Sunday, 30 December 2012

Its New Years Eve!!!

New Years Eve. Its finally here. Bring out the beer, pop the champagne, take a shot of something really expensive and bitter. you deserve it. You made it through it all: the adversity, the criticism, bad relationships...i could go on and on. 

2012 is really over. Today, when I spoke to my barber while I got a haircut, I said: "Welcome to 2013". And he said: "Am not exactly there yet. If I died today, my obituary would state clearly "2012". That got me thinking...A new year doesn't exactly mean everything is going to change, that your debts are cancelled, that your enemies forgive you. It doesn't mean you get a blank slate. Nope! Everything is still going to be pretty much the same. For me, A New Year symbolizes HOPE. That we can dream again. For me, it means I can change my game plan. The headmaster at a school I went to once said, "If you do business today the same way you did it yesterday, you'll never catch a big break. I don't want to run through life in 2013 the exact same way I did it in 2012. I want to change a few things. All I know is that I am a work-in-progress. I have a lot of potential. I just have to learn from 2012 and do things a little differently. 

Five Highlights from 2012
  1. Restarting my yogurt production range. It was hectic. It was a nightmare. I had to shut it down again eventually. I did learn form it though. A lot!
  2. My first real job. Pseudo-job maybe. But it was real enough and honestly I enjoyed every minute of it. Working at NDI on that U-Speak program was good job training.
  3. Meeting a very important person who shaped my life for the better. Viola. She is a good friend and am thankful to God for people like her.
  4. Its not everyone that gets accepted at Makerere University. I did. I also got to do a course I wanted. Actuarial Science. Its been a nightmare too but am still pushing forward and hoping for the best. Life at Campus has been so much fun. I can't wait for next semester.
  5. I am not a virgin anymore. Whoop. Whoop. Whoop. Thanks to some random girl. I don't remember her name. I did get tested though. I am positive...or negative. I never could tell between the two. Positive means Good news, no?
If I had pictures, this post would look so much better. But some guy who thought he deserved my phone a lot more than I did took it. I don't know If he plans on returning it. I doubt it though. If you are out there, there's still hope for your kleptomaniac ass.

Anyway,  If 2013 is going to be the year where I catch my big break then i need a plan. Resolutions. New Year Resolutions a.k.a Dos-and-Donts. Mine's going to be different this time around. Its going to be a "Guide". That means I am going to follow it to the tee. What does that even mean? Anyhow, that's the plan.

My Resolutions for 2013
  1. Get a job. Anything to do with real estate, insurance, capital assets or finance. Preferably before next semester starts.
  2. Stop biting my finger nails. That was last year's resolution...and yet here it is again. God help me.
  3. Learn everything there is to know about currency trading and make a fortune investing in it.
  4. Ace all my classes and up my GPA. Nope, am not dumb, just really ambitious.
  5. Try a serious relationships. God forbid one of my relationships survives two months. What's wrong with me???
  6. Buy a car and leave the hall am living in for a real apartment.
  7. Play a sport. Probably Lawn Tennis or Swimming
  8. Learn a musical instrument. A guitar or piano would do just fine.
  9. Keep working out. Yep, I already started and I am not about to stop. 
  10. ........................................................................
My guide is in no order whatsoever. I just believe everything on that list will go down like I said it will. Also, the list is far from finished. It shall be updated as I see fit. 

That'll be all for now. See Y'all in 2013

Happy New Year.

