I WAS WOUNDERING!

The Movers come by!!!!!

2008-11-20T12:56:00.001+03:00

Yeah the movers were here so i left with them.

Am at: http://ativans.wordpress.com

See you there..........

Only the faithfull

2008-11-12T14:20:00.000+03:00

Once upon a time this site and the guy with the guitar were the epiome of my day and there i was i let them down.
i met busy and busy met me and yeah i let go of us.

You alone kept my space faitfully even blogger changed but you faithfully stood there in the same position hoping that i would come back to you!

Here i am and this time its for keeps!!!!

Once upon atime!

2007-10-06T16:53:00.000+03:00

Well i was ashamed when i did look at the last time i had posted something sensible and it was two months back.Wow its been a real while just hoping you are all good.

Once upon a time.....time time time or was it tell tell tell do not remember quite well.
Any way as i was growing up that time when i had stopped woundering why mum kept laughing whenever there was a sitcom or i would just laugh coz mum was laughing whenever we watched tv,there were words that really did play me.

List:
the busar do not know whether i have the right spelling but yeah.Mum kept saying i have to see your busar and well i kept wondering which one after all i did not have any at school.The only busar i did know was the common bahasa commonly known as the envelope.

Carrier:
Did anyone enjoy another life the soap like i did?That was the first i heard of carrier and the poor lil girl only knew that carrier at the back of the bicycle can u blame her?

Well gone are the days when english was the quinine of the time.

BB2

2007-08-06T16:03:00.000+03:00

Well do not know whether i am hating or someone else just seez what i see.The Ugandan girl, am kinda disappointed though i guess i need to give her some time. She is so acting the game and not playing it.I just could not by pass the fact that she is not a natural. Today she was too quiet and the reason she gave is that she did not have a very good nite sleep,well i will not judge her on that i will wait otherwise we continue like that and we be doomed!Sure the shower room will give her marks.

As though that is not enough the namibian gal ,sorry but much as she said she aint no hypocrite the first staement she made was how she cuda tripped over justice too much for one who can not backbite others.I think i dnt like her already.

Poor rich he got himself some nag like loreto!

Guess some one will soon say i just do not appreciate!Thumbs up for Tarti,Max,Jeff,Rich,Bertha,Code ok will talk about the rest when i now their names and character!

Laters anyway could i just be hating?

This is hilarious! AND it is told by a FEMALE.

2007-07-30T13:58:00.000+03:00

One day I met a sweet gentleman and fell in love. When it became apparent
that we would marry, I made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.

Some months later, on my birthday, my car broke down on the way home from
work. Since I lived in the countryside I called my husband and told him that
I would be late because I had to walk home. On my way, I passed by a small
diner and the odor of baked beans was more than I could stand.

With miles to walk, I figured that I would walk off any ill effects by the
time I reached home, so I stopped at the diner and before I knew it, I had
consumed three large orders of baked beans. All the way home, I made sure
that I released all the gas. Upon my arrival, my husband seemed excited to
see me and exclaimed delightedly: "Darling I have a surprise for dinner
tonight." He then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table.
took a seat and just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the telephone
rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and
went to answer the call.

The baked beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was
becoming most unbearable, so while my husband was out of the room I seized
the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go. It was not
only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk in
front of a pulpwood mill.

I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously. Then,
shifting to the other cheek, I
Ripped off three more. The stink was worse than cooked cabbage. Keeping my
ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on like
this for another few minutes. The pleasure was indescribable.

When eventually the telephone farewells signaled the end of my freedom, I
quickly fanned the air a few more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap
and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and
Pleased with myself. My face must have been the picture of innocence when
my husband returned, apologizing for taking so long. He asked me if I had
peeked through the blindfold, and I assured him I had not.

At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated
around the table yelled: "Surprise!"

I fainted...

TO THE FALLEN HEROS!

2007-07-18T14:41:00.001+03:00

Well some times people say I am complicated, others I am difficult while others will tell you I am proud. I cannotdeny or admit to any of those charges because to others I am so down to earth, understanding and fair. But one thing for sure I know I am hard to impress or should I say I am a perfectionist. I always prefer to comment last for fear that I will disappoint others. Last night as I lay in my bed I thought of the friends I have, those that I had, and those that I will have. I have very many acquaintances and just a few friends.

