tomorrow

hiya... i be not having much to say except that my birthday was nice... i ate meat like i had never tasted it in all my life. my sis and hubby took me out for a carnivore evening and it iwas ballistic. i got tipsy, got home late and dived for my bed without removing my shoes.

next day, saturday, i had a book launch at church , i was surprised i was up early , my eyes flicked open at 8am and i figured i would be late. with so much running on my mind, i had to figure out renewing travel documents, get passport pictures, then go for the launch and a BBQ later... somehow i dropped renewing the docs to monday coz i was late for the launch.

it was fine but i dozed through it and realised i still had a certain amount of wine in my system.
the highlight of the day was the BBQ, i got to the venue (my pastor's home) at 6pm. and naturally, at every function with familiar people, i am usually given the turntables ( kidding, in this case the computer) luckily i had carried a gadget with music and i was asked to spice up the event with music. well this is coz peeps know my back ground of being a Deejay for about two yrs for a mobile company and i still habitually collect music. so i did my thing. now this BBQ was a do for a friend and evangelist in our church getting married to a kenyan girl (i am going to kenya for something else but it coincides with the wedding date so i might as well attend)so the BBQ was a send off and a party for those who cant travel to kenya.

it was funnnnnnnnn! we ate meat till we dint know our last names, danced and partied like rock stars and cut the yummiest chocolate cake i have ever eaten, and those chapatis, i am still tryna find out who made them. i hardly listened to the bride to be and groom speeches but ...he is good man and he is going to marry a good woman. we sat and joked about how i had 'missed' him and now he had a 'willing partner'.he is one of those guy friends who can tell me anything and i can tell anything without feeling scandalised by the brute honsty.you see, him and i have history, he was the first friend i ever had when i joined my church and he was a friend indeed, so i figured anything for him as he gets married, just like he did for me when i was new in church.just about everyone in my church has had history of some sort with each other...from being room mates and sharing a cup of porridge, to preaching together, to going to school together, crushing on each other etc...and its all this that knits everyone so closely..it feels like family and even more in a momenmt of celebration.
thats what it was like yesterday. so l get home late and walk home with another guy who lives close by from the party.

sunday and i am no where close to waking up.
i am up at 7am and i am thinking 'no way!"
so i sleep again and the next time i open my eyes, a phone call from a friend from church and she's asking about something she lost at the party, i realise its 10.15am service has started.
i got to church on a boda at 11.am attended the service while downloading stuff from someone's external harddrive coz he was leaving in a moment....

and church as usual
was good
it felt like home
like it always does

so now as i write i am planning to go home, cook some and watch the movie 'why did i get married?' i have heard that it is really nice and a good one for marrieds,i cant wait.

i travel on tuesday, got to look after my cousin after her operation, pop in for the wedding and deliver to the groom a collection of 'honeymoon music' he asked me to compile... so until the 10th May.
be good i shall fill you in on the wedding and take pics!

am back .....honestly

well i am back for a number of reasons

1. i was tagged by be silent and sleek and could not let them down.

2. robo, i cant go away and leave you all alone

3. its my birthday today and i am a whooping 28 yrs old!.


so this is how honest i get

1. i have always had more guy pals than girl pals. somehow i am so at home with the guys and love just about all guy talk, its so heady and i like to hear them be dumb about women too, makes me laugh.

2. when i am depressed or sad, i withdraw, hate to seem weak. usually call up a good guy pal who can listen to me whine or who can watch a movie with me.at the peak of it all, i listen to lotsa rock music, lately Every Day sunday and Rush of fools were on my listening list. music i never know i had or was nice...gosh these guys rock!

3. i crushed on a guy for three years and no one ever knew, meanwhile all the girls that liked him used to come to come for advice on how 'to hook him' and i dished it lavishly.why me? coz we was family friends. i let it go when he fell for a friend of mine.game over! i aint a fighter for a guy, if he is for me he will stay is my motto.


4. i had a proper sex 'enlightenment' when i was in 3rd year on campus and my girlfriends put me down for a sex talk;told me actually how 'big', how 'wide' howetc, everything about sex was.... i felt mentally raped for a week!not to mention they laughed so hard at my ignorance.

