OK, 2009 over, 2010 start

well, 2009 will officially be over in 8hrs and wtf have you done to welcome it…well here is some proggie, you are not to bloody old to watch fire works so head down to parliament,…uuhhhhhmmmmm, yes parliament…you can see all fire works from there.

GC is down there, sheraton is up there, and next to it, that other hotel whose name just skipped my mind.

so, i had to blog, finish of the yaer knowing tomorrow, come what may, i will have 2009 in my past…and with it memories which i dont want to remember.

blogsphere or blogsville has been interesting this year and i dare say…am back.

today is thursday so rock night is officailly on…

YOU, yes you, you should watch this movie, Revolver, the writer of the script really carefully crafted those lines to a level where am like, damn, is this for real…its a beautiful movie and one i seriously recommend before the year ends…watch tonight, coz 2moro is a new year.

well, something i have noticed this year is my growth, it expanded till it couldnot expand no more…

well, let me skip this nonsense and just welcome you into the new year….enuf said..

HAPPY 2010…GOODBYE 2009…

the yearin 2009

this year in words….boring…speechless…invigrating…mind boggling…but i have not found my peace. i have achieved mental bliss but peace…naaah…still searching…

searching…yes i am…very difficult to get by in this bloody world if you are not complete…and am not saying am single but i still feel empty and my birch aint fulfilling her part of the burgain…but

To business..income this year has been on the low, like when i wanted to party and resorted to taking alvaro instead of a cold beer(s) and then am now addicted to alvaro and realised its a non-alcoholic alcoholic drink coz they use malt in it…so…no beers, i quit due to my current addiction to alvaro and the ladies like it or so they sa…please dont try this at home, pg 18.

women…i like but you ladies do know how to turn a guy gay. from carrying your handbags to laying you beds and putting on pink sweaters, what say you, phew, am lucky i quit before it was to late…anyways, the women this year have been disappointing i have ended the year on a celibate note. seriously…again, dont try this at home..

ME…i have changed, my year of 21, surprising, number looks small but i bloody feel old. its like my bones are all wobbly and hurt every morning. my life has been a spiral of events my mind blacks out on some…so if i met you this year, i will probably have forgotten you next year, especially you crazy bitch that made me go crazy thats y am calling you a crazy bitch…

my blog…ever so calling yet me lack jazz…but i am going to crown this with my opinions of the years starting now.

best song of the year… DOA…Jay z
best album of the year..Phoenix Wolfgang Amadeus….Phoenix, Blueprint 3 rocked
Video of the year….help me  out here, not a big fun…but DOA takes it
Beyonce’s 3 lady video stunt rocked, i dare say, even if they were monotonous, they did bring here cool side out…dangerously in love with her..pun intended
Joke of the year, xrix brown slapping riri…apparently she dass/ abused his dancing…like she was like,” Chris, i dance better than you! dah”, she thought it was a joke, and he was like, watch this back hand slap…some crazy move he invented there and then…

Hottest chic of the year, Megan Fox…nuf said

Hottest dude, apart from me…naah, this opinion is gay

Hottest flick….Rock N rolla…

NBa…Lakers rulr
Rugby…South Africa and the Blue bulls
Soccer..Uganda and Arsenal
Nfl Colts…14-1, best season…payton manning

swagger of the year, Jay z, your jeans to tight, the colours to bright, i can wear black 4 years straight, and i gat Beyonce, so all the single ladies…put a ring on it….

series…royal pains, glee and scrubs…though scrubs is alittle gay, i adre say its watchable and again, pg 18 here..

afro is back in business, old schools andthe youth of today putting on torn clothes saying its design and in vogue, i ask, dont you get cold…

ice of the year, after he broke up, he was like, thank you, you are the reason i almost turned gay…seriously, kudos dude…

principle(s) of the year, there is not anything you shouldn’t be able to walk away from in 15 secs flat…

beef of the year…my lecturers…i hate you guys i just cant wait for the sem to begin and…am a little lost here but yeah, they make me hate my holodays….

gadget of the year…my kabiriti followed by my ipod…they kept me in sync with the world…

fb…webpage of the year, wordpress, you come in second…orbit downloader, software of the year…

Bleach…manga and anime of the year, japanese, languag of the year, arigato goseimus…

my jacket has to appear somewhere in this blog…imported all the way from ethiopia to ug, i dare say it has kept me warm. it has all these cool pockets and accentuates my swagger by far a multiple number of times

Obama, prezo of the year…George bush, joke of the year, he almost got shoesinated

phrase of the year, “i rorr arone, wtf…”

blog of the year, sleek i commend you, you got me reading while finding my peace….kudos…monday massacres…like i hope youare not fired…that would be a monday massacre…

abbreviation of the year…LMAO…laugh my ass off…LOL…wtf…

and i think this is part one of my end of year series, i have to cross check with my calender to see if i missed something out…forgive me, no punctution or abbreviation, keyboard in cafe sucks…WTF

St. Conrad

Today is saint Conrad….little is know about this fella but lets just give it a try….