Well I have a big problem with trust. For some it is so easy to trust while for some of us it is not for fear of disappointment. I have very few people I call friends because I know I can depend on them as much as they can on me. I choose to only have a few because much as it takes me decades to trust some one, it takes me just a second to get disappointed in some. With my acquaintances its easier to forgive for I did not invest so much time in what we share. I guess I have a problem there. (My cry for help!) It is easier when someone says they are sorry but most times they are too proud to do so.

The letter to those I lost…………..

Dear Friends,

We knew each other for years, which was great! Some times I miss my friends but I know we cannot be the friends we were. Sometimes it’s the pride but I guess its not so hard to say a little sorry to some one you care about.

We are not the friends we were simply because you lied about some serious matter or you went behind my back saying I was the bad influence in your life, yeah trying to tarnish my name and when I confronted you all you said was I thought so even when you could have said you were sorry.

We are not the friends we were simply because you met some guy and you rendered my friendship useless. You shared our inner most secrets with some guy who actually is so out of your life now, cared less about the trust I invested in you!Not that i cared about your boo but when he chose for you your friends you prefered the ones you both shared and threw out your own.

We are not the friends we were simply because you hard something about me and did not give the benefit of dought something I would always give you because I always asked you if what I hard about you was right.Anyway how could i have said something like that about you?

Well sometimes I think I did not give you the chance to prove yourself but it is easier for me to create a gap between us without having to really dislike you. Maybe that’s the way I deal with people I really care about just that we can never share the great moments we had when you were the friend I trusted.

Sorry if I disappointed you too.
Yours truly,…………………………………

HE KNOWS MY NAME!

2007-07-10T10:08:00.000+03:00

He will come back to judge the living and the dead!

Lost some one last weekend .Well it was not the missing of the Friday plot that disappointed me it was much more than that.
The Priests practically refused to preside over the mass! The reason they gave was that the deceased (RIP) never attended their church. Can you imagine! Or did they mean he never parted with a dime to their church?

If my late Granpa (RIP) never attended church but was prayed for by the bishop himself how about these other priests who claim they are under the Bishop.

The first I heard of such an incidence was Lakwena.I was disappointed but I kinda let it go as she had publicly owned up to serving other gods, but still I thought they were judging her.

What has the world come to, who said just because you are a preacher you will end up in heaven? Who are we to judge others for all I know the last they saw the deceased he was on his knees praying in the middle of the night. If God could give him a last chance who are the preachers not to pray for him.

Any way so much for the holy people all I hear now is sodomy in church, electric gadgets in church and who knows what else.

What do you think of this cartoon it has made my day!

Lesson learnt:
Since the Bible tells us of so many false prophets in the end days I have resorted to only trusting my God and The Bible alone. I like to call it my God and Bible thing! Who would blame me I did not trust any of these new preachers?

The bottom line is we prayed for him and we will still pray for him for the rest is in Gods hands. May his soul rest in peace.

Mummy 's day out

2007-07-02T12:00:00.000+03:00

Well, early this morning I was complaining to mother about how it was too early to leave for work at 6:45am. She told me the traffic would be murder if we left just a notch or second after that, and after all the “Mighty” Greenhill can not have my young brother after 7:00am. So I asked what would happen if he was the only one missing for the morning prep as I like my sleep so much. He goes on to say he would be punished; he would be left to sit in the mess hall and go without lesson the whole day. Anyway I tell mother that I was glad I was done with school, they used to make us suffer in school and guess what its then that I thought of my days post “MOTHER ‘S DAY OUT!”
At that point I became the interviewer and mother the interviewee.

Mother: What do you mean you guyz suffered?
Queen: I mean the stupid teachers felt the world belonged to them so they would do things to tarnish our names when you came to visit.

Mother: In my days I did suffer too.
Queen: Wha guess your days were smoother.

Mother: Have you ever seen me take porridge?
Queen: Never noticed after all everyone at home hates it.

Mother: Well breakfast was porridge and lunch they still first gave us porridge. And if you took so long to finish they would put the beans in your porridge!
Queen: Yacky! Atleast it was not compulsory. Didn’t granma pack for you seeds(soya, g nuts, hard corn…..)??

Mother: Not like they would last the whole term. We used to eat the seeds mixed with sugar.We also used to melt the sugar to make toffee. I wonder how my teeth survived.
Queen: Got my blog story for the day tell me more puuuliiiize!

Mother: What is blog anyway?
Queen: You know the window I always leave on your screen so u can read? yeah that is my blog page. Its where I am goin to put your story.