Sunday, 23 December 2012

The Perfect Damsel

I took time off my busy schedule(watching movies, tweeting and eating) today to blog about a special person. Her name is Linda. She's the strongest, most amazing person I know and nobody I have met has a bigger heart than she does. The first time I met Linda was about five years ago or so. Sometime in the third form. It was an Interact function, or "func" as the blokes preferred to call them. It was only my first time in Trinity College, Nabbingo and I was scared for the greater part of the morning session. But the real reason I had come was to meet someone, a girl. Michelle. After long, when we had all had our lunch, all the tables and chairs were cleared to make room for the most awaited event of the day---The Dance----

Somehow, in between switching girls, I chanced upon this beauty. Linda. We danced and it was exhilarating. We could not let go of each other. Everybody else was switching dance partners. I guess somehow, we both knew if we let go, we wouldn't find each other again. Not in that fray, no. Somehow, in the corner of my eye, I saw her, Michelle. She was laughing with her friends. Obviously I fell out of step with Linda and had to excuse myself. I walked up to Michelle and said Hello. We talked and laughed and strolled through the school compound. It was nice. Before long, we had to leave. I sat there with my friends, with two beautiful girls looking at me and I was spoiled for choice. I did not know what to do.

Well people, long story short, Me and Michelle broke up before we could even begin. Apparently we weren't on the same page---or even in the same book.
Linda and I on the other-hand, we've never really dated per se. We are just really close friends that get confused sometimes. One minute, we could be out, drinking, "catching up" and the next, we could be fooling around. Its crazy like that.  You can't exactly put a label on that. Linda is a really spontaneous girl. She's had her fair share of mistakes like everybody else. But somehow, she makes some things seem really normal and easy. I don't know how she does it. But am glad I met her five years ago. Linda has taught me so much whether she knows it or not. 
Honestly, am not good with relationships. I could go through five relationships in a year and thats not normal at my age. Its not even right. But if its not her advice, Its her experience I learn from. She's made a difference in my life. 

Linda is going to change the world and she doesn't even know it yet.


Wednesday, 3 October 2012

Lessons from a guy called Life.

Obviously I am not old enough to have a biography ... not for a really long time. Atleast not until I start shitting my pants and I can't hold my piss anymore. The motherland is reaching her Golden Jubilee next week and I'll be damned if I haven't learned anything. I'm aging by the day, I am way past puberty and am done with high school. Surely, there's something I have learned in all that time. Today, I list some of life's lessons:

I have learned that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
I've learned that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.
I've learned that its taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
I've learned that you can keep going long after you can't.
I've learned that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.( So I groom another suitor on the side, so what?)
I've learned that money is a lousy way of keeping score.
I've learned that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you are down, will be the ones to help you get back up.
I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
I've learned that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them, and less to do with how many years you have lived.
I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I've learned that no matter how much you are hurting, the world doesn't stop for your grief. Trust me the sun WILL shine the next day.
I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.
I've learned that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever, and not even in a good way.
I've learned that two people can look at the same thing and see something totally different.
I have learned that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.
I've learned that when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.
I've learned that credentials on the wall don't make you a decent human being.
I've learned that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.
I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back.
I've learned that its not what you have in your life but who you are or who u have in your life that count.
I've learned that learning to forgive takes practice.
I've learned that there are people who love you dearly, but just don't know how to show it.

Everything, I just put down, I learned from my own experiences and those of people around me.
Knowing all this, has made all the difference.

Sunday, 30 September 2012

Resolution???

Time check: just a couple of minutes past three in the morning. What could I possibly be doing up so late? I have an algebra test the day after tomorrow and yet here I am. Truth be told, this is sort of a ritual for me. I like to stay out late just to usher in a new month. Today (or is it yesterday) being a Sunday, I didn't have much choice, you know, besides staying In and I had to study. In between a movie and a cup of Chai, a friend sent me an IM. We got to chatting and she asked if I had any resolutions for October. How could I? I didn't even know people set monthly resolutions. I mean besides Uganda's Jubilee, what else is there? I am that Guy that does resolutions only once a year, and that's on New Year's Eve. Do I ever go through with even two of them? Its a hard thing. Infact its a konshen's ting dis. Speaking of Konshens, I think I'll add him to my list of resolutions for this month and hope I can afford the damn show. Passion Kampala was a great way to end the September month. I had fun!!!