5. i drove my Dad's benz when i was 5. the driver had picked me from school and gone to a sotre to pick up something, my itchy fingers pushed the gear and i was rolling, hitting cars all over the place, the car couldnt stop....anyway for weeks after that i was threatened that the police was looking for me.

6. i dont get angry much i am a very mild person. i look on the funny side of life alot. i am such an observer, of people, life and events... i like to feel like i am an invisible man in the minds of people trying to understand why they do what they do, or why they are how they are. its fascinating

7. i hate cleaning up. but it depresses me to live in a dirty place, so i clean up anyhow coz i cant stand anyone doing it for me. i like my mess though, i can pick up my stuff from a heap of clothes and know where what is.i am very gypsy too and love the casual hippie look. i have like an average of 3 dinner/party clothes in my wardrobe. i hate highheeled shoes, the ones i have are almost good as new.

8. i love taxis and jams coz i sit back listen to music from my phone and read. when i aint doing that i amm enjoying the drama or writing it down for a story.

9. i once told a guy i liked him and after that i didnt like him anymore, so i dodged him.

10. i am a moody person, very flighty with stuff...especially with my food.right now i am tired of eating in general coz its all the same food everywhere. i am hopping for a new invention somehow for an out of this world dish.

plus, everytime i lose weight, i drop my diet and binge again and then diet again and lose it and eat again....generally...yo-yo

so thank you guys for awarding me the honest award

so these guys should follow suit

the dark knight
the emry's
savedgurl
definately maybe
da tubman
darlkom
31337
normzo
baz
buttercup 'n' chari



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hmmm

it was pleasant

hey
(clinking glass with spoon)
guys...ummmm.
hope you are all okay.
thanks for coming to my farewell party
(no Carsozy, this aint a nother story...its for real, love)

ahem... guys its been great knowing you, i loved this family but...
i need to step out abit
i did not expect to do it this soon but as much as blogsville has brought me joy (nevender, keep on preaching about grace, SCOTCHIE, PRINCESS,FOR CAVALIER, all you deep writers woh left me starry eyed, i wont stop passing by, Robyn, i need you to come home so we can have laughs over coffee and poetry, EMI'S, hey buddy, Baz, Tumwi, liz, you are my people, i will always check on ya' but i need to go...

short notice ug girl? cheri, awww Tubby i need your 'how to's' more than ever. val, stay pretty, 31337 aww love, take care, its truly a Common Life and keep at it love, Tandra, 3TOC, b2b, sybella, the rising page,Angella (boy wonder) 9th child, emry's, silver bow, minty, darknight, solo king, you guys brightened my everyday.

am sorry again this is so impromptu but circumstances beyond me are forcing me to quit, maybe for a while , maybe for forever
when i get out of emotional rehab, and deal with my demons rather than splash them all over blogsville i shall be back.
dont die on me okay
i will keep checking on ya'll

and i do, its weird but you all grew into me
under my skin
i cant shake you off

love y'all, be good and take care...
am out.

