THOUGHTS

I was wondering if anyone can explain to me the native american's plight. They are so left out, I keep forgetting that they are found in America.

I've been thinking abit on this gay issue and I think i've found out where I stand on the issue. I think it was Clinton that advocated for the 'don't ask- don't tell' policy for gays in the military. Am not sure who encouraged it but the idea was that people shouldn't ask their friends if they are gay and gays shouldn't say that they are gay. It saves everyone alot of trouble. could we not effect that?

Am also wondering about what business we have with what people do behind closed doors. If they are two consenting adults, why the hell not? I know, it's biblically wrong but do we honestly think that they haven't thought about that? That they don't beat themselves up about it, on a daily? I donno, i believe it should be a live andf let live policy. And i'd appreciate it if they didn't rub their gayness in our faces. We are human and can only take so much.

EXTENDED VACANCES

I like to sit and review my world, I bring everything into focus and see how many things are going right and how many aren't. I like the days when everything seems to have a tick. It pains me to have to put x's on some things. Today, I came up with a couple of x's so the day is tinged with a slight grey which disappears when i forget. Am considering living in limbo, on that note.

In Mbale, out of every three people, one is Somali. They are a darn pretty lot, all curly hair and bronzed skin.. and good strong teeth, if am seeing well. But they chew wiered things and spit in public. eeeeew.

No one wants to build homes anymore, some one must have told the towns folk that the money is in accomodation so everyone has turned their house into a hotel or an inn or a guest house, if not the main house, atleast the garage, it's crazy. But not a bad idea since there are many bazungu around. I wonder what they are looking for, I can't see any tourist sight except the mountain.

To tag a blogger

Woe is me. 10 years later and I haven't tagged anyone. So here goes, Am tagging Indiana, Jasmine, Joshi, Iwaya, Baz, the 27th comrade, Eddie, Savage. . . are they 8 yet? and everybody else. I know for a fact that most people on the above list have been tagged already but am turning a blind eye.Bear with me. Now, to tell them they've been tagged.... No, wait, the rules: 8 facts about yourself, people. And for obvious reasons, if you've been tagged, say so so I can report to the tag authorities that it's your fault and not mine. luv ya'll

WASSAA

Hello people. am ill, i have flu and cough, atte my cough is not that sexy one that makes you feel sorry for the pretty young thing sighing in her hanky next to you, pretending to be coughing. Has any one ever had a cough that makes you feel like your lungs have an outer coating of some heavy metal so that when you inhale, you fill like you are trying to lift a table with your teeth? And when you laugh, you end up hacking? Well, that's not how I feel...kidding, that's exactly how I feel. I've thus decided to put my laughing days on hold. For now, I just sort of hiss through life.

Els, do you remember how those adolescents in S.5 and 6 used to laugh?Maybe they didn't in your class but they did in mine. It went something like," ts ts ts ts ts ts ts ts," I finally get it. They had bad coughs and didn't want to put their fans off them.

I read the 27th comrade's article on how girls can't seem to talk about much else, save life and love. I swear he pegged me in one. I decided to dedicate my week to speaking, writing and thinking of anything else but. It wasn't easy. I tried to talk about politics, I ended up repeating myself,

" This regime is bad."

"It's soo oo bad!"

"My God, the badness of this regime.. (shaking my head)... it defies understanding." Suffice it to say politics was a flop. But I know that when i think it, I see pictures in my head of people throwing doves and making peace signs. Isn't that enough?

Then I tried to talk money. Now there, I surprised myself. I have many business Ideas running around in my head. I kept talking to a friend of mine about investment ideas, business plans, making your money work for you. I was pretty impressed with myself.

I read 'Rich Dad, Poor Dad' and I haven't looked back since. It's all in my head right now but in good time. My dad was telling me about "our property", if he'd known that as he talked, i was mentally breaking and expanding structures, selling off others, He'd have freaked and disowned me. It got me wondering if I feature anywhere in his will. I bet he's only left me some brown goat I saw and liked on his farm. Untill recently, he thought i was not very steady so I was kinda, 'special', Now, when I tell him 'intellectual' things, he fights hard and well to hide his surprise. YESSS!!! He even seeks my opinion these days.

AM COMING UP SO YOU BETTER GET THIS PARTY STARTED.


PS: Am at the first internet cafe in Mbale town so prices are just short of extortion. gotta go, mwaa. All the Bagisu say wasaa?

HOLA

Hi. Thanks Joshi. I was gon' stew in my ignorance for a while longer. Eight facts? Okay, here goes.
1. The firstest way to win your way into my long term, short term and mid term memory, possibly my heart too, is to tell me awe inspiring stories about vampires, were wolves, hauntings, ghosts, the occult, mythical creatures. . . . Don't run away. Am just saying.

2. I believe in love but secretly I think am going to die alone coz I feel like the one am waiting for ain't coming. And am not bloody settling for less! Sorry.

3. Am studying communication of the mass variety but as soon as i finish school, it will be the last thing on my mind. I want to be an airhostess and i don't care that the urge was supposed to pass with childhood.

4. I talk alot. I talk my way out of situations, into situations. I talk.

5. I can't think beyond the end of my nose. I have to strain. You know when they ask you, " where do you see yourself in 10 years?" The answers I give are lies. I don't know how to tell people, " I can't see myself."I live each day as it comes. With minimum planning for tomorrow: eg ironing tomorrow's clothes.

6. My mummy thinks am a time bomb. She's just waiting. Am a good child but she's convinced that any day now, am gon' go rogue. At first I thought she was being unfair, now am not sure. Am scared actually. But I have such presenceof mind, where is this ninja stuff going to pass where I shan't see it?

7. For about2 years now, I've been writing in code in my journals (Da Vinci code forever!) But recently, I asked myself, "why the hell am i hiding? This is my book. Am supposed to friggin express myself? Why must I use code. Why must I allude to things and not actually say them? There went my code. Now, i write in the queen's English and swear however, whenever i want. Some of the things am letting myself say are shocking but ... I don't quarrel, I can't abuse anyone and some facts find it hard to leave my mouth. So am making good use of my book. It's easier to vent there.

I think my sister is reading my journal coz she looks at me kinda funny. these days. But I got that covered. I wrote in there: if you have no bloody biz being in this book, get the hell out. And u better smile when you see me!! lol. So she can't quite confront me with info in there, She'll be admitting to invasion of privacy and she'd rather die than do that. I degress.

8. I want a boyfriend. I don't want one. I want, I don't , I don't, I want one, I don't bloody need one, but God said... No, St Paul was telling only the brothers, but... Shut up, we are single and we are happy, okay? (In a small voice) Okay... But... SHUT UP!!! That's were I stand on the issue of relationships.

9. I feel like my family doesn't understand me and I don't get them either but my mum makes an effort and I love her for it.

Oops, you said 8. I like to talk. See ya