tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82435135401511341302011-08-01T22:14:07.009+03:00niseme nini?kakijanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14610214401561802711noreply@blogger.comBlogger291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8243513540151134130.post-29386548188893741462010-10-15T11:27:00.000+03:002010-10-15T11:27:28.035+03:00

It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself

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cause when it's black (it) means watch your back because you're probably the last person in the world right now she wants to see and when it's blue it means that you should call her up immediately and ask her out because she'll most likely agree and when it's green it simply means that she is really stressed and when it's clear it means she's completely emotionless (and that's all right i must

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The irony of commitment is that it's deeply liberating -- in work, in play, in love. – Anne Morriss

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I guess I'm behind when it comes to music i.e. I find that I like some music way after it has become a hit. 2010 Album(s) of the year for me - Casting Crowns - Lifesong(2005), Casting Crowns(2003) Song of the year for me - Casting Crowns - Praise you in this storm

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the hand that rocks the cradle....

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Nairobi radio has picked up on one of the songs I like; Mark Cohn - Walking in Memphis. Not good. They will use the song then discard it after three months of playing it. So sad.

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I've noticed I don't have much to write. But I've been reading alot. So here's some of what I've been readingTeenagersMore TeenagersMore to come.

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Being a nerd, I know exactly what I want to say. I have 10 statements:1. Geeks are wanna-be nerds.2. Nerds can be very preppy - yet to find its Kenyan equivalent.3. Nerds have fun, most of the time.4. Nerds can be very popular.5. Most nerds have a social life.6. Most nerds get very good grades.7. Not all nerds wear glasses. If you wear glasses, you're not always considered a nerd.8. Most nerds

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the problem with the rat race is that even if you win you are still a rat

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nice post here on the death of a friendship.been experiencing that.

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Sorry guys, but you are stuck with me. I know, I know.... I'm not all that.I'm here to stay. I'm gonna do my bit, God who sees all things will reward each according to their work.So honestly, get used to it!

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Yesterday I showed my workmates a mean side of me.Something to do with an old chic I tried to katia. Most guys think that I am a nice guy. In truth I am not.Chizi sang a song which says 'yaliyo ndani huwezi kuficha, ukweli utajitokeza'.How true!A chic (a C.U. damu chic) I tried to katia in campus got pregnant even before she cleared. Somehow that made me glad. I did one of those evil laughs. Yeah

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I guess I finally found a church near home.I am a firm believer in that saying that you should walk to church. that way i get to meditate before and after the sermon. so I found a church near home where I could walk and still get the rightly handled word of God.The sermon yesterday was about being cold, lukewarm or hot. I'm afraid of thinking about where I am.

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when the student is ready, the teacher will appear. or something to that effect.i am learning so much about life.from learning about women ( i used to be the proper geek, with great ambition to be the proper stud). might do a post about that since i am getting there.to learning about how to grow my wealth ( i thought i knew everything).kweli, choices not chances determine your destiny.

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yesterday's sermon in church included some reasons why God allows someone to pass through stuff. Among many other reasons included the fact that he does it so that he who has passed through something can encourage others going through the same thing.i've struggled with lust for many years, but i guess i'm finally seeing some light at the end of the tunnel. that's not to say that i have made it,

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i moved houses about a month ago. went to a house cheaper by about 2k.i have to say it has worked out quite well. somehow it feels as though i have some more money in the pocket. got some new stuff, and it feels as though prospects for the future look good.plus i got me an orange line. i forgot my phone in a bus and someone is diligently keeping it for me. orange is ok, i lost about half of my

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decisions, we make them all the time...so goes the ad for an investment bank.yesterday in a mathree, there was this lady who had to have her son sit on her lap so that she paid fare for only one person. the boy looked to be about 10-12 years old. old enough to have his own seat.in this same nairobi, the 62 seat buses for the braeside, brookhouse schools et al are nearly always empty in the