Mother: But the rest you would need pictures.
Queen: Try me.

Mother: Ok we were not allowed to wear mini skirts in school.
Queen: That is kinda normal mum, what about it?

Mother: We had two skirts the one for normal school day which was like 10 inches above the knees and the second one about 13 inches for going out of school like for seminars.(By the way get a ruler n measure by the way she does not have Cheri’s height)
Queen: So your long skirts were our mini skirts of late and the mini skirts were Jesica Simpsons hot pant length???????(Laughing)

Mother: Yeah!(she chuckles)
Queen: Okay what else can you tell me?

Mother: Will tell you when I remember.
Queen: Puliiz u could not have forgotten. Okay tell me about campus.

Mother:(Laughs) at campus we knew nothing about perming or relaxing our hair.
Queen: I thought it was fashion to have Afro? Do you mean M7 introduced the era?

Mother: Not really, well atleast we hot combed.
Queen: Did you have night clubs?

Mother: We had teenie stuff. Only that if a guy had interest in you, we would go to the movie halls but in groups of 7 to 10 gals.
Queen: I thought that is in our days where if you don’t feel the guyz lines you appear with friends like all the time?

Mother: By the way we never used to eat. One had to be slim. You know I look back n wounder what weight I had coz I was smaller than todayz models!(laughs)
Queen: Okay mummy do not pass my gate. Okay good day mum!

Mother: Good day dear!

To be continue………………….

Street Week 1

2007-06-29T17:03:00.000+03:00

Well, I kinda like the sound of STREET WEEK. Okay I am not exactly on the street but at the same time I am not employed. I kinda got this internship in a reputable company just as a disguise though retaining me may not be an option. Sooner or later my 2months of internship will come to an end.

My week 1 did not go well , probably I was too excited about the DONE DEAL!!!!I got sick like real sick. I could not imagine why I fell sick at the end of my final year yet I never knew what sickness was. Anyway today I have finally gone back to work.

At my work place or is it my intern place, my desk faces the lovely roads of Kampala I call them lovely coz the big man does not seem to want to welcome the Queen in his true colors not like he can hide the slums of Katwe and Kibuye. Anyway as I see people jammed up on these roads I figure I got three deadlines to beat. No one told me the street was tight
Someone promised me some advice but it has never come n am still waiting. Its so bad for someone like me did I tell u I am humble, sweet, calm the list is endless Lol!!!!!!!!!! Ok for someone like me to fight so hard to beat them deadlines and still be on the street?? I will resort to my daily cry to my Father who Art in heaven!

Here is a chorus I love so much!

He knows my name,
He hears me when I cry,
He knows my name,
And he hears me when I cry!

Can not wait for Him to say, ”Queen, the street aint your place!”
Nice weekend!

THE DONE DEAL!

2007-06-22T12:48:00.000+03:00

Two hours back i became an elegible employee who is officailly on the street.Well that does not exactly sound like i would have wanted it to sound but what the heck????????????? no more carrying of books without my full approval after all my masters is up to me now!

Anyway i guess i owe all of you a long time greeting and how have you been??????? Down the road where i have been i do remember the nusery days well when packin banana and boiled eggs was a crime can you imagine what torucher that was???? Thank God i never attracted the crowd to my container any of the years i was in nursery.

Then came Primary they did cane us like a problem,the nasty homework damn it was too much ,guess anyone would agree with me if i said i hated school.

All i remember about secondary school is community work and punishments!2 people would be given to clean a class or lab can you imagine as not sweepin but mopping one would think we had slaves in school.
Atleast my advanced secondary,life was what you made it.I rememberwe had a head teacher who would give as stress leave chits, trust me who would not get stressed Lol! and yeah the was no mo community work and no more punishments.

Then there was a University,i hate to even call it that coz it has really lost thank God u r not there.Anyway apart from the party,there were problems like loss of marks where if a damn lecturer lost yo marks it would be yo problem stress factor!

Anyway the bottomline is Thank you God for i managed to get where i am.Guess i should start my street journal like now but God it should not be long thats if You understand what i mean.

Where everyone went!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2007-06-01T13:26:00.000+03:00

Well its been a real while like a really long time!

Well hope you are all good just figured i missed you guyz a little tooo much............................ but at least thou shall not dispire i took some time off every now and then to read yo lovely posts. My schedule of late has redefined the term busy so i still will not be back till end of June.

