okay so now i woke up today feeling lovely, church was refreshing. i don't know what it was about the day that made it so lovely.
before i go on, i must remember to mention this email i got from a wonderful Blogger, apologizing for the long-gone drama and saying she finally understood where i'm coming from. it kind of made my morning although it was a little shocking. thanks, Blogger. i would have said her name if she allowed me to.
i think i'm gonna dedicate this entry to all the wonderful peeps who put up with crap from all over. i know this chick who has put up with all kinds of drama from her mom. this chick, let's call her samantha, has been through the worst crap a person can ever put their daughter through, and the way she talks about it, it's as if it's child's play, if i hadn't seen it myself i would never have known it was so serious. i read a blog today where someone was asking what is the limit, when does stuff stop being humility and become borderline door-mat. samantha is the most joyful of people no matter what, and every one is always going to her for advice and yet for her when she's down she will not tell a single soul but her God. okay well sometimes i pry and she tells me but really! is that safe? we once talked and she cried a little but if i went through half the things this woman's mum puts her through, i would totally break off all ties. and i am talking biological mother, if samantha had a step mum who was mistreating, i would understand but this is the woman's mother. i don't know where people find all those huge bucketfuls of forgivness.
kutesa, my ex boyfriend, has reached the limit of limits with arrogance. i am telling you the man must think he is all that and a bag of chips. well he is not wrong per say but for real i know the man is fine and all, why is it so difficult for him to accept that a woman can move on? all the women who have been with him always have a difficult time picking up the pieces and i decided i would not be like that so he better wake up and smell the bimuli! i think i need to erase him from my life completely, all his photos, emails, text messages, instant messages and every thing he ever bought me and just keep my distance, Greg Behrandt says you should keep away from your ex for at least 60 days and flush him out of the system. i decided to do that but i have cheated so many times, even today at church i sat about 3 pews away, is that silly or what. i will try again and i must get over him. although i wouldn't mind a friendship, when it stops getting awkward.
mom is doing well, the alternative diet thing is actually working for her, special thanks to Joshi for the tips and prayers, i appreciate it man i just thought i should put a post here for you.
there's the phone, my cue to leave.
love ya'll!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Friday, November 24, 2006
from my devotional
November 24
And the LORD thy God will put out those nations before thee by little and little: thou mayest not consume them at once, lest the beasts of the field increase upon thee. But the LORD thy God shall deliver them unto thee, and shall destroy them with a mighty destruction, until they be destroyed.
Deuteronomy 7:22–23
Had God driven the enemy out of the land quickly, wild beasts would eat the crops that would otherwise have nourished God’s people. So He drove the enemies out a little at a time until the children of Israel were ready to take on more territory. So too, God is working in you and on me. “But it’s going so slowly,” you say. “I thought I would be a lot further along by now.” I know. I thought I would be too. But God would say to you and me, “Be patient and trust Me. I’m not going to drive out your enemies immediately. But little by little, I’ll give you more territory, more possibilities, more responsibilities. You wait. You watch. You’ll see.”
Pst. Courson
And the LORD thy God will put out those nations before thee by little and little: thou mayest not consume them at once, lest the beasts of the field increase upon thee. But the LORD thy God shall deliver them unto thee, and shall destroy them with a mighty destruction, until they be destroyed.
Deuteronomy 7:22–23
Had God driven the enemy out of the land quickly, wild beasts would eat the crops that would otherwise have nourished God’s people. So He drove the enemies out a little at a time until the children of Israel were ready to take on more territory. So too, God is working in you and on me. “But it’s going so slowly,” you say. “I thought I would be a lot further along by now.” I know. I thought I would be too. But God would say to you and me, “Be patient and trust Me. I’m not going to drive out your enemies immediately. But little by little, I’ll give you more territory, more possibilities, more responsibilities. You wait. You watch. You’ll see.”
Pst. Courson
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Something I saw and liked
Free love?
As if love is anything but free!
Man has bought brains, but all the millions in the world have failed to buy love.
Man has subdued bodies, but all the power on earth has been unable to subdue love.
Man has conquered whole nations, but all his armies could not conquer love.
Man has chained and fettered the spirit, but he has been utterly helpless before love.
High on a throne, with all the splendor and pomp his gold can command, man is yet poor and desolate, if love passes him by.
And if it stays, the poorest hovel is radiant with warmth, with life and color.
Thus love has the magic power to make of a beggar a king.
Yes, love is free; it can dwell in no other atmosphere.
Emma Goldman.
As if love is anything but free!
Man has bought brains, but all the millions in the world have failed to buy love.
Man has subdued bodies, but all the power on earth has been unable to subdue love.
Man has conquered whole nations, but all his armies could not conquer love.
Man has chained and fettered the spirit, but he has been utterly helpless before love.