Con-rad\ is pronounced KAHN-rad. It is of Old German origin, and its meaning is “brave, bold ruler or counsel“. Usual English spelling of Konrad. The name of nine saints, including a 10th-century bishop of Constance, and several German kings in the Middle Ages. Modern use in the English-speaking world is an import from Germany since the 19th century. Anthropologist Konrad Lorenz; hotelier Conrad Hilton; author Joseph Conrad.

Conrad has 10 variant forms: Con, Connie, Conrade, Conrado, Corrado, Cort, Curt, Konrad, Kort and Kurt.

St. Conrad

Feastday: November 26
975

St. Conrad died 975. Of the famous Guelph family and son of Count Henry of Altdorf, he was educated at the cathedral school of Constance and was ordained. He was made provost of the cathedral and in 934 was elected bishop of Constance. He gave his share of his inheritance to the Church and to the poor and built and renovated many churches in his see. He accompained Emperor Otto I to Italy in 962 though he concentrated on ecclesiastical matters and avoided secular affairs diring the forty two years he was bishop. He was canonized in 1123. Feast day Nov. 26…that is today.

Some one google Lauren Conrad…you definately wont be disappointed….

 

Memoirs….

Everything you can imagine is real.

Memoirs……

I awoke this morning….very happy yet deep inside me, I was sad. I went to my window to catch the sunrise….then a bodaboda flipped right through the air…and my heart leaped with joy.

I have qualms with fb, first, the many abbreviations….lol, omg, lmao, FYI, btw…countless….it’s like reading an sms on computers….it gets to my nerves. But that’s not it; fb is the collection of all issues around the world. Am sick, he cheated, he turned gay, she hates me…please….WTF…one of my favourite abbreviations.

Good news, I finally got the album of the century. The one and only Wolfgang Amadeus, now those who have been reading this blog a while now, I said music is the key to the soul especially when in puberty. Apparently I never got through that stage. She says. And that’s another issue….can’t a brother watch his cartoons in peace…they are better than watching those weak telenovelas. But I got the music and my heart is at peace.

The week Bukenya’s son died, Kazini packed, and others kicked the bucket had Friday the 13^th in it, now tell me, what more explanations do you need. It was cursed, freaky how these fellas died to. But yeah, if you guys believe, that’s that for sure.

What has happened to the blogsphere of recent, no one seems to be blogging, and I know it can’t be blogcks because it peak season for The Drama.

The Drama.

Ok, a friend sent me a message about how chics are restless unsettled bitches, till they at least get married. My experience has taught me that they always have guys on the side….

For the money….sugar dad
for the love……very weak dude
for notes…..cute guy in her class
for looks….cute guy he is into
for show…very rich kid

And to crown it all….for the issues…me
when I was still young, I learnt that girl issues don’t affect me, so am the one and on issue guy they come to and trust me, what more than to fcuk your therapist because he controls your thoughts. So this beb, she comes to me with her “issues”…and I sort them out. But the drama in this is the bloody issues she has…..

They all have the daddy issues
this one happens to all, daddy cares to much to minimise the pocket money they are getting because they are growing old. They complain….fyi…he is a sugar dad somewhere….duh

Boyfriend issues
Now ladies, do you remember the boy who cried wolf, that’s right, we are wolves, soon or later, we shall get you..the bu-many guys you were playing with shall all find out, when they all come in unnoticed…..and hence your bf issues…and start calling him your course mate, another your neighbour, another your bro’s friend. Now boys, let me get this, I hook my sister up with a friend I know knows the darkest streets in K’la. Hey…but am the therapist, am here to console you.

So ladies out there, men are the greatest, He created us first so please….the drama you like to cook up, will definitely backfire, and don’t tell me you love all these guys, you heart aint that big and your explanation for love shouldn’t be Chicken tonight supper or effendis on the weekend.

Sad news, am a superstar but this katebe I have sat on for a year now is killing me…..am too picky for life many women bore me before they say hi. My doctor thinks it’s the handsome complex (very hot guy syndrome)….they are stunned they forget what to say. I asked him for treatment, he said I tone it down, now doctor, how the bloody hell do I turn these looks of, get a car accident. No, I won’t. Put on weak shit, I tried….but I shone more….they started to drool. So what should I do.

My window.

I see the Aya hotel from here, I can hear the beats from steak out on any good night, I have the view to comp science building. Catching a fire from there is just ethereal…total bliss. A cigar( very true)….life never got any better.