Had to say some thing coz some one i know by the name BS reminded me it was May actually its June today. Not forgetting our other friends like Cheri who left us in Kivulu slums for Kololo but i guess we will catch up better still your roots will always be with us on blogger lol!

Gotta run take care all you peps.Laters

Oh Uganda!

2007-04-12T16:53:00.000+03:00

Oh Uganda the land that feeds us, or land and labour we give.....................................

Today i thought about Uganda and yeah the National anthem and all i can sing is the first stanza,the rest is sketchy like the two lines above.What the heck? After all the people leading the country care an inch why take the foot.

Anyway as i was coming to town today,i noticed all the shops were closed down town.Well of course i was angry since i could not get my yardley gloss that i am so much addicted to,that i so much love but i could not blame them either,once beaten twice shy they were looted sometime time last year in a riot,who cared?????After all its for a good cause this time i too support the sit down strick.OUR GREEN BELT MABIRA!

Mabira the forest i tressure up to now.When i was young i used to stay in Jinja.Whenever i would come to the city Kla,i would eagerly look out of the window hoping that one day i would get a glimpse of the so many animals we were taught lived in the forests.You know i still hold onto certain memories whenever i go through that beautiful forest.At the moment,when i reach the Mabira police post i know soon it will be that big Bell beer bill board and yeah,home is just amatter if KMs,my heart leaps with joy knowing i am safely home as many do not make it trough coz of the numerous accidents (God forbid).

The point is whoever has seen black and white can not surely advocate for the cut down of my mabira,you could not have wasted that much time in school.
As though that is not enough,i have to pack my"RANGE ROVER" okay its my dream car LOL!The beautiful pearl has no diesel,imagine a country with no drivers and no businessmen!Oh Uganda sounds like a cryout!

Capital of Austria????

2007-04-05T13:18:00.000+03:00

The title was a question did u answer it???well it is always facinating to look back in our lives and reflect on the choices we made that brought us to where we are today and where we hope to be tomorrow.

What drives you?

What important lessons have you learnt along the way?

If u had a chance to to live life again what would you do differently?

On my part i would say ,i am driven by the desire to to achieve what has not already been achieved by someone else.I have learnt that everything happens for a reason for God can not out you in a situation you can not handle.I always try to look out for the door that just opened when the other was shut.And not sure of what i have not already done in life dont know wat i would and do as for the future i can not explain.

We tend to believe that doing and worth go hand in hand.The big secret is that nothing could be further from the truth. Nothing we do or not do determines our worth in God's eyes.

That takes me back to the choices we make and the capital of Austria.........................................

I remember back in school where everyone thought and called us spoilt brats coz our tution was paid in dollars $$$$$$$$$ , our school skirts were abit shortter than the rest of the schools(guess they were jeolouse) and forced puffs(hair) prevailed, people made choices like;

1.Lying about family to blend in,can you imagine denying you mother who carried you for nine friggin months just coz she was not dressed in the latest pair of shorts but a busuuti????????There i am thinking even though mine was in sapatu i would run n hug her like it was our last hug!

2.Talks about mansions where friends were never invited or they dropped you off by the roadside so u could walk the rest of the way.

3.Making sure the teachers knew your father is the step bro of the cousin to the step bro of the former president.......not even sure i got that sentence right lt was usually longer.

4.Then there was the peer pressure,the drugs or is it the weed,u could not even borrow a bic pen u know the ones with a small hole ya people i know sniffed out of those holes it made them feel good what did i know?

Any way it was a choice i guess i just keep remembering what life was like those days and it all seems like a phase every one who attempted to go to school should have gone through.It was fun sitting and listening to peoples lies and lives those that i choose to call choices!they made them can not refute them!!
Gone are the school days can you imagine being given a school term after leavin out of those school gates say like now when yo older,wiser,cuter or that case more handsome????

Thighs Paraded

2007-04-01T19:45:00.000+03:00

Some days back i was standing in a quadrangle of some cooperate company with a friend and some guy goes like"i have booked that one for lunch!" So i thought she knew my friend n i did pay a deaf ear but later my friend who had been talking om phone asks me if i did know the nut and of course i did not.
We decided to ignore him but he could stop looking at us anyway as we start to leave he sends an askari to tap me!First this askari should thank his God that i was in my usual mood(the happy mood) . So any way i look at this guy square in the eye n he shyz away i got this look i like to call the attitude look gess he got the message then.
There i go thinking do men thing every skirt that moves belongs to them?no offence guyz but ya how do u just think every gal u meet on the street is just too ready for u???? Why not try out the many streets in the upside of kampala where they do charge per hour????

