Gee Maniac

Its been like a tight endless expedition that you just don't realize it halting.Most of my colleagues have been complaining over the issue that they can't be able to comfortably surf my blog using their phones,the warnings have been severe "change your ways or else global warming will catch up with you",i had a fighting bout which i apparently happened to have lost to my opponent,my jaw is sticking out and everybody is asking what endless am i chewing lately,its an endless trail where if you ask who is behind it, would mean having your life at stake,i cant even blog correctly since i keep confusing English with machine language(i wonder what they are teaching in school lately?, i mean elementary!). I went to the doctor and this is what he had to say:"You're fine buddy!"!Really?!

what the f$*#,this was supposed to be a poem, a recital for my younger sister!!



I open the curtains wide to let in the morning brightness,i discover i woke up late to find the ad guys literally finished putting the latest billboard ad.Its something to do with a club, i wonder if it cost the twenty spilled all over,wait a minute, i know that guy!we used to.....My day starts hurriedly enough for me to turn on the tv- set to realize that the morning traffic monitoring guy from our local tv station is just outside my residence,through that i would have possibly come out of the house knowing i needed to dress good enough to appear in front of everybody who knows me or even for starters get out through the back door. Oh yeah, and now by the way my office colleagues will all be laughing out loud on hearing my lame 'i was late because of the traffic' excuse to my boss once i arrive late for work.

The traffic by the way is a genuine excuse. Most Nairobians must attest to the fact that it is nowadays impossible to maneuver the traffic jam, the traffic police never help,in fact, they contribute to the ever growing traffic snarls.My most recent research can prove this and my suggestion has already proven fertile(check the Australian condition and hear me out),the stakeholders are so hesitant they first want the roads refurbished.They don't understand the logic behind;its not a road thing!

I reach the office to find my boss almost like already guessed i was late, then as he approaches....

ooh no,my lap batt is already finishing off and i forgot my charger at the office,sorry man

catch you guys later...

Just been out for a while,went back to uni to add some knowledge which i hope will be of great importance,feels good i can blog.The semester is been tight than i had imagined we have like 4 profs lecturing and the puzzle never ends,the jargon never stops and the only thing they can offer is a 5 minutes break to cool off,aniwe am already absorbed into these formalities.

Lately av been lookin at the diverse Kenyan political scene and i must say its changed more than rapidly since last year's election,its just profoundly undescribable,with everything turning Grand.I mean not to even talk of the food,fuel and everything prices,i thought i read something of concern with these variables in my economics class(am perplexed the theory doesnt seem to apply or hold true,or is it the governance?)Nevertheless, i do appreciate the kenyan scenario,coz wait until u hear the Zim's version!

They say the internet enslavens and has as a result grown rapidly,i thought this was true, but is it really(fact:period of development 1993-up to now)?go ahead compare the other technologies bt this aint my concern vis a vis any great technology you can think about.My concern is the way fuel prices are rapidly shooting up not to mention that with the rate of economic growth(youths find pride with owning one that is on fours).

I wake up only to find out the reason i slept,the grund shifted!C'mon,what do you say at Bill gates latest Philanthropistic declaration?,how do you talk of the election crisis with all that inflation,i must admit to say that am shocked to find the way the supreme organ f the nation acts is an understatement,i thot these guys were abit mature! am sorry bt they are just a lot of ignorant masquaraders who are driven by the urge created by maslow than that of serving the electorate at large.

My favourite minister was lately sacked by i say lets give him a break to go and mingle out again coz this i know and i must say it loud,THAT HE SHALL BE BACK,that am certain about.Crap! this is what i call a rip off by the parade at the supreme organ(bunch of idiots and hooligans who are not hestitant to bite the tits with which their mothers fed them with!)

Times are rapidly changing and am finding out that the bus only takes the prepared ones, am off to prepare!

Its been quite along time since i last did blog and i know much has elapsed since then.Enyewe i had taken i gues a long break nikihussle jobo,and must admit that the pursuit was rather interesting than the boredomness i had thought it would generate.I graduated in September this year an occassion characterised by rather a cold spell than the kawaida sunny one,i clearly did mark the words of our pr0-chancellor which with authority he did confer the necessary certification,a session educative enough to know of courses that i never thought were in existence in the university,not that i would have changed or sthg of the sort but for informational purposes.Graduating is rather a milestone in a lifetime i tell you.Atleast for the first time you have people who will bring you presents incase you are a he,not to mention the loads of congulatulation you receive from everybody, 90% of whom hardly even knew of your existence,endless photos from everyone holding a camera...damn i thought they were for free!...,and other loads of crazy stuff....i cant forget the feasting part anyway.