I think what Uganda needs is more live concerts, that's another thing our resident super-hero Mrs. Jennifer Musisi can help us with. Of course, probably after she's done demolishing half the shit in this town. Word of advice, Missy: Someday all this bad karma you are building up is going to bite you in the ass. What a Lady (and I use that term loosely)!   What she needs is a resolution. Speaking of resolutions, here's a list off the top of my head:
1.) New Look, New Personality (free spirit)
2.) Start a business
3.) Work harder in school.
4.) Make new friends.
5.) Take a chance on love.

I have a good feeling about this month...




Sunday, 16 September 2012

The Real Story

This blog was started mostly so I couldnote make light of my long vacation and life at the University. Am a month into campus and not one detail ... but all that's about to change.
Ah? What are you saying?
My apologies are getting old? Is that what you are Insinuating? Go **** yourself.
Where was I? Ah yes, So far so good. Campus is way too much fun. Meeting strangers, starting new relationships, going to class again, climbing those hills everyday, the compulsory morning jog at Stone(Livingstone Hall), the old friends, old arch- enemies and frenemies, the dry food at the mess, the weekly conjugal visits from booty call, the Evening lectures. Frankly, having all this and more everyday is a good enough reason to get up every morning with a smile knowing its going to be a good day. I mean be happy for once. Back then, when we still had curfew, you wouldn't know how the night would turn out, If you would come up with a new and perfect excuse to give your parents so they would let you go out, If you would find the perfect opportunity to Jump (literally jumping the wall fence). I mean now things are much different . I give myself permission...Ok, maybe my Wallet also has a say in the affair but things have never been better. I mean, I had to adjust to staying out till the sun comes up since my hall is locked at midnight and I have no extra money to bribe the gateman. So what the heck, this is after all what I always wanted, innit?
There's always those night when the money just won't be enough so u smoke a blunt ( that was a joke) and take a tot, walk to the nearest place(bull dog) with your boys and make an appearance. The idea is to to get noticed,make some noise, own the dance floor for a bit and call it a night. In my opinion, that's what it means to be a freshman. Age catches up with you soon and its hard to have to miss all that. Or even worse, regret not having done much. So like my old chaplain, Padre Norman said: "you are but young. Young enough to understand the motto: Y.O.L.O" And remember: Carpe Diem." Maybe I paraphrased abit, but you get the message, no?
Translation(as of 7th Edition Oxford Dictionary)
Y.O.L.O : You Only Live Once
Carpe Diem : Milk the Day 

Friday, 24 August 2012

A tribute to Loss

Its only after 4pm today that I realised Dad died 1 year ago today. I had a lot of thoughts racing through my head. I could continue in denial and go ahead with my planned plot, it was after all a Friday. Truth is, I really owed it to him to respect this day. To put off everything I wanted to do. To remember him for all the good..and bad things he did just to make me who I am today. I only realized all this when I sat down to think. He was a good man. Nobody could ever replace him. I didn't get the chance to put a Ritz on his grave again, like Mum did but I am deciding this moment to live up to the Man he groomed me to be. Everyone's fine here, Dad. Everyone's safe and healthy and yeah, we are all still in school. You have absolutely nothing to worry about, although am sure you already knew that. I know you are always stalking us from all the way up there. If we were all home, we would probably toast to you like you would have wanted. This is our  tribute to you. We still love you.
                      Rest in Peace!
           Father, Husband, Friend, Hero
        14th Feb 1952- 24th August 2011

Monday, 13 August 2012

No retreat, No surrender

So am back again ...it's crazy, the only time I feel like blogging am usually pissed but I can't help it. What gives? Who knows ... Am pissed about a zillion things right now
Am pissed I didn't get the varsity course I wanted. Am pissed I didn't go to the university I wanted. Pissed that what used to be a home is only a house now. Am pissed Mother even thought up the idea of throwing me in a hall. Parents...you give thrm an inch and they go in for the long haul. But wait. Lets pretend its still that time: when I am too young to decide; when I can't talk back to her; when I have no opinion; when... we can pretend a lot of things right now but the only thing I hate more than pretend games is Pretending. So I pinched myself and reality set in. I am definitely going to a hostel, I'll worry about how I feed, it's none of your business who I sleep with, whether I go to lectures or not. At this point, I basically almost want you out of my life. And no, you don't get to pull that line: " I just want the best for you". Its getting really old.
I could go on about everything am pissed about ...but even then, that wouldn't change a damn thing.
On the bright side, Campus(read: university) is starting soon. No curfew ...at all. Fresher Bazaars, Meeting everyone from way back when..etc etc. Its going to be epic, I think. Finally, something to look forward to....

Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Plot? Anyone? No?....Lame Vacation!

I don't know if its just me but Vac is really slowing down and No, that is not a good thing. Honestly, There's not much to look forward to anymore. If you are lucky someone you know will have there birthday but that will probably turn out to be a tea-party, not exactly the way she had imagined it 'nga' she was at school. You will hear of house-parties thrown by people you have never met let alone, heard of and there's that overwhelming urge to crash those. Believe me, its gotten to a point where people will pay just to be a part of something.  The other day people were lining up just to watch chicken fight, I mean Seriously?...Has it really come to this? Is it really that bad?...If you think No, you are a lying piece of work and if you say yes, well am on your side so you can breathe again now.

Anywho, wasn't the long vacation supposed to be some kind of never-ending adventure were we do all the stuff we always wanted to do but never got the chance?...I mean, take me for example, I've pretty much exhausted all the stuff i used to dream of experimenting on(well not everything, most of the really good stuff are really expensive and hard to find and also illegal) and I feel like am done, like this never-ending adventure has finally come to an end, ironically. I want out, I want to go to Campus(read:University) already so I can re-live all those crazy things i've done with a more independent mindset and no curfew whatsoever.

Its not just the lack of plot that is pushing me to think of 'campus', I think my Mum has a really elaborate plan to drive me out. Nothing I do or say seems to translate with her so I'm still calculating and working on my plan to drive myself to a point of no return.Once I finalise it, she can say goodbye to weekend visitation for all I care. Fortunately, or rather Unfortunately, my big break is in three months. I think am going to go mad. I am definitely not going to make it to the light at the end of the tunnel. But i'll make sure to keep you posted on my level of sanity. Hopefully it willnot run out before the fat lady sings(Not Adele)

Anyway, its one in the morning and I am feeling light-headed, I might as well be 'drunk-texting'...which is why I you cannot, shouldnot quote me on any of the information above. I will gladly deny it and deny having a blog too. What am I still doing up? That is none of your business!

Friday, 30 March 2012

Losing It.....Embarrassed.

This isn't like me. Lately, am "forgetting" to write on my blog. You know, I used to actually enjoy writing about my life but it seems today, like I have actually lost my Mojo. Its not that I can't find anything to write about anymore.The honest truth is that I can't write a sentence without embarrassing myself. Its happening now. Am embarrassed to say that am embarrassed to write. Am sure every avid blog-writer has gone through this phase. Some things just aren't worth writing about anymore.
This isn't how I imagined this vacation. I am so fucking broke, I can't go out. Remember Chris Rock's campaign speech in "Heads Of State"?Well, am definitely working two jobs just to stay broke. I am an Idiot.
One of the phone conversations with my boys on a Friday sounds something like this:
My Boy: "Hello?Kollo...are you out tonight?
Me: "Sure.Why not. T.G.I.F, man. So where's the party at???"
My Boy: Rugby Club then we'll rock Casablanca.
Me: Sounds good,bro. C u guys there.
On Saturday, it will go something like this:
Me: Hello. Man, where were you last night?
My Boy: Casablanca,dude.till morning. didn't see u there,man
Me: Oh yeah, I had to make a quick diversion. Met this hot girl from way way back. Went out for a drink and one thing led to another and ........u know!
My boy: Woah, dude! That why you ditched us? Good for you,man.
Me: You know me!
My boy: Whats the plan tonight.
Me: Spent a lot last night. Think I'll just stay in.
My boy: C'mon...Arrive, night's on me.
Me: What time?
And that's it. That's how I keep my friends. I am going to have to start coming up with new lines. Some of them are getting old. Also I have to invent methods to make money...well, beside a job. Am quitting one of my jobs.(Seriously, I hand in my resignation letter on Monday).
Am officially back to my original plan for vac: Sleeping, Eating, Watching movies. Err..I will also have to steal some of my mom's money so I can go out for real and make it count. Will let you know how this works out.