High on a throne, with all the splendor and pomp his gold can command, man is yet poor and desolate, if love passes him by.
And if it stays, the poorest hovel is radiant with warmth, with life and color.
Thus love has the magic power to make of a beggar a king.
Yes, love is free; it can dwell in no other atmosphere.
Emma Goldman.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
can't think of a title
i am trying not to become a cold person but the stuff going on right now is not funny.
some guy said bitter people are like porcupines. they have many points but they are hard to get close to. he also said they are like icebergs. cool on the surface, cooler inside. i am not hard to get close to, i dont think so at least. but over the past few months i have found myself struggling to be a warm person, it's like nothing phases me too much.
my pal came over a few weeks ago and asked for money, said her and her hubby really needed it. i wondered what was up but she said nothing, that they were just going through a rough patch. come to find out the woman had an abortion, which would probably not be so painful if she was not 5 and a half months pregnant when i saw her. i didn't know what to say, i was not the least bit amused, seriously, i don't know if this is the same as the virginity issue but a partial-birth abortion is a mean thing to do and i am wondering where i will get the strength to forgive this woman. she confessed today that the baby was not her husband's but surely! what has that got to do with the poor baby, what was she thinking when she was making all those choices about cheating on him, and now a child has to pay for her mistakes? anyway i will try not to judge no matter how mean i think it all is.
mom is in so much pain, it's not funny, we have four more days to decide this chemo thing, monday she goes back to the doc to tell him what's up...
a friend sent me a few tips on changing diet and all, says we should try alternative methods and i talked to mama about it and she is wondering how she will go without her sugar. i had to drive over and tell her that she needs to get serious, she is talking about sugar when this is a matter of life and death!!! i got a wonderful website from the friend, with lots of information that gave me so much hope. maybe mom has hope, of course she does with God on her side. talk about an angel sent to encourage my family.
hey i should blog about my family...
i'm out for now... tc.
some guy said bitter people are like porcupines. they have many points but they are hard to get close to. he also said they are like icebergs. cool on the surface, cooler inside. i am not hard to get close to, i dont think so at least. but over the past few months i have found myself struggling to be a warm person, it's like nothing phases me too much.
my pal came over a few weeks ago and asked for money, said her and her hubby really needed it. i wondered what was up but she said nothing, that they were just going through a rough patch. come to find out the woman had an abortion, which would probably not be so painful if she was not 5 and a half months pregnant when i saw her. i didn't know what to say, i was not the least bit amused, seriously, i don't know if this is the same as the virginity issue but a partial-birth abortion is a mean thing to do and i am wondering where i will get the strength to forgive this woman. she confessed today that the baby was not her husband's but surely! what has that got to do with the poor baby, what was she thinking when she was making all those choices about cheating on him, and now a child has to pay for her mistakes? anyway i will try not to judge no matter how mean i think it all is.
mom is in so much pain, it's not funny, we have four more days to decide this chemo thing, monday she goes back to the doc to tell him what's up...
a friend sent me a few tips on changing diet and all, says we should try alternative methods and i talked to mama about it and she is wondering how she will go without her sugar. i had to drive over and tell her that she needs to get serious, she is talking about sugar when this is a matter of life and death!!! i got a wonderful website from the friend, with lots of information that gave me so much hope. maybe mom has hope, of course she does with God on her side. talk about an angel sent to encourage my family.
hey i should blog about my family...
i'm out for now... tc.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
today
is it true borat the movie is funny?
today i went to church, didn't go last sunday because i was in new york, today was lovely, after that my girls called to bang kabozi and then we ended up on an impromptu progie where we spent hundreds of dollars on shoes. i needed boots anyway for the cold so i think it was a good investment (aren't shoes always?)
i have to go to work tomorrow and it's such a bummer. i almost wish i did a fast food restaurant job but it's ok i think i'm doing ok for my age.
on the age issue, someone called to ask me when my 25th birthday was and i was in shock, and said i am turning 22 in december as a joke but she took me seriously. i came to my blog and saw that in my first entry of the previous blog i had said i was 21, sorry for that typo people i'm 24, i turn 25 next july.
i don't know if i'm allowed to say this but, chatting with donald semambo today, i found out that ninsiima's dad is museveni's brother and that made a whole lot of stuff clear for me especially since i bashed the first family and then her name was in the next paragraph. so many apologies again. i still have to go for plastic surgery from the way my jaw dropped in shock.
i went out with some guy for dinner, he is sweet. i've known him for about 2 years now, and he has everything going for him - has the cutest lips and a dress sense from 5th avenue, and he is quite the saved one,funny, charming, you name it, man is doing his PhD and i need that since i'm doing my masters and believe it or not people are intimidated by that. anyway back to the guy, he is really doing well, with his ride and mansion that has women all over him and all that, so everything should be all set for us to ge together and begin life as a couple, right?
wrong. man likes me, so he says, but while he was declaring his "constitution" and manifesto, which by the way shocked me because i thought we were on a platonic package here,
K'S FACE SHOWED UP IN MY HEAD.
why should a man who dumped me ruin it for all men?
isn't that what's happening here?
mommy is trying to figure out whether she should go for chemo or try some of that other stuff like kevin trudeau's recipes/advice.
i need someone to tell me if i should watch Borat.