After listening to rock for a while and strumming air and beating it too, i decided to think up what my band would be……tatatatatatata……we present….

My band.

What would it be like to have the first Ugandan rock band…the rogue voices deeply African accentuated…the ngalabi…the adungu and others, with me playing the triangle and humming in the background. I write these songs. Rock songs always have funny titles, like the day mu7 got shot at I was smiling…..am tired of school I want to go for Christmas….now this one will heat, from pre primary to campus, even the working class will make a version of am tired of work I want to go for Christmas. We shall rock all the joints, steak out, we shall be broke before we succeed, and write a book about it, we be kissing a** for Steve Jean to produce our album and drop the Blu 3 (who BTW, will be old hags now), on the street ,we shall wear skinny jeans like those dudes…big Gucci glasses with holes in them, our hair uncombed, them chics will be crying for us to autograph there breasts….our wall posters shall grace young dreamers walls. Our band. Its name will be…uhm….The ghetto rockers….yeah, something Ugandan and outside-ish. Ahhh our rock band.

announcement

will be of air till some time when my brain can actually process something of interest

or otherwise correlate thesethoughts

or think straight

not hate

but smart…..i leave.

to live you in peace or pieces

My infinite playlist….

After watching this movie….those who can pick it from the title….i decided to make a playlist of my favourite songs currently…

MuSiC

DOA                                                                       Jay z
Run this town                                                    Jay z
50 ways to make a record                           Kid Cudi
I am not alone                                                  Calvin Harris
Stereo flo                                                            Dada, Obernik, Harris
Ultimate flow                                                    Clipse
Sit and wait                                                         Sydney Youngblood
Bitches and sistas                                           Jay Z
Epilogue                                                             Brooke fraser
the Escapist                                                      Coldplay
Even better than the real thing                 U2
Dope boys                                                         Game, Travis Baker
Ghetto rock                                                       Mos Def
Heart Beat                                                         Nneka
Hey baby                                                          Marley jnr
Last of a dying breed                                    Ludacris
Mcfearless                                                         Kings of Leon
Use somebody                                                 Kings of Leon
Dear mama(rmx)                                            Antony Hamilton
Mathematics                                                    Mos Def
Mafia music                                                    Rick Ross
Riot                                                                   ………………i forgot
Venus vs Mars                                               Jay Z
Another day to die                                       Jack White, A. Keys

AlbUmS

Imogen Heap      Speak for Yourself
Kid Cudi                  A kid named Cudi
Jay Z                       all albums
Erykah Badu         Baduizim

Courtesy of my I pod…..so, let the story begin….

I had a roommie, classie…or rather classmate who made me buy an i pod, for one bloody reason, he was a music wannabe….Dude i ask, why you listen to this shit, you dont even know the words….i mean, apart from humming to the wrong tune, what else you got….

Man, me a feel dem music,( jamycan wannabe to)…so i quit radio, laptops and whoophers….to get me an ipod…the only thing complaining is my ear, shit to sour and sweet, and i can listen to My music…

to yall music wannabes…..D.O.U…..fill in the missing….

So, to her, i dont know her but if she reads this….it will sting like a bee….Please chill him alone…..for our sakes…we become fools for advising you twice, now do you want us to go through the same…guys dont change, they adapt and rematerialise when shyt is bak to normal………….so please……

in other news……the month is ending, without a bang….no young gals to fool around or oba am i to preoccupied with work to notice that am still single and not willing to such…yeah, i put it there, so ye the faithless can join me in cheating your loved ones with some kinky pleasure………….or some Love….big ME daddy i s just saying….

so the book i was reading was kinda tight to game, so any good readers out there who can help me enrich my fantasies in the world can let me know when or where i can find some fine literature to read…..all for one, one for all….

UHhhhhhhhhhhhh…(big exclamation)…..i need to chill…….OUT

and a little something for everyone….am multi-musical…i have ears of the musician……

September wrap up….

love stinks, love sucks, love is love….she threw me out, and recently………..actually a few hours ago, she called telling me how i had thrown her out. Seriously, what part of the brain do these ladies use to think…

Class, books getting tighter, my thesis on the uselessness of education is almost done…and i think my reviews will be very high, and the critiques, get ready to get your minds blown away…

from last article when i was asking for a sugar mum, good news, am now a sugar dad. its kinda cool but she blows my mind away.we went out a few nights ago, she made my bones spin and crack by the way she was whining her hips…and i quote, from a friend…” dude, she killing you, seriously, and there is no hospital around…”. i know, but yeah, in bliss.