Any way thats besides my point, my point is Nakku the the one tryin so hard to make the news..........seriously why kiss n tell? Last week she was claiming that she was consulting wit VP all the times she was on phone before and during her press conference. If she claims she was consulting how come the guy still has not acknowledged her?

She probably thinks she will do a kilewinsky publicity but what will she gain so sure the VP cant take her back after all this did any one tell her that there r prizes for publicity?????????Look at mo powerful cases like the Aggrey Kiyingi case who still talks about it yet it was just last year????

And there goes this chick parading herself ??????????? Not like i am supporting Bukenya adultery is bad and trust me no one loves it but now that it is done why not keep it a secret so we all benefit coz now am sure the kids aint so happy n trust me thats the end of Nakku had she taken on the "No Comment"like most movies love to portray whites sayin it would be different.

What a shame for all our smudged headlines of late!!!!

Hiya

2007-03-25T19:54:00.000+03:00

Hi there my geeky friends when the day goes bad atleast you know you got some peps to mek you laugh.LOl any way was thinkin of a day gone bad.

Its friday morning n iv got to certify some papers of mine at Makerere i get there n of course there is this rude chick like i expected of MUK who hands been bankslips like she just missed her last months pay "pay 3gz for each then get back to me later"she says.
I take the slips n go to pay my dear never under estimate the power of a local bank askari.He had like 100 slips in his hands n he surely assured me how even if i did enter i would be wasting my time(puttin in mind there r those that r favoured only if u part wit some dimes).

Anyway after so many thoughts i say i will do the town thing after all they have a payment section in Stanbic it will not take me that long.Well it so happens i am so wrong it took me an hour to bank u can imagine the standing n all.any way after all the hassel i go out n it is rainin i got no umbrella trust me i am mo than pissed.Any way i jump on to a taxi n i notice i just lost my ATM card i remember i asked God "why me!!!"

Anyway i go back to MUK ready to spit fire just incase they tried tossing me around but they didnt. I was just a normal day Gone bad it took me ta whole damn day to certify my papers Lol!!!1

HISPANIC MOTHERS

2007-03-19T15:19:00.000+03:00

"Mrs. Gonzalez comes to visit her son Jose for dinner. Jose lives with a female roommate, Maria. During the course of the meal, Mama can't help but notice how pretty Jose's roommate is. he had long been suspicious of the relationship between the two, and his made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between her son, Jose and his roommate than meets the eye. Reading his Mom's thoughts, Jose volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Mama, Maria and I are just roommates." About a week later, Maria comes to Jose saying, "Ever sin ce your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the silver sugar bowl. You don't suppose she took it, do you?" "Well, I doubt it, but I'll e-mail her, just to be sure." So he sends his Mom an email: Dear Mama, I'm not saying that you took the sugar bowl from my house, and I'm not saying that you didn't take it. But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Love, Jose Several days later, Jose receives an email response from his Mama: Mijo, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Maria, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with her. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the sugar bowl by now. Love, Mama MORAL: Never lie to your Mama"

WIFE VS. HUSBAND

2007-03-16T14:20:00.001+03:00

A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word.
An earlier discussion had led to an argument and
neither of them wanted to concede their position.
As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs,
the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?""Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws."

W O R D S
A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day...
30,000 to a man's 15,000.The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men... The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"

CREATION
A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be
so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time." The wife responded, "Allow me to explain.
God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!

WHO DOES WHAT
A man and his wife were having an argument about whoshould brew the coffee each morning. The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up first,
and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee."The husband said, " You are in charge of cooking around here and
you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee." Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible
that the man should do the coffee."Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me." So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament
and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says.........."HEBREWS"

The Silent Treatment
A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving eachother the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight.
Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, "Please wake me at 5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would find it.The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AMand he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper bythe bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up."Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.

cant be that green!!!

2007-03-16T13:45:00.000+03:00

The black birds that were baked in a pie

2007-03-12T13:14:00.000+03:00

Recently i was watching Def Jam comedy n there is this joke about afro americans.Why brand us by our hair styles after all they change with fashion?if am an Afro American today will i be a weave american tomorrow?o better still a bold american when i have no hair? A Jamaican was askin.