God bless
today i went to church, didn't go last sunday because i was in new york, today was lovely, after that my girls called to bang kabozi and then we ended up on an impromptu progie where we spent hundreds of dollars on shoes. i needed boots anyway for the cold so i think it was a good investment (aren't shoes always?)
i have to go to work tomorrow and it's such a bummer. i almost wish i did a fast food restaurant job but it's ok i think i'm doing ok for my age.
on the age issue, someone called to ask me when my 25th birthday was and i was in shock, and said i am turning 22 in december as a joke but she took me seriously. i came to my blog and saw that in my first entry of the previous blog i had said i was 21, sorry for that typo people i'm 24, i turn 25 next july.
i don't know if i'm allowed to say this but, chatting with donald semambo today, i found out that ninsiima's dad is museveni's brother and that made a whole lot of stuff clear for me especially since i bashed the first family and then her name was in the next paragraph. so many apologies again. i still have to go for plastic surgery from the way my jaw dropped in shock.
i went out with some guy for dinner, he is sweet. i've known him for about 2 years now, and he has everything going for him - has the cutest lips and a dress sense from 5th avenue, and he is quite the saved one,funny, charming, you name it, man is doing his PhD and i need that since i'm doing my masters and believe it or not people are intimidated by that. anyway back to the guy, he is really doing well, with his ride and mansion that has women all over him and all that, so everything should be all set for us to ge together and begin life as a couple, right?
wrong. man likes me, so he says, but while he was declaring his "constitution" and manifesto, which by the way shocked me because i thought we were on a platonic package here,
K'S FACE SHOWED UP IN MY HEAD.
why should a man who dumped me ruin it for all men?
isn't that what's happening here?
mommy is trying to figure out whether she should go for chemo or try some of that other stuff like kevin trudeau's recipes/advice.
i need someone to tell me if i should watch Borat.
God bless
Wednesday, November 8, 2006
phone call in collaboration with a smile for joshi
so today i deleted my old blog, in an attempt to start over. ok that's only half true. let me not pretend to be the pro whiz here, i was having issues with blogger beta which i switched to last weekend.things became bizibu,i saw "are you sure u want to delete" and i said "yes." eee, first i am tired, still haven't rested from my new york trip.
mommy is in hospital again. they are talking chemotherapy so we don't know. we are all just depending on God in all this. i realize her condition has affected me so much that i've been blinded to the real war. my senga called me today. her voicemail (with caps on the stressed parts) is here, i am saving this for the laughs
voice mail 1.
gwe kimutets'! madam menga! you will stop letting people dictate your lifestyle! soko it's like since you came to blogger things have become oba high school. anyway, just had to call before i forget and let you know that a one mr. joshi semambolicious donaldolicious ASKED ME to TELL YOU to get that kabina back on the BROGOSFIYA in a rush! stop leaving people high and dry, if you tell people you can provide a menga, you need to provide a menga before pulling a missing in action! these are not bush days neither are you alice lakwena! oh he also said... mama! i can hear the kettle, please count me in the hot chocolate! (ssenga's mother: sawa sawa!) thanks! okay madam menga where was i. oh he said also that... haya what was the other thing he said. there was another thing! wait i'll remember and i'll call you back.
voicemail 2. (fifteen min later)
hi muwala, i remembered. he said, you owe him an entry. so get the typing. (ssenga's mama: msichana! your water is ready!) okay! thanks! coming! also, the gu fella we met at the wedding, the one whose shoes looked like they were too tight with the bu knuckels for the toes protruding, what was his name? he said to tell you he has a little something for you, and mbu give him a call. hahaha! i wanted to ask kwani what happened to his fingers. he's fresh, brought me some funky looking chocolates naye they tasted like sufuria metal. but he's cool people. kale kimutets on the real, this is what's up eh, you know me and giving my opinion on everything. my take on the blog issue, i don't believe i'm leaving voicemail about a blog of all things. all i'm going to ask you to think about is the description of your blog, remember where you say peace is something that every man must strive to achieve? that and your claim that without Christ, you are nothing. think about those things. i love you much! call me! or beep hahaha i'll call you back. oh, and ps, the whole blogger issue doesn't matter to me. i know with your mom and k and school and your cousin's accident, you're going through a lot that can't be seen on blogger. God is still God, He is no less God than he was when you decided to tell people you're a virgin, or when you got mad at JKB. He is still the same. you can do nothing so good as to make him love you more, or so bad as to make him love you less, because he loves you perfectly and remember his word says perfect love casts out all fear. so do not fear anything, dont worry about your reputation, let him mould your character and let that speak.peace, be still- there is a lesson in all this. and maybe the lesson is for you to be still and know that he is God. am praying for you! and o wow, i don't know if i prayed before joining blogger but i keep thinking maybe i should have.these internet things!hmm,i need to seek God about leaving.if you come back,don't do it without praying.don't even bother about retaliating on nasty comments made by people who are using you to vent their anger with life.always let ur speech be with grace.and your writing too.it's not your fault they are so bitter.some of that anger has been welling up for ages and your blog just triggered it.pursue peace with all.and don't worry! erriting gwann be aite! okay before the c.i.a cuts me off...omanyi elections just ended, they might wonder which breed of terrorist is this leaving a message for three hours. love you muah muah muah muah!!!!!!!!!!!!! ciao
hows that for sense and sensibility! i still havent called her, i'm afraid to.