Friday, 2 March 2012

Writer's Block???

'Took You Long Enough'-that's what you might think but there's a reason i have been M.I.A especially since Valentines' Day. I'm going to try to make this as believable as i possibly could. I am suffering from an extremely rare complex of "Writers' Block"...It s not your everyday thing...mine's kind of different. I have had so many ideas about what to write about. So many, i couldnot quite get my head to work. While i am working on one, another just pops up and am left confused and none the wiser.

It has been an interesting two weeks, i can tell u that. There's so many developments and (i don't have any idea what the opposite of 'development' is)
 On the personal scene, i broke up with my girlfriend of three years, details withheld: it was brutal and am still working on forgetting her..am getting around to deleting all her texts. Not that that really concerns you!

My results came back, for UACE and they totally blew mind, I couldnot believe them myself. i had expected higher but these were a bitch-slap in the face for all those people that had had an 'inkling' mbu i should repeat the senior five form. I said it then(quitely, it was barely a whisper) but this time i'll say it louder and with even more clarity than before: GO TO HELL!!!

Uganda still needs lots of prayers. There's alot of corruption and that's a big problem for you...and well me.
Syda Bbumba, Minister for Gender and Ethics(i think) and our former Attorney General: Kiddu Makubya have been caught on a lie and duly resigned... Mutebile is currently media's crosshairs and  there is a lot of speculation under the current circumstances that he might resign...He is so effin' proud and arrogant, its annoying. In the Layman's view, i think he should or Syda and Kiddu should be forgiven and brought back on board....click here Mutebile: Only God can suck Me...Fuck Yhue!!!


In other news, UMEME has failed to do its job and the power crisis is ongoing and thus has been dubbed: "Uganda Muffe Enzikiza Muffe Enzikiza...translating to .....am sure Google's translator(powerful little tool) can help with that. I don't see how i could possibly grammatically spell it out for you.

Also, Internet is currently down(stop wondering how am writing this). Apparently some foolish idiot, dropped an anchor that hit the undersea fiber cables. The entire subcontinent of EastAfrica has slowed down economically because some nincompoop(probably a pirate) did not learn how to drop an anchor slowly so that it glides and hits the sea bed with minimum force...Asshole...Thanks to Warid i have been given priority over any number of bytes that gets through their switch...If u can believe it, i'll tell you a little secret, i had to hack their firewall, it was atleast quite harder than that of Parliament and almost worth it.


I love my life and my country...The drama never stops!!!  Am glad am Ugandan(even though my hair doesnot quite sell that fact!)


Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Valentines' Day Craze

Everybody is going on and on about this day and i just don't get it....Why am i so crass? well, i would not know how to answer that. May be its because i actually don't give a shit about this day or because i do not have a Valentine. The answer might as well be...None of the above.
Truth be told, i do not think that people should wait a whole year for just one day to show their better half what they really mean to them... That's no different than what happened to Whitney Houston. I mean people 'used' to love and respect her for her music but that was  a longtime ago before her mid-life crises....When she died, only a few days ago, everybody, every magazine, televison, radio station suddenly decided it would pay to air her music and her accomplishments and that is nothing if not 'uncool'.

I believe, if you really love someone, then Valentine's day for the two of you should be every single day. Alright fine, the day is nearly done now...so what does that mean? That you will stop buying her roses, expensive seven course meals, jewellery. Is it when you actually cease with all the compliments?