Well back to the point , i was disappointed by how shallow Afro Americans can be.Well they claim they can not vote for Obama coz he is African and better still hez never been in the ghetto to actually know what they go through.In all this i am thinking Hillary Has been there,the kennedys were there ,lincoln but may be thats the part of their lives they never wrote about after all , all i know is from their biographies and history books.

Not like it is any different from what Ugandans do.They go where the majority is it is no merit any more. If Obama has it all what makes him different from the rest of the contestants? He comes from Africa my foot his mother is White he is a citizen as much as they are, just that they missed being ancestors from the continent that has it all.

I still do not under stand how a black man still thinks he is better off represented by a white man.Not that they should vote Obama for he is blck but why not if he has it all after all there even some whites willing to give him a chance. For all i know the current white has falied them inciting wars and the rest. Nyway why bother politics will always be politics i never try to understand it.

MOVE, MOVEMENT,MISSION

2007-03-12T13:01:00.000+03:00

Three young Americans left in search of a story, (they show them happily smiling) what they found was a tragedy that disgusted and inspired them (they show a mother without lips and nose holding her very beautiful baby). A story where the children are the weapons and at the same time the victims. Abducted from their homes, trained as soldiers. A place where children are not seen and not heard. Believing that this story could inspire others as it did them, they created a movie called “THE INVISIBLE CHILD-ROUGH CUT” They screened the movie wide and far and the question they repeatedly asked was “What can I do?”

“Can a story change the world?????”

Well as a millennia-generation born after 1980 (got this from the book was amazed)
I believe it can because even as I type I do it right from the bottom of my foot or as people like saying the heart.

Every single day I wake up and all that is on my mind is my schedule for the day, no fear of gun shoots, insecurity at large maybe the car that might run me down on Kla-Jinja road (God forbid) but that’s hardly a thought I give space to. And this is just central Uganda and just miles away in the north are many of my brothers and sisters, unsure of the days meal, filled with nauseating thoughts of I may never leave in this camp again depending on Kony’s mood, nursing wounds that can never heal souls even when better, intorrelable cruelty n suffering………..

I woke up this morning and I saw a black book that read” THE INVISIBLE CHILD”I have always seen it but I ignore it so am like I cud get a blog post for the week. But all in all it was not just the post it was much more than that. It was so breath taking one of the stories that cabbed my attention was that of a Zephea Zaidi a very beautiful young gal who had watched the movie with a boyfriend the day before he was shipped off to Iraq. He later sends her a message telling her how there were also thousands of invisible kids there (can u imagine the world we live in)n sent for a box of crayons as would love to teach them how to read and write every other day after duty. However he was killed the following day in an explosion. She goes on to tell us how all their savings for their wedding were donated later in his name to the invisible children.
Here we are Ugandans, take time and think about this question ‘What have I done as a Ugandan to help?” After all the saying goes like charity begins at home. However it is so disheartening to know that even the little we have offered has been swindled by the greedy “muffs” People are so corrupt that that take on projects to help those poor people and all they do is embezzle the mula.
As I read on what caught my attention again was a page full of portraits of the invisible children. It hurt so bad that I felt I lump in my throat. The smiles so genuine yet so bothered. It was hard to miss the kid in yellow gagoz (glasses),hurt but smiling from the bottom of there hearts.
Here is a prayer for all my brothers and sisters out there: Dear God thank you for today, thanx for the life we have n us. Though we may be selfish, lord teach us how to give, for those that are bitter lord, teach us how to forgive and smile for those there is a reason for everything. Be the comforter You have always been for we know You will make a way for us.
info@invisiblechildren.com
DO NOT FORGET US IS ALL THE INVISIBLE CHILDREN ASKING FOR.
With love, Good day.

which side is it anyway?

2007-03-01T12:36:00.000+03:00

Its an early afternoon n a sista is tryin to get the best from her nap wen "bang! bang!"the sound of someone knocking at my door. Of course i pay a deaf ear hopping it will subside after a while but waap!

Well i get up to open n guess whose at the door.....................got u there stop imagining lol! my younger brother in P.5. He goes like " Queen tubakubide yo akapya " first the lunguage is rear in my parents home(luganda no offence) n then am woundering what 'kapya'did he mean?????????? So i go to listen to the new hit n guess what, TO THE RIGHT !TO THE RIGHT!