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I've been living on my own for about four months now.Initially I had what could be called joto mingi. I said hello to every neighbour in the flat, tried to pick up a number of reasonably fly mamas in matatus and generally felt like the man. Now I've cooled down and I'm just living my life.I'm what is called a shagzmodoz yaani I've lived outside Nairobi for most of my life. Nairobi people are very

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i've been racking my mind for the last couple of months about what to do with this blog.still haven't figured out yet what to do.but thanks to SupremeGREAM here is my maiden post after two years.a lot has changed, i'm no longer in my father's house. I am now my own man!anyway more of that to come, for now let's just say i'm glad to be blogging again.

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Masculinity, How do you define masculinity? I’ve been reading this book called ‘Wild At Heart’ by John Eldredge. It has really redefined for me what being a man is all about. I think I’ll write more about it in future. I’m sitting here listening to one of my favourite love songs, ‘if you get there before I do’ by Collin Rayes. I first heard it in my final year of high school. There was

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It’s nearly midnight and I’m afraid I can’t sleep. It’s not like I’ve got anything bothering me I just don’t feel like sleeping. I’m recalling my years in campus, from 1st year to where I am right now. I tell you I used to be a geek. In first year, I lived with the smoothest, most sweet talking guy I know. This guy had my female classmate referring to him as ‘this is my friend so and so’ while

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I’m sort of reviewing this year. I’ve been through a lot, many of my plans have failed, it’s not how envisioned it ending at the beginning. God has many characteristics which I still don’t understand, and after this year I don’t think I ever will. On the back of a truck was written “ya mungu ni mengi”. I couldn’t agree more. I know it’s quite early to close the chapter on this year but I

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to all my fans, sorry for not updating the blog sooner.i've been back in campus (the former juja boys and a girl - jkuat). thank you God, the male to female ratio has improved greatly.now in my final year i feel kinda lost. most of my boys have finished school, and so, on the corridors i pass about 50 people before i see a remotely familiar face. then i have to dash over and say hi, even if i

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so if you actually visited my blog, you'll see that it's full of what one would term as kinda depressing stuff. what can i say, it's just life.contrary to all appearances, my life aint that depressing. despite all the hard times my life has been full of joy brought especially by people like you. one thing i'm thankful for is that God has given me pals whom i know would do anything in their power

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my affair with pornography started in high school. i went to one of the top schools in the country and undertook a course in computer studies. due to this we were allowed internet access.i still remember that sunny evening when i clicked the link to open that site. i still remember the name of the site.since then me and porn have had an on and off relationship. at first the guilt was overwhelming

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today is furahiday. end of the week, all i can say is that i survived. you know that saying 'champions are like biscuits, when there is heat they rise up' so i can confidently say that i rose up to the occasion this week.i miss childhood. back then life was very simple: you wake up, take breakfast, go play banos with your friends, each lunch, play with car toys made of milk cartons then go

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this year has been tough for me. you know those times when God is putting you through tough times to purify you, it's been such an year for me. i've been in God's furnace this whole year na bado sijaiva.i feel like a potato which has been in the moto for way too long. Ecclesiastics 3 says that 'there is a season for everything, and there is a time to every purpose under heaven'.Superchick (an

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so it's now two days after my lugha hit a brick wall. i must say i'm not doing too badly. one thing i appreciate is that the chick kataad me in such a way that i'm now feeling 'it's not sooo bad'. proverbs (somewhere in chapter 25) says that 'a word aptly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver'. so even when i was being told no, it was in such a way that i felt it's ok that she is

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my first post (which sorry to say i deleted) was about a girl rejecting me. so is this one. rejection sucks! i talked to the young lady yesterday and still 'no' was the answer. i've had hopes for this girl to end up with me since i was 15 years old. what is a man supposed to do now?when God says his ways are above ours, you have to believe him. i've been pitching him vybe for this mama since 2k

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