Do you see my point? Valentines' day is no sacred tradition... I think its bullshit. The ancestors also really did a number on us with the whole Cupid thing. i think its vaguely a hoax and colossal waste of time.

Girls want Fluffy pink bears, Chocolates or Flowers every single day not just on some corporate-mandated holiday.


                                                                                                                           What say you?
                                                                                         

Thursday, 9 February 2012

On Tenterhooks...24/7

Guess, the time has finally come. Pretty soon, the UACE results will be released and i know its not just me, all the long vacists must be freaking out, even those that say they arenot. I think we Ugandans have a phrase for that: "Tuli Ku Bunkenke".
Its really funny because well, we all knew this time would come so there really shouldn't be this much tension. Not so long ago, each and every one of these vacists was praying for the horrifying 'kantab' (inside slang) period to just end knowing very well that there was the part where they had to get their results. I think psychologists call it 'Post Examination Stress'..Some people even get the pre-exam gitters, some get them both which begs the question: What is it about UNEB that makes everybody so? Its just an 'effing exam,right?

Well, i guess nobody cares, its just another one of those things you cannot undo or fix once its done...If you fail, well better luck next tym; If u pass, good for you...and then there's those that read and still fail, well nobody wants to know that you read, shit happens sometimes lol, just chalk it up to bad luck or an old ancestral grudge and move on, c'est la vie!!!

Guess now, all we can do is get down on our knees and give the almighty his due, go for as many fellowships and overnights as we could possibly afford to and just hope for the best knowing our destiny wont mess everything up!
                                                                                                                      Bon Chance
         

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

Perfection and the Youth

Perfection. Is it real? Does it exist?
If you ask me, perfection exists but only in theory. It is what you might describe as an enigma that has eluded man for ages straight. Let us brainstorm...

According to Wikipedia, "Perfection is, broadly, a state of completeness and flawlessness."
I find it hard to believe that in this modern age and era, a Youth could possibly aspire to be anything like that.
Isn't it boring? I mean seriously, ask any old timer, your dad, if you may but they would all tell you that the best time of your life will always be your Youth and that you should live everyday of that time to the fullest. Make as many mistakes as you can, drink, experiment(on drugs or whatever)... Just Live!

I've watched as so many 'young people' continue to 'destroy' their lives by trying albeit unhappily to be perfect but that experiment is just another shot in the dark, a misconception.

One famous musician said it: "Life is for living, not living up-tight."....So let us all learn to take chances, live everyday like it was our last, leave old memories in the past, have fun...the whole package
To continue to believe in this myth called Perfection will eventually rob us of our youth. Lets face it, that little perfect world you all envision, where you do whatever you are told, follow every rule and never make mistakes just does not exist and if you think it does and want to justify it, ask yourself this:

How do i define perfection?
What can i do to get closer to being perfect?

Well, you could also just try to be like Jesus, The Bible says he was the only perfect person to ever walk this earth and that is by becoming a Christian but there are a few things to come to terms with viz;

A) Christianity is a way to Perfection after death. It is not a way to be closer to Perfection while alive.
B) Christianity is a way to Perfection after death, and a way to get closer to Perfection while alive.

So have you decided that living in this world is a daring adventure and that it would take more than a 'perfect youth' to survive under all the pressure, sometimes you have to bend the rules..a little bit.




Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Love?...Does anybody get it?

So, here i am, blogging while simultaneously cajoling my mind to make one final decision: Do i dump the bitch(read:girl) or not! and u can be sure that by the time am done publishing it, i will know for sure what to do. You are probably wondering whats driving me to this...buh i don't think i can answer that directly without insulting anyone.

"It's not you, Its Me!"

That's maybe because it was my fault i couldnot help falling for you when it was obvious "U didn't want me"...Do u really believe that horse-shit?  No? Good. Because, all this while it was that punk-ass bitch that led me on, made me feel like i was the chosen one when all this while you were playing me, to the beat!

