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Nimeona picture kwa meme fulani, ikanipeleka tour down memory lane. Many moons ago, nikiwa primary. Nikitaja ilikuwa how many years ago, mtaniona ka mmoja wa wale wahenga mlikuwa mnaandika kwa kwa insha, ati, wahenga hawakupaka mafuta kwa mgongo wa chupa waliponena... 😅😅😅 Kulikuwa na hii stuff ilikuwa primary, ndio ukuwe unaongea kizungu, ulikuwa unakuwa punished psychologically ukiongea na mother tongue, kiswahili or the language of the streets, sheng. Except siku moja yenye mngekuwa exempted kuongea whichever language you fancy. Mental punishment depended on which time era you were in. For yours truly, ilikuwa kuvaa bling bling ya mfupa ingine kubwa. Yours truly, hajaanza kupiga story sahii, like B.I.G. nilikuwa notorious but upande wa kuongea. Hakuna siku nikiwahi kosa kwa list ya noisemakers, na siku sikuwa nimeongea labda nilikuwa mgonjwa. Most people walikuwa wana detest kuvaa hio bling bling, ju ya aibu ilikuwa associated with it, so msee alikuwa anakuwekea mtego, uongee tu l...

 By the time you will be reading this, valentine's could be in the distant past. That day could ignite so many possibilities, a new born nine months later, a heartbreak, death, sadness, happiness a new discovery or confirmation. If I told you I had plans for valentine's I would be lying. A couple of daughters of Eve had tried to find out my plans for that day by asking slyly by making comments like this, and more “Najua tu..” “huyo mamaa wako, ” “si umempangia mazuri” I kept my face unreadable like a guy who was playing poker and they were left in the mystery just like it's supposed to be. Monday didn't start so well but the ending was better than I hoped. I received a connection to go discuss how we may go about hyping and promoting a certain brand.  I'm excited, because I know this gig will connect to another and another and it will be this wonderful experience of enjoying the fruits of using the road not taken. Early the next day, which happens to be valentine...

 Kuna time niliteka dame kumbe yeye hukunia kwa kitanda.  😅😅😅 Wacha niwachapie story. Tulikuwa tumeenda hizi hike, ile yenye mnashikana group ka ya watu 20 mnaamua mwende mnyooshe mguu, mkule nyama na ka road trip itambe. Hio siku tumeshikana different faces, madem ma chali, mix iko fiti, hakuna mtu yuko na sura personal and the vibe is just right. Hio siku tuko na gari mbili a Nissan matatu, tumebeba food na drinks, na first aid kit incase msee alemewe. Sisi hao on our way hadi place ya hike kujibamba. Kwa njia ni ile ku socialize, story hapa na pale, kuangalia ni nani atakuwa by your side, Incase chance ya quickie ijitokeze mkiwa kwa hike. Tukafika place ya hike, tukapewa guide mwingine hakuwa mtiaji so tuliweza kusikizia herb na some liquor during the hike. Tuna have a great time, niko kwa company ya madame wawili, watu wako kwa groups alafu kuna wale wawili hukwamilia guide ka kupe. Tukiwa kwa hike, tukapata chuom yenye ilikuwa ina branch kwa ki area ya campsite, tukase...

On every step you take, you must think of and take into account the potential risks, if the potential risks are worth it, the benefits and the negatives. I thought hard and long about how I’m going to handle the situation, kind of reminded me of the Jesma examination series.  The first thing that I sorted out was the location of where I’m going to congregate and meet all the ladies who were throwing accusations at me.  This was to be somewhere that was public, yet provided decent privacy in order clear any silly thoughts of any of them thinking that what they had accused me had any weight at all.  Two, timing of the meetup, it was to be done as soon as possible if I took too long, it would seem like I was sanitizing the accusations. I needed witnesses around me, there could be a likelihood of someone crying wolf and sending me to the ghoul where I would have to send someone to the depths of hell when he confuses me with the opposite gender and  attempts to try work o...