joshi, thank you for everything. the two messages made me smile all day even though i had a coconut in my throat for being about to cry. you held my tears back, thanks. wait, i took a photo, almost forgot to upload it here.
kale not smiling exactly but at least i dont look like a hot mess. thank you! (: and ya i really do love hoop earings.
mommy is in hospital again. they are talking chemotherapy so we don't know. we are all just depending on God in all this. i realize her condition has affected me so much that i've been blinded to the real war. my senga called me today. her voicemail (with caps on the stressed parts) is here, i am saving this for the laughs
voice mail 1.
gwe kimutets'! madam menga! you will stop letting people dictate your lifestyle! soko it's like since you came to blogger things have become oba high school. anyway, just had to call before i forget and let you know that a one mr. joshi semambolicious donaldolicious ASKED ME to TELL YOU to get that kabina back on the BROGOSFIYA in a rush! stop leaving people high and dry, if you tell people you can provide a menga, you need to provide a menga before pulling a missing in action! these are not bush days neither are you alice lakwena! oh he also said... mama! i can hear the kettle, please count me in the hot chocolate! (ssenga's mother: sawa sawa!) thanks! okay madam menga where was i. oh he said also that... haya what was the other thing he said. there was another thing! wait i'll remember and i'll call you back.
voicemail 2. (fifteen min later)
hi muwala, i remembered. he said, you owe him an entry. so get the typing. (ssenga's mama: msichana! your water is ready!) okay! thanks! coming! also, the gu fella we met at the wedding, the one whose shoes looked like they were too tight with the bu knuckels for the toes protruding, what was his name? he said to tell you he has a little something for you, and mbu give him a call. hahaha! i wanted to ask kwani what happened to his fingers. he's fresh, brought me some funky looking chocolates naye they tasted like sufuria metal. but he's cool people. kale kimutets on the real, this is what's up eh, you know me and giving my opinion on everything. my take on the blog issue, i don't believe i'm leaving voicemail about a blog of all things. all i'm going to ask you to think about is the description of your blog, remember where you say peace is something that every man must strive to achieve? that and your claim that without Christ, you are nothing. think about those things. i love you much! call me! or beep hahaha i'll call you back. oh, and ps, the whole blogger issue doesn't matter to me. i know with your mom and k and school and your cousin's accident, you're going through a lot that can't be seen on blogger. God is still God, He is no less God than he was when you decided to tell people you're a virgin, or when you got mad at JKB. He is still the same. you can do nothing so good as to make him love you more, or so bad as to make him love you less, because he loves you perfectly and remember his word says perfect love casts out all fear. so do not fear anything, dont worry about your reputation, let him mould your character and let that speak.peace, be still- there is a lesson in all this. and maybe the lesson is for you to be still and know that he is God. am praying for you! and o wow, i don't know if i prayed before joining blogger but i keep thinking maybe i should have.these internet things!hmm,i need to seek God about leaving.if you come back,don't do it without praying.don't even bother about retaliating on nasty comments made by people who are using you to vent their anger with life.always let ur speech be with grace.and your writing too.it's not your fault they are so bitter.some of that anger has been welling up for ages and your blog just triggered it.pursue peace with all.and don't worry! erriting gwann be aite! okay before the c.i.a cuts me off...omanyi elections just ended, they might wonder which breed of terrorist is this leaving a message for three hours. love you muah muah muah muah!!!!!!!!!!!!! ciao
hows that for sense and sensibility! i still havent called her, i'm afraid to.
joshi, thank you for everything. the two messages made me smile all day even though i had a coconut in my throat for being about to cry. you held my tears back, thanks. wait, i took a photo, almost forgot to upload it here.
kale not smiling exactly but at least i dont look like a hot mess. thank you! (: and ya i really do love hoop earings.
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