College dinner..this past weekend we had the college dinner and i didn’t disappoint. the place was happening, spectrum la bonita’s…the food amazing…the gentlemen happening, and me, am a blaze….

fb sucks….this thing that gets us hooked to all the lugambo in the world…and guys commenting and giving us useless statuses….i hate fb…with a deep and devoted passion, infact, i just commented….

i know not of any one this month celebrating a birthday, oh, 3-3-9, that day, one of the roc- boys had a bd, and he sure killed it. boy drunk 12 shots worth of tequilla that night…the weekend is a story to tell, but he couldn’t stand after the 3rd. get the picture i hope. like they say, alcohol is harmful to your health.

the month for the exes….or exz….yeah, been ditching and reconciling and more ditching…but women…

next month, 2moro…october begins……………….the month of fresh young blood. call me seasonal but october is the month when i hook up the most, has been for the past three years….so good luck to me….

books…christine feehan.

quote….architects confuse everyone apart from themselves….

music….travis baker remixes…..

food….rolexs and sausage via mama nulu in wandegs…

movie….so many, cant get my hand on one…

its official………..i close the month.

Saturday.

Had a cocktail last evening.

Went out last evening.

Smoked some shyt last evening.

I hate my kid bro, his b****, the one i want refered to me as ………’s big bro…so i didn’t have a foohold on slapping some of that shyt.

My head is going crazy, jay Zs album is killing me.

An i had nothing to blog about…

oh, today…i have a obs dinner of one of those high schools with a college attached to it….some dude postponed his bd to today, unfortunately, couldn’t make it for the beach party but i hooked up comps to a club happening, we will join later….an am blogging. feels good.

out of control..

Feels good…

Listening to some old music…

On something called an I-pod…

That collects music…

Only your favourite music…

Haa..uhhhhhh, those days.

Been a while since i wrote something, and wow, Miss Cheri….been a while…the surprise when i found a comment.

Anyways, enuf of the chit chat, as i was saying, been a while since i blogged, feels good to be back, but this is just for a while, life on my end is in a state of demise, dispute…all the “D” words that have disappointment in them. But i have to write something…

BLR
Building lasting relationships…thats what it stands for. its time for a player to hang his boots and retire, this cat and mouse game has been going on for long am tired. Time to win me a world cup…have come close to, playing the semifinals against some rivals she wont reveal for that would be there end, but getting this far has been hard earned and fought for…celibate nights with her, long phone calls and restricted parting…i know, but at least its worth while. But here is where i stop, and love is way over rated, i dont know what to call this. But…just but.

School.
That place parents take us to so they can be alone, i wonder what they are up to. Making money or just vacationing. But yeah, this here school sucks..the stress levels are high am beginning to get stretch marks on my forehead due to over frowning. Apparently we have no say in our education…palizzz, you have no pay or students without us….to you my lovely hated tutor. You suck. Non the less, i dont think you will be reading this, now, will you?

Money.
cant get any at school….am stooping this low.

Hi, am me, looking for sugar mummy, one with no stretch marks to compete with my forehead…light, tiny and portable, very high sense of humour, easy going and very loaded, i dont want half my school fees being spent on your welfare…just saying.. to care, to listen and have fun, am still a virgin if that sells more…and some few who have seen have run..i dont know why…but. yeah thats it…leave me your contact when you read this.

Power play.
Now this goes to the girl am dating…am the man in the relationship..so stop being pompous and commanding about everything  or else you might end up looking for that ka guy i stole you from…(UHHHHHHHHHH)the crowd cheers….but you know i feel you, prolly buy the whole lake to show you how far am willing to have you. and if you want the power back, please ask next time, when you see i have to much on my plate.

Music.
Phoenix….Wolfgang Amadeus… they rock.

Books.
Christine Feehan collection….yeah, have the Pdf, 4000 pages to read, done only 1000, not bad.

Life….
Very fair, hate it or love it…its just that…

Quote.
“We are not here to perpetuate your ignorance”……Sam kisa, one of my fav tutors…followed by get out you punk…

Enuf said….sugar mum, hala back ASAP…as soon as possible…

Hi Miss Cheri….you were of so long and wow…..btw, how did you know the late Michael Birungi

concepts concepts and more concepts

Some one once told me that trying to live life was impossible because the concept itself is straining in trying to understand it.

That we start to live when we die….or that if we believe we are light, then we start to exist without being because light travels. Am there and am not there.

That we spend an eternity trying to define ourselves then we die.

What is life, some concept we hardly can concieve or just some part of our imagination we are dreaming we will wake from………..

That all man’s failures have been attributed to a higher power.

That may be all the stuff we like to imagine is true, that we have to believe it.

I mean with over 6 billion people in this world, one has to be right, one has to know the answers.

That science sees the world in light years and the Bible in just a thousand…yet both have proof.

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that above is aload of bullshit everyone worth thinking about has come across….sorry if i dont think you are capable. just being me.

am doing this course, perverse in nature that we have to define our work in one word, a concept…..so concepts, concepts and more bloody concepts…life