Which brings me to why i have decided to end this: Isn't it obvious? I cannot go on pretending like everything is cool when its not...I made up my mind about this girl five fucking years ago and she's still not sure about Us.
Its not going to be easy but i have to try, its the least i can do, get out now before its too late and am forever infatuated with the memory of her, so much so that i can't love again.

Cupid Judge: Has the heart reached its decision?
Heart: Yes your honour. After reviewing all the evidence, the jury finds the defendant(Bitch) Guilty on several counts of heart break, seduction, spreading misery and Heartlessness. The bitch is thereby sentenced to Endless Misery for the rest of her dammed life!

Guess, its time to let it burn!
                                                                                                                      Dueces!!!


Thursday, 19 January 2012

Hustling...Hard!

There comes a time in every teenager's life when the hustle bug bites and some of the symptoms have alot to do with an incredulous hunger for money. Every teenager needs money for an all-consuming number of needs such as Airtime, Dates, Gifts or the infamous beer and drugs and the fact that our parents don't spoil us with the priviledge of an allowance doesnot help the situation, surely they know we have needs too, where do they think we get airtime from? This begs the question: Doesn't it bother them(zeyis) that we have money to drink, buy clothes and go out on numerous dates. But then again, maybe they believe in " the end justifies the means"...Don't get it twisted we dont want them to get curious, ever..We like things as they are.yeah, we love picking your pockets; the small change they leave in their dresser draws, well, that accumulates too. But that's just for small minded rugrats!

People like yours truly believe in "Hardwork Pays" and take it from me , It really does!
don't give me a fish, teach me how to fish
My hustle started out during my form four vacation. I ventured out in to the business world with a loan from my mum as capital and i decided to open up a "yogurt production" business with the hope that pretty soon i would start my own yogurt shop. It was the worst decision i had ever made! I was stretched to within inches of my temper and life and i don't quite know how i held it all together. The hardest bit was production: getting the milk, mixing everything( am talking about up to 200litres at a time) and then doing the packing. I remember back then, the maid was a big help but as you already know, nothing comes free these days. I searched high and low for market and at first i got a few shops and supermarkets but the amounts they were taking were just not enough to give me the big break i was working for and then it hit me: "how about schools, they have lots of kids"
My train of thought evolved and almost immediately i got up and made a new strategy to get schools. It was easy and before long i was hard at work again, burning the candle on both ends, night and day. The results of this venture were astonishing, better yet:Unbelievable!!!
But fourth form vacation isnot that long and shortly, i had to get back to school and the business was doing okay, i was making money in millions and not every red-blooded teenager could say the same at the time. That's success in my dictionary.
When i got back for the termly short holiday, i couldnot say the same. Sales had dropped, market shortened. It was bad and out of control. My grades dropped and i got a notice on my report at the end of the term telling me to "try my talents elsewhere".
I changed school and also left the business to my busy Mum to look after. Things got worse but i had to focus on my books  because Education always comes first. I swore i woul turn things around in my long vacation and here i am today, working the phones and searching for market and pulling as many strings as i can. the fruits of this, still remain to be seen but you can be sure that am going to make alot of money and anyother day, i will still be, always be, Hustling...Hard

Monday, 16 January 2012

Socially Defiled

Maybe that title calls for alot more than its worth but i really thinlk its time adults knew that the world moved on a longtime ago and we arenot living in the 60s or the 80s anymore. Whats the point in sticking to cultures that are so effin' archaic...I know even this might not help since till this day with the level of democracy in this country we still have kingdoms, how is that possible? And i know its probably the reason most countries have never even heard of Uganda.
Well, i say its time for Change, a New Beginning and none of that Besigye nonsense...I mean like a revival where we amend all our norms and cultures to create a nation without double standards, with a big heart for equality. Teens are discriminated against by all the 'aged bullies'(read:adults). I mean what with constantly judging us about the way we talk, dress, dance even text...I mean seriously? This isnot fair!!!! We have a right to be heard too and its time they (adults) re-adjust and try and blend in with the status quo because that's what we, the youth symbolise(well, only most of us). comprende?