Much of that aniwe,and as i was saying hardly did the pro-chancellor proclaim of the hardship to be encountered in what would turn out to be a hard pursuit but despite that, i dont take him for the blame, as it is for each and every graduate to experience this kind of struggle atleast once a lifetime if not a couple of times,judged by his class...ok i mean 1st class,2nd class an so on.

Actually let me spare you the science and give you the theatrics in my actual expedition.First there came these days i couldnt miss reading/buying the Wednesday and Friday Daily Nation's.Ofcos i did get much from it; from mere clerckerial advances to highly payable outsourcing work from overseas,let me tackle an incidence of the latter bearing in mind that i am a graduate prone to the I.T sector.

One eye-catching advertisement which could never have escaped my attention was that of an abroad company sourcing for experts locally to what i like to call an IPO/Premier of their company,-you guesed right they required alot expertise,and my gamble may be would fall alot chance here[man, no jobo xperience!]-,i did the exams but the worst part is that i had to wait for days before i got the actual endorsement,the patience shone in me neverthless as i tell you the actual pay was more than attractive,dude £8 per hr is no joke.

As it goes with many outsourcing companies you have to sign a declaration sort of an agreement with them,so here came my turn.Ok let me put it this way:Things can be tricky,really tricky.There was one a part in the declaration form that required you to make an online payment,of a full five gees(ksh5000) or to sound alot less £38 equivalent.I had to seek advice on this,i mean 5 gees out and nothing in,AT ONCE! shall never be allowed by any graduate of sound mind.The company on this tricky part had a 7 days ultimatum on which you were supposed to forward your scanned declaration.I had to write to the concerned parties telling them of my setbacks and lucky enough they new alittle of the likes of me and had a full procedure to cater for this.

With this effect i slowed my rate,for atleast a week as i followed up the matter.In the mean time,i happened to learn of a new recruitment by one clearly established outsourcing firm in the
country from a friend of mine and decided to give it a shot.The company is one of its kind since you dint have to look official to turn up for their interview,aswell their interview was no written and had to be done from the computer i scored 26 words per minute typing with an accuracy of 97%,the oral part ensued and i tell you i f**ked up!,i had to brag of my other waiting job after i realised they would be paying me peanuts as compared.Great lessons learnt guys i tell you.

As the story ends its only today that i got contacted by the first company after months of relentless looking for work.I can tell you am finally overjoyed,and.... guys,guys this ain't patience,...nooh...., i call it missed opportunity.Neverthless there are great life lesson learnt.

Things just jazz me with how they unfold.The other day i was just relaxing at digz,you know the kind of time you aimlessly start reading like a two month old magazine and find a kul joint to pass time with,you can gues it was a sato and bearing my nature,being at diggz was so heroic.The kind when you see yourself implementing thought upon ideas that you made some other day .You know sundays....you wake up with a hangie and you are cursing why you ever thought of drinking and decide that from then henceforth you won't ever waste a sunday like that so as the routine goes, you quit drinking.That was my stand the last weekend.You know kawaida how your pals are. They change life.Technology on the other hand just make this 100% possible.You can gues my phone wasn't on as a result, but not this tym. You are mistaken!I had this like a fifty fifty feeling in my mind when you just never know when this anonnymous safcom guy wona call to let you know of how you miraculasly won that house,i mean you leave at your folks house so you dont even pay bills to excuse yourself that the fone had no charge.Aniwe this cal just changed me.


One of my pals of course hallad me telling of how his folks had chomokad shaggz and their locomotive was available for cruising all over town that nite.You just can't gues what the brand ride was.After my long 30 seconds of intense thinking i decided to jump into my rave attire and wait for the ultimate time.Opportunity at its best i gues,you know these things just dont happen often.I tell you we had no time to waste despite the fact that the nite was still big for us,and there came Adri with the benz at the top of its sound system.I tell you we would be bouncing big tym.Fuel at full tank would just have an explanation of the evaporation/global warming effects the next day if this folks ever asked of its whereabouts.The plan was to hop aniwhere that it was being dropped like hell hot or mad crazy.Definetly rocking tao would just have proved of how weak the sound system's in tao was and this mere show off was just not for that time.Our first place of designation was at some filling station joint where i tel you things just happen like crazy.



We bounced just in time to meet this show where some four dudes and four duddets claiming t be a couple had made out.The jammaz were in a range and the chicks in a supped up bima.The jammaz of course had done some mischief of smuggling in some fyn whore from the street and the chilles had just smelled a rat and ordered their jammaz to come to a halt.The jammas on this event had told the whore to hide in the trunk of the vehicle but to know avail, since this chilles were clever enaf.I tell you not of how that whore was beaten but of the sweeter stripping come cat fight time when we witnessed the whore clothes getting teard to tatters and of course we had to exercise maximum optical nutrition on this particularly.Aniwe the chilles drove off at break speed screeching all over with anger of the event and as we came to learn later the couples re-united thereafter claiming it was just a booze thing.Aniwe that was just the beginning of our cool nite that led us to catching sight with this group of mammaz who i tell you were nothing but f..lly as we dismissed of from that sight.

