just the scratch i needed lol. So am not even some metres away (new number calling, hesistant… but i finaly picked it) “lady i have not confused the last 2k plz find me in the evening, we have some drinks, i find you attractive” (mum) “ok” damn it, i dont do booty calls and am not apologising, shinda apo n clever up next time. Just incase you are wondering why aint piking yo call or replying to your texts, this is your answer. You ended my bad day well, thanks ehehe and i couldnt continue frawning, i have a bad hair already, frawning will plus the ugly in the face. Smiles. My friday story. The last bit of the ‘bad day standing’ dz headech ouch, i pray you go easy

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Frienship

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Friendship is not about the words we say
but the meanings we infer from them.
Friends can say anything to each other
and feel blessed by it. I have a friend I
call “idiot” and she(yes, it is a she) and
she happily chimes back ‘nitwit’. We
laugh about it. Another calls me
“blockhead” and it never gets old.

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So for
friends the ultimate peril is not when
words are misunderstood. It must be
when silence is heard loudly and
interpreted wrongly that becomes the curse of lot
pens down.… to be continued

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I have learned that far more important than
really getting the dream that has kept us
awake in the night is to keep tabs with what
we become in the entire process. Nothing is
so beautiful to the soul than the realisation
that when our goal was finally in our hand,
we looked at ourselves and we were taken
by the shine in us without shame, guilt or
regret. If at the end of it all on the winners
circle we stand with a brave heart that
endured the deepest of nights, a sharp mind
that not once played host to vile ideas and a
tough spirit that stubbornly refused to take
shortcuts, ours is the pure joy that stands
true to God and man. My pen ‘resting mode’ activated but always remember….

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Ladies what to be scared of

You see him tagged in this ‘nude photos’ or rather skinny girls photos with expendive makeups and you want to skin him alive, with much fury because you definately in love with him. She is ever ‘cwty n babing’ and you are damn scared

‘oh my man is taken already.” She has taken all her attention, they are ever on the night clubs and road trips, she now likes own your place. Mmmh it should not scare you, she aint there forever, the sweet langs will fade, money will run out and just excitement will wear out. If you must follow closely, this should and must scare you the halleluhya types, they are ever texting your man the bible verses or tagging him in after church photos, u gat all the reason to be scared. The concerned lot

They are hard to identify because the the wolves in the sheep atire ‘hwz your darling and the kids’ take keen note of them. Carelessly saved numbers, for example ‘taxi, shop etc’ they are no longer babes as you expect. Your friends, do you even trust them with your man? because these ones are here to stay for quite longer than you expect
Enough said and meanwhile before you think of taming your man…

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Think twice, read between the lines and make the most out of your happiness….

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Govern it youself

I like an incompetent government. This is
a very friendly government, a kind of
government that encourages its citizens to
take care of themselves. That is almost
speaking like a loving friend, that friend
who says ‘take care’ as a signature that
ends calls or a meet up. That is a good
government. Even when you are faced
with trigger happy henchmen who kill
without a care, take care of yourself.
Nature will help you. You know that
adrenaline rush that sets you up for fight,
flight or in my case, freeze? It will help.
And since this came to us as an all
powerful presidential homily, we can walk
into banks and supermarkets and hotels
and just “take care of ourself

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A journey of it all

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A happy girl, full of surprises, you think you know her maybe you dont. She gat a positive attitude, you might confuse her toughness with arrogance, ah nap you wunt be the 1st one. She loves nature

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She is very simple

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.she has been in love, she was broken nat into one but pieces

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She picked up herself

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She regained her happiness once more. She knew jesus n took a step to his door n nw

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God has been suffient

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He lead me to the right path. Aaw little did i know that He God doest things according to His pace n style

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…………………………………………………………………………………… i met someone who saw where my eyes couldnt see, heard what i couldnt hear, carry the load that which tend to be heavier on my shoulder, he met me crying with no tear wipes, he wiped my tears, he convinced me that there is a tomorrow to the believers n that everything happens with a reason

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N now… he is everythng i need n want, he is a darling, a baby/baibe, my book, my happiness, my sadness

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Much love to you my bestfriend

and swthrt

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I have always had this huge fascination
with words. Words enthrall me. I guess
the seed of this was planted in my young
mind by my primary school teachers.
These teachers talked big. They talked
huge. They said things like “I will teal[sic]
with you circumphoniusly”. I loved the
sound of that word. Its spelling and
presence in the dictionary has remained
elusive though. Angry teachers threw in
nice words like “pilali nuksi” or “pilali
fakini”. That English got my mind vibrating.
When later I learned that what they really
meant was “bloody nigger” and “bloody
f…”, my suspicion with words was born. I
began to suspect that people are either
unaware of the words they use, or they do
not intend to mean what the words really
mean. Politicians give conclusive proof to
this theorem.And lovers. The only words
that I now believe and delight in are those
held by drunkards. And mad men.

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I have always had this huge fascination
with words. Words enthrall me. I guess
the seed of this was planted in my young
mind by my primary school teachers.
These teachers talked big. They talked
huge. They said things like “I will teal[sic]
with you circumphoniusly”. I loved the
sound of that word. Its spelling and
presence in the dictionary has remained
elusive though. Angry teachers threw in
nice words like “pilali nuksi” or “pilali
fakini”. That English got my mind vibrating.
When later I learned that what they really
meant was “bloody nigger” and “bloody
f…”, my suspicion with words was born. I
began to suspect that people are either
unaware of the words they use, or they do
not intend to mean what the words really
mean. Politicians give conclusive proof to
this theorem.And lovers. The only words
that I now believe and delight in are those
held by drunkards. And mad men.

It is an interesting world. We can
always tell the truth to our lawyers in
order for them to lie better for us. We
tell our doctors the truth for them to
treat us well. I guess psychiatrists fall
in the same class of those in whose
presence we are truthful. And there is
good reason. The attorney client
privilege and doctor patient privilege
means the truth we tell them stays
with them. I am thinking we should
have friend friend privilege or family
privilege where we tell the truth and
feel we are the better for it.

I can’t hide my dismay at the new self-
appointed moralistic Neanderthal fashion
cops who are reading from books that say
a naked woman is less of a turn-on than
one who is wearing something. With all
the Pharisaical arguments you hear, the
truth is it is not what is on a woman’s body
that gives men an impure itch but what
lies inside such men. I mean, you don’t
see men stripping a mad woman for
indecent appearance because they know
she is mad! And let’s not forget that there
is simply no such thing as the right or
wrong cloth. There is always however,
personal style that triumphs over social
and contextual demands. Mark Zuckerberg
for one does not need a suit to appear for
an official function. That is his style, and
we do not beat him up for it. We are
supposed to be in a better day where we
prioritize individual freedoms and living in
a society that safeguards those freedoms.
No society survives for long where even
one of its members imposes thei
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