At first am like some wannabe trying to mime after all the last i knew Beyonce had done a great job at a similar hit though it was TO THE LEFT,TO THE LEFT.Then there goes the IRREPLACEA BLE. Of course any guy would be like what a great hit but cant a brother be original why fight the lady not like she did write it she only súng what is on most of the galz' mind.

I listen on and the whole bit of all the shoes i bought u should stay n of course the master of all phrases of i could replace u by the hour n there is already one up in shower something like that.

Ouch! that sunk in but what beat me most is that my young bro of 9yrs knew every word by heart and am like where r we headed can such a guy ever be committed to someone in life?I immediately ask him if he had finished his homework n of course i played mummy and sent him away to do his homework lol!

Well now that there is no young blood here should we be takin sides?Would u be brave enough to rip one of all u have ever given them?well i think thats quite immpossible if i gave u my heart will u give it back well in wat condition? Or maybe if u never gave anything r u willing to get that embarassed?
Got so many friends arguing about both versions n they are like thats the way it should be maybe for some guyz like the capitalist lol wont mention names.What do u think?

But on the bright side i love both versionz they r quite amusing u all got to listen to them.Still tryin to find out which brother had the nerve to hit back he had better be twice as good n smart as B was.
Good day!

Real funny!

2007-03-01T12:16:00.000+03:00

BRAIN TUMOR

Doctor: I regret to tell you that you have a brain tumor.

Mr. Bean: Yesss!!! (jumps in joy)

Doctor: Did you understand what I just told you?

Mr. Bean: Yes of course, do you think I'm dumb?

Doctor: Then why are you so happy?

Mr. Bean: Because that proves that I have a brain!

MR. BEAN WHILE IN GRADE SCHOOL

Teacher: What is 5 plus 4?

Mr. Bean: 9

Teacher: What is 4 plus 5?

Mr. Bean: Are you trying to fool me, you've just twisted the figure, the answer is 6!!

WHILE IN A DRUG STORE

Mr. Bean: I'd like some vitamins for my grandson.

Clerk: Sir, vitamin A, B or C?

Mr. Bean: Any will do, my grandson doesn't know the alphabet yet!!

AT AN ATM MACHINE:

Friend: What are you looking at?

Mr. Bean: I know your PIN no., hee, hee. Friend: Alright, what is my PIN no. if you saw it?

Mr. Bean: four asterisks (****)!

Marriage:

Friend: How many women do you believe must a man marry?

Mr. Bean: 16 Friend: Why? Mr. Bean: Because the priest says 4 richer, 4 poorer, 4 better and 4worse.

CHATTING WITH HIS FRIEND:

Friend: How was the tape you borrowed from me, is it Ok?

Friend: What tape did you took anyway?

Mr. Bean: Head Cleaner.

DEATH OF HIS MOTHER:

Mr. Bean:(crying) the doctor called, Mom's dead.

Friend: condolence, my friend. (After 2 minutes) Mr. Bean cries even louder

Friend: what now?

Mr. Bean: my sister just called, her mom died too!

MR. BEAN ATTENDING A MEETING:

Colleague: Sorry I'm late. I got stuck in an elevator for 4 hrs because of a power failure.

Mr. Bean: That's alright, me too...I got stuck on the escalator for 3 hrs.

Spelling lesson:

Mr. Bean's Son: Dad, what is the spelling of successful....is it one c or two c?

Mr. Bean: Make it three c to be sure

Dear God

2007-02-27T15:08:00.000+03:00

Dear God .
Thank You for today.Atleast i did see the sun,and am yet to see the moon.well, yesterday was hectic with all the eviction n all but i still got roof over me lol. Thank you for u have a way for me as always though i kinda find it hard not to worry about tomorrow.I know everything happens for a reason n ya yesterday was the cheque that bounced,tomorrow will be the promisory note that i have n well to day is the ready cash that i have to use tho i may not know how...........

Thank u again Lord,for you have my life in control.Have a good Day too Father.
With Love.

Eviction

2007-02-26T13:55:00.000+03:00

hi all! my land lord has been tryin to evict me for over a year now.well not that i do not pay him but i like to call it greed.today he seems dead serious but i guess if i give him my march rent he will cool down lol!that i will do tomorrow.......she keeps pesterin me for money even wen just paid for the previous month its so un fortunate that i love my house its got all a gal would need.Keep promising to move but that would be hectic wat do u do for such a m...f?anyway sitted here typin but all i know i might b homeless later today havnt yet figured out where to go.Otherwise good day to u all.