Malaysia...truly Kenya!

Maze...this holiday in Malaysia is proving to be too much.
Goodness...its like Im back home. The number of Kenyans here is outstanding....and Nigerians??? Goodness!
Mad partying like rockstars. Im too young for this... Now Im sitting on the balcony, outside a pool engulfed by the picturesque view of the city. The heat is crazy...It feels good to escape the Chinese winter. It also feels good to party with different faces...peeps who know how to have fun. And the girls...lets not even get started about the girls...too many...everywhere I turn...as in...its too late to say lead me not to temptation  when Im surrounded by it!
Anyway...its just beginning...on to the next one!

TJ

So today...thanks to the brilliance that is Skype, I was able to see and talk(babble) with my newly born niece called TJ. She's so cute...I just dunno what to say. Her mother is like one of my closest cousins who I tell virtually anything and everything...so it was a really special moment for me. I love them both

Bucket List 2010

1. Get a girlfriend…as in for real…tired of flings
2. Buy another PS3
3. Get a Nokia N900…google it…you probably have never heard of it
4. Buy another electric guitar
5. Start dancing again
6. Not see the sun for a whole week…my current record is 6 days…hehe
7. Get in a fight
8. Kiss two girls at the same time…I notice how this conflicts with number one but hey…its my bucket list
9. Read the Bible from cover to cover….don't judge me!!!
10. you tell me….be creative...I dare you

You may be wondering why some crazy things aren't on this list. And here's the answer…been there…done that!

Assignments

Inspired by 'I cut myself', by my lovely sis, Miss Caffeine

Assignments, homework…all on paper

Too hard, too much…Il do them later

But i know I gotta do them…We all have to do them right? If not we'l flunk our classes hence we wont be happy now will we? Sometimes, the assignments are hard, but sometimes the work is quite easy and enjoyable. Nevertheless…what happens when your homework turns on you. I really try to finish my assignments, but sometimes the work is too much…as in close to impossible…and its not my fault. My classmates think I don't care about the work, they say I think Im so clever that I don't need the extra credit. I beg to differ…I really do care about my assignments…its not my fault that they always turn out differently. In case you're having trouble understanding my analogy…

My body was my notebook

I wrote all the solutions…just look

But when she had the chance to grade my work

She wrote so deep that she cut me

Her and her and her…they cut me

A book of blood is all you see

I wish she broke my heart with ink

Coz I could just erase the stain

But blood is messy, gross, tain…ted

Will You Marry Me?

I just love gossip and rumors…Especially when they're about me. Like they say…you aint doing it right unless they're hating. So now yesterday Im told that a certain someone in my life is getting married. Whether its the real marriage or the 'you're my girlfriend hence my wife marriage', i don't know. The girl happens to be my lovely ex. Now the problem comes in when Im told Im jealous coz I want to marry her. Yes, you heard me, apparently Im under her spell and I wanna marry her or something like that. Then apparently I gave her my jeans…by force…which isn't how I remember it. Yes she has a pair of my jeans but trust me, thats as juicy as the story goes. Then her friends think Im a bad guy who does bad things to girls…so Ive become something like John Tucker with girls planning my demise…what the eff?!?!

Her and I are, dare I say, good friends….as in there's no beef or anything so I know she couldn't have started these horrendous accusations…actually Im sure she didn't. Its not like her. And we made our peace ages ago…which is why it bothers me that people are still talking now…Im thousands of miles away but Im getting under people's skin…what if I were home then?! Yes, some of the accusations are true…I was quite an ass in high school…but that was almost 4 years ago…and I made amends but they still insist on chipping the wound.

So whats my reaction? Like Ive blogged before, I don't like confrontation…So imma let it slide coz thats the least of my problems at the moment. But if push comes to shove, something will be arranged…haha...Im a peaceful person

I still love fanta…but thats all that is

SYLAR

Sylar- def: A character in leading TV Series Heroes™ who's power is stealing other people's abilities also my favorite bad guy of all time

I admit it….Im tired of hiding the truth. Im a copy cat…I like to copy stuff I think is cool. I was always musical…my mother says its coz she used to put the speakers near her tummy when she was pregnant and I used to kick…but that's besides the point. The point is, I never bothered picking up an instrument. Then when I was 7 years old, a group of my class mates started playing recorder and it was the in thing, so I started it. Then at 9 years I went back to live in Kenya and none of the kids there were playing it…instead…bano(marbles) was the in thing…so i started that. The list goes on to my current talents…

I started playing guitar coz it was the cool thing at the time…but that finally became a real passion thank goodness…not just for the coolness. Now I play bass, drums and keys…I love music

When I was 14 I couldn't dance to save my life…but my best friends in high school were the best dancers, dare I say…in the country. So i took it up. And just like Sylar, i learnt and perfected it…now I cant stop dancing…i hear music…a dance comes into my head like clockwork. Now Im a dance choreographer.

I even started a blog coz people I think are cool have blogs…I used to have other methods of relieving stress…but they were counterproductive so I guess this is aight.

My point is, if I were a member of the cast of Heroes, I would be Sylar…apart from the obvious fact that Im black and way more dashing and attractive

To Miss Caffeine and Fanta

I just noticed that something you blogged about was extremely true...
Im bored...and i have nothing better to do so im gonna eat a chicken burger and have some soda...like you said...where's the line between boredom and hunger...its like the same freaking thin
In other news...screw him for forgetting your anniversary! I know I wouldnt!