As a result of fatigue i gues i'll have to finish it later.Av been travelling all over an gues ...
The next part wil of course be continued

It always occur to me that just when you think you've completed one stage and u're ready to reward yourself with that holiday or that bottle of champagne(u know the African champagne definetly), it appears that there is either a mark that u skipped in your most thought fully-accomplished milestone or even worse off that the next step u're to take needs even much attention than the previous.Much often i usually tighten myself up in my blanket to my excitement rather than face the truth,the truth being you have to wake up and face the light of the day.Definately my case isn't like those headlines you hear in CNN ''....stories never told,places never visited ,water never drank and the like"m...m never,but what it calls for is more than u'd think about,thats why i havent been around.Gues the few months taught me something atleast,Aniwe all am trying to say is that am all be a see kay.gues am back! .check out for more stickers

The lost world...mmmh,may be its the movie that made the '90s.I was a favourite of jurassic park but when the flavoured editon in the context was released i definetly prefered it.U know how it was back in the days,i love reminiscing yeah right but i wont be doing it for now coz its already tackled.

Now,story of my life:

Last week as i just watched the turn of events, i was humbled down by the question of where we're headed to,i amazingly found some bunch of twist in extraporating on my answer.An answer that i never had thought for, for a while.The answer was an anatomy of who i had turned to be.I dont know how to put it but it is just like how u get lost in a forest labyrinth,i mean a maze may fall for my comparison but to tackle my situation, i preffered the latter.Its so amazing how things can blinden you.You know the kind of who arrogantly leave their mobile phone on in church and aren't hesistant of picking a call in the middle of a sermon with a lame excuse of 'you never know, it might be God'.I definately know, haven't been bloggin for a while and i tell you that these are the ripple effects,real gotchas.

For those dead days, i probably grew lunatic.It all started when this jamaa at our hood,you know how they deal,introduced this funky plan of making money.To start with he had this idea that we should join some financial institution and channel our money to the pyramid sort of sacco.And the funny thing with this guy,i must admit.. its funny.You may think as well if you are kenyan.It was that fast bait that he ushered to us,it was more than appealing i tel you.He had this offer of dishing out a k,call it 10 reds,for ten%.Imagine a thao for a soc.You know the kenyan way; you have kwanza to ask fo the terms and conditions coz you think its a set up.But i was there representing the learned ,so as the others declined the offer my hands were wide agape for the offer,sorry for me ,it was only the beginning.

The pyramid thing was however going wel,you can definately tel,si u see i never blogged.Like blogging earns you money.Aniwe i simply had no tym to coz of my busy schedule.I had to gather flocks,clicks,call them crowds,to earn my commission.The business was i bet you successful.Hint:I had my parrafin burning counting my many blessings upto 4 in the morning,my door had a josim new doorlocks fitted,ask me how ,for secuty goddamn.My most treasured cell phone had given birth to more calls,am discrediting the bonga point scheme,and of cos my flossy,clicky k750 never complained of cred.Aniwe i was all but earning thanks to my wise investment.Damn, i was i big tym baller,tycoon with a cigar on my left.

Not that i had any money laundry scheme to earn me a compost.I had risen from a humble beginnning,street smart beginning.I had plans of calling KTN for a waliobobea interview,to tell my part.Gues could be a good catch for Swaleh.Aniwe as the saying goes for every action expect a reaction.Kumbe this dude was a fake agent proclaiming but tricks,and i gues i had a good smile to win the auditions as his accomplice.Men, this was so sweet for one to watch,i mean my downfall was really.....It amazes me! upto now.

I woke up on a Friday for a rude shock.The final day of my empire.The base cards of my empire had been disturbed all i had to do was watch the dreadful collapse.It was woeful.My boss had all but smarted his ass, (i mean tripple for the S) out of me.I had cops waiting even before the milk man was there,with paper showing all my confidentialities with the smart ass,dumb ass!.The following had to be court cases which had a climax of me refunding all my clients their cash,if i never wanted any mess for my future.I had to,and this trickled down on me worse than i had thought of,am worsely than you can think now i tell you, not that am writing for any public sympathy,but its a sad story.

Once beaten twice down.Mine..what to say other than pass the message along with a billboard of PARENTAL ADVISORY:never try this anywhere.