some movie and groggy mornings

its morning, i am terribly drowsy, sleepy, feels like i took half a pound of sleeping pills and i cant focus straight. okay
it wont be a bad thing to say i wasup at 4.45am
for this whole week that will be the trend to grace the nation with 'whats up!' on the air waves. believe you me by friday, i cant focus right. my head is swimmimng with incoherent happenings of the days before mangled together in a sleepy haze, it is not beautiful
worse still am battling the dreaded PMS after effects, so i feel like a rock star on the high about to pass out.
then i watch some as though cult movie yesterday called 'Gabriel' weird mix of 'the crow' and 'Max Payne'. gothic theme, rock music, lotsa rain....i was disappointed by the ending though, they seemed to try to represent the bible theme, fight of Good and Evil, then they kill it properly by making evil prevail, that was disssapointing.
i therefore decided it was one of them cult horrors with a script written by an outback wannabe rock star coz gosh... there was so much rhyme that felt forced even in the proluge. it was a weird movie, though, had nice 'maxtrix' stunts, a good-ish undeveloped story line (oba it got twisted)...it somehow was not 'finished' and the dialogue was lacking a little something...and there was too much (i donno howto call it) but staring evilly, snarling, skulking slowly, evil eyes rolling, etc, such. so anyway tihs guy gabriel is the last of the 7 Arc Angels sent to help restore light ot purgatory that was being ruled by the dark powers, fallen angels but now he must take on human form to do this restoring thing, anyway he comes and finds his buddies a mess, they have given up, turned to drugs, prostitution, work in soup kitchens etc anyway, it statrted to disappooint then, how can angels fall like that? then this Gabriel who we are holding on to keep strong,coz surely he should, sleeps with the Arc Angel who had fallen to prostitution...my dissapointment deepens.
now apparently when he comes to purgartory, he finds a letter from Micheal the Arc Angel telling him they had failed , fallen and were dead. the guy he looked up to was dead, so he thinks.
now reemmber he is killing the angels of the dark only to come face to face with the lead angel of the dark Sammael to find it is Micheal The Arc gone totally baaaad! i was bored!
so he kills him in a final fight as Micheal tries to play; 'Lucifer' games of 'bow down and worship me' etc and micheal saves Gabe's life in his last thaws of death by giving him back life supernaturally (now he stabbed Gabe and Gabe hugged him in a death embrace, so they die together, thats how Micheal gives him back life blablabla)
then the end is my issue,Gabe doesnt feel fit to go back to the Light where he came from and stands at the top of the building he was and falls off it, i am not sure if he is flying or killing himself by dropping off a building all he is saying in his head is mbu 'fallng is the last thing an angel feels and he is listening to the voice in his head, his own..' and i smirked 'wanna be depth with no direction or its me not getting it.'
oh and we see this fallen angle he slept with watching all this from some room.

according to someone else who watched it, LOL!

'OMG it was this bad. Made only worse by the fact that it was a fun idea that went horribly wrong. Who wrote this, a ten year old? The dialog is superfluous to a degree I've never seen before in a film done by professionals. Stating and restating and then re-restating, etc...the obvious until you wanted to jab your ear with a blunt object to offer some relief from the tedious words. I'm not sure how movies like this are made. I'm amazed that in this day and age, a substantial budget can be procured for a script this bad. I mean, didn't anyone read it prior to filming?
I could write a book on how terrible this was. For instance, the opening credit sequence. What were they trying to say? "Look how blue his eyes are" "Look again, there still really really blue." "Guess what? His eyes are still extremely blue."
If you really can't help yourself and feel compelled to watch this, fast forward liberally between the action sequences and skip the dialog. You'll thank me for it.'

anyhow TO EASE UP ON IT,
1. It was Australian. 2. Was made for so little money and a tonne of passion.

so l shall not be too hard on it, it really wasnt that bad but eeh dialogue and other things... anyway you watch it, let me know

i miss being a kid!

i miss being a kid,
who feels me?

1. eating jambulas during PE and getting beaten for it or at times escaping narrowly.
2. tacking skirts or dress ends into your knickers to play kwepena and even with the boys present it aint a big deal.
3.worrying ONLY about homework, daddy's signature being on it yet there are lots of gaps galore!
4.feigning stomach ache or some other illness just to stay home and avoid passing through those end of term exam papers or holiday work that was not done.
5. prolonging the sickness to keep eating specail food (my fave was and still is irish potatoes in whatever form)
6. missing church coz i over slept...and being caned for it.
7.waking up late and being caned for it.
8.not doing housework and being caned for it.
9. not doing homework and being caned for it.
10. making makeshift boats from fallen coconut canopy like leaves and sliding down steep hilly terrains or sliding down a staircase banister and being shouted at for it, or threatened, at worst caned!
11.eating alooooot of bread and not worrying about dieting
12.throwing stones at boys becoz they are boys
13. being able to be naked , playing naked in the rain and passing with it.
14.watching tv and playing video games like its a full time job.
15. calling people 'bum scratcher,' 'so what so fat, as you are!' without sounding retarded
16. being soooooo optimistic and myopic; its only today that matters
17. spitting from a high building and wondernig on whose unfortunate head your discharge fell on.
18. fighting for the co-driver seat, the one near the door or that chair in the dinning or the one thats comfortably placed infornt of the TV
19. Fighting for the remote control and to watch your favourite programme like my little brother says, 'its my right!'




unless i am benjamin button, i dont see this happening but i do chuckel when i think of my own childhood. a return to innocence! nice weekend y'all