| Monday, April 30, 2007 |
| Have A nice Day |
Daniel Powter
Bad Day
Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to gray
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on
You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee you go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces every time
And I don't need no carryin' on
Because you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't knowYou tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
Will you need a blue sky holiday?
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on
You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day(Oooh.. a holiday..)
Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong(yeah...)
So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't knowYou tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day |
posted by kissyfur @ 12:23 AM  |
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| Friday, April 27, 2007 |
| Adieu Enzo Adieu |
The only reason I even read my mail in the afternoon is for the funnies. My friend Edmund had a constant supply of these funnies and frankly I always look forward to mail from him. This is with the exception of the occassional sad news that I somehow always get to hear from him. Today was a sad news day unfortunately; Our friend Enzo had died. yeah Enzo who? was ny initial thought, and it was only towards the end of his email that I realised he was talking about Angelo Sebuwufu.
I stopped breathing for a moment, all these memories came rushing in my head like in a montage; Right from the first time I met Angelo. a very interesting meeting it was indeed. we were almost 15years old in an all girls boarding school so you can only imagine what spotting boys on compound would do to us. He was 3 classes ahead of us and I was introduced by my friend Rowena.
I saw alot of him over the years and every single time I met Angelo, he had an interesting story to tell me about a woman and boy did he have many. The last time I met him, he was so excited about his new job at Stanbic and couldnt stop ranting about it.
I have lost alot of friends lately and perhaps its part of growing up but realy do they have to go so soon? This reminds me of famous waords of George Constanza
... "The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes all your time. What do you get at the end of it? A death. What is that, a bonus?!? I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first and get it out of the way. Then you go to the old age home. You get kicked out for being too healthy. Go collect your pension, then you start work. You get a gold watch on the first day you work forty years until you are young enough to enjoy your retirement. you drink alcohol, you party and you get ready for high school. You go to primary school, you become a kid, You play, you have no responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back. You live your last 9 months floating with luxuries like central heating, spa, room service on a tap then you finish off as an orgasm!! AMEN."
We shall always remember you Angelo!
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| posted by kissyfur @ 6:11 AM |
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| Wednesday, April 25, 2007 |
| Melinda Doolittle |
Anyone glued to american idol knows exactly who melinda Doolittle is. God her voice is amazing. and I totally want her to be the next idol but Im not so sure she will.Coz the voice comes in a not so pretty package and I can only hope america will overlook that.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dr0CfTcI6pk
Check her out during Tonny bennet week. she sure got rythm! |
| posted by kissyfur @ 7:23 AM |
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| Tuesday, April 24, 2007 |
| Of Nuptials and Last Names |
To adopt or Not to adopt his Last name? That is the question.
Remember Judith Nagawa Turnbull? Whatever happened to her? anyway she is the sole inspiration for this posting. Rumour has it things turned sour for her after the name change and I wonder whether she reverted to Plain 'ol Judith Nagawa.
Then more recently, is Patricia Okoed Bukumunhe. I guess its more noticeable for news anchors as there names change right before our ears...eyes...whatever.
Anyway, Iam simply trying to decifer the wisdom of this considering how Rocky marriage can be. Traditionally women just dropped their maiden names in preference for the spouse' last name.The retro trend however, exposes women trying to be more sleek. yeah, come in the new fad of hyphenated names. Like if i tied the knot with Michael Scoffield, I would be Apiyo oweka-Laboke-Scoffield. Quite a mouthful, gosh!
I couldnt help but over hear my workmates delving into the new spanish soap that replaced the other Woman thingy. anyway its just gave me another thought, you know how in those soaps nobody goes by a single name. So when some one beckons its like...."hey Christian de la Fuente, is it ok if i rubbed scented oil all over your abs?" (he is a total hottie by the way).
If we adhered by the same norm, things would be a little crazy.
So if you are the name grabbing kind, it would be wise to marry someone whose name blends with yours. I on the other hand dont need anymore.Labels: as |
| posted by kissyfur @ 7:26 AM |
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| Baby Boom |
Apparently I am wasting away my child bearing years tagging along commitment phobes who get cheap thrills from downing flaming lambouginis and chilli vodkas. Then I realised it was not a coincidence that I had a baby shower almost every sunday, not one of my favourite past-times I must add. I would much rather go to a bridal shower, again not exciting either if you have been to one in Uganda. A far cry from the ones we see in the movies, obviously nobody is inspired to emulate those so instead, we have tea and if you are lucky, maybe a senga ( a black version of Samantha) with archaic but interesting views on sex. Clear evidence that sex hasnt evolved as much as we reckoned, actually I think we are regressing. watch any perverted history of ancient ROME, those guys had very fertile imaginations.
Anyway thats a whole other topic, right now I am wondering whether to celebrate my foetus freedom or lament that any children I have will not be brainy having had the misfortune of being born in my not so prime years. I peed in a cup once, having had almost 3 haemorrage free months, and I learnt something new that day. That fear of pregnancy can actually manifest itself is ironic ways like actual symptoms of a pregnancy.shocking huh!
And here I am surrounded by new mums spewing quotes like...
....Having a baby is like having your heart walk outside your body..."
Wouldnt it kill you to have your heart walking outside your body??? huh???
It is doubts like this that probably scream out that I am not ready.
So in the meantime, my ovaries are getting lazier and lazier and not to mention the fibroids scares that are pushing us all to prematurely take the plunge. Perhaps one day the time will feel right, but Iam glad I dont have a baby so I can still guzzle beer with abandon. |
| posted by kissyfur @ 6:40 AM |
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| Wednesday, April 18, 2007 |
| Sajonara |
Today I handed in my resignation with mixed feelings, even though I knew it was the right thing to do.I have gotten attached to the people even the ones I should have launched blows at on Bugingo day.God knows every office has one.
Anyway so Im like sad and everything right, but I had a feeling of great relief the moment I did it.Its about time too and somehow I know I will be alright.I have too little time on earth to be doing something I dont care much for. So I took a great risk today and left the job I have grown to hate soo much. But Iam not afraid of falling cause like the saying goes, how else will I know what its like to get up.
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Its so hard to say goodbye to yesterday, the good times that made us laugh. I think thats a boyz II men song???
That basically means that im too sad to make up my own melancholy lyrics.
what the hell, its not like Im dying, its just the end of an era of sorts. |
| posted by kissyfur @ 5:18 AM |
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| Tuesday, April 17, 2007 |
| Mabira and All |
I felt alittle shallow when I browsed through my regular bloggers and everyone had an opinion on the riots and Asian Killings.
So i figured I have to make a statement too just to save face cause Im very complacent when it comes to politics. But here goes......
" I was seriously hurt by the savagery Ugandans demonstrated. There are some really hot Asian guys out there. Not all of them look like Mehta, like my former boss Ashish, now he is hot!.
So I appeal to Ugandans to please, weed out the not so goodlooking ones if you absolutely have to....you know!" Especially if they look like Salman Khan.
who's shallow now!
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| posted by kissyfur @ 1:50 AM |
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| Monday, April 16, 2007 |
| Moving On Vs Moving Up |
