of love, life and living it up

me i know some of y'all think that you've skived singing for me happy birthday cos ati i was somewhere between continents during "decent" hours. let it be known that i will be 23 for the next 364 days so there is no skiving (for those who dont know, i'm one of those people who are not shy about announcing their birthday. i have forgetful friends, watajuaje?)

me i don't have sleep. i didnt even come straight home and i got slightly tipsy but here i am 12 hours later still wide awake after tossing and turning forever. this is the worst time for insomnia to hit, especially since the only programmes that are on tv right now are transformers and those infomercials and dodgy music on those alleged music channels (what is it with thse people and that fergie person? UGH!)

me i believe that if my holiday were to have a soundtrack it would be nyama choma by samba mapangala.
Nyama Choma

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now cheat me and tell me that is not one very amazing song. by the way,if you dont have any clue as to who samba mapangala is maybe this hit of theirs might refresh your memory (doesn't it take you back to the days when KBC english service was the bomb cos there were no fm stations yet?) i had an awesome time, there really is no place like home.

me i know i have irritated many people by starting all my sentences with 'me i". lakini you have got to understand i have just come from a place where beginning a sentence with that phrase makes perfect sense. that and saying "the leg (of the car) is bad" ama "how do you decrease this window?" and "throw away that saliva" (tema hio mate). it's also not wierd to hear a child being admonished for wanting a soda with the following statement: "kwanja (kwanza) wapi gachifu (handkerchief) yako? si nirikwambia ni hio soda inafanya ukorore (making you cough)?" not wierd, but it's funny as hell. direct translation from swahili and mother tongue to english absolutely rocks i tell you.

me i will state here and now that an airplane is a matatu with wings. kwanja BA did for me many wonders. ok, my issues while i travelled were not completely their fault (boys and girls, the slightest technicality with your visa will delay you, please believe me) but seriously, when travelling both ways there were complications with the engine that caused delays. on the way to home the wait to repair the technicality was a couple of hours. on the way back from nairobi it was 26 hours, 4 of which were spent on a stuffy plane with no air conditioning and someone kept farting for crying out loud. not to mention that both ways my luggage was lost so that means that as soon as it is light outside i will go shopping cos as luck would have it my hand luggage is full of special porridge flour for a pregnant in-law, patcos, big - g and house of maji biscuits, ketepa tea bags and ground coffee (the owners of these items know themselves. hebu come collect and quickly cos hata kama i didn't come with that lucozade that's wrapped in yellow paper the way we agreed the rest will be hijacked soon).

me i will agree that new yorkers are rude. goodness me, i got lost and i asked a random person for directions thinking that they are chatty and friendly like people here in south. to my horror and to the detriment of my delicate constitition "f**k you!" was what was yelled to me a couple of inches away from my face. gasp! not to mention that at my unexpected stop over there all i had was a jean jacket, a couple of sweaters and a pair of gloves cos i was going home and it was "summer time" over there. from now on you'd best believe i am dragging around a big jacket with me if i'll be travelling during christmas.

me i saw that in nairobi when it rains people and cars act like tao shrunk and matatus hike prices like your digs hama-d. also observed is that what people call the rave is just pub hopping from local to local and what's worse you pay entrance fee. some of those places that are allegedly the place to be are just a rip off. afadhali going to a place that has a live band even.

well, me i have run out of things to say, and at this juncture starting every paragraph with "me i" is becoming quite tedious. that said, happy new year to you all! (y'all know full well you can wish someone a happy new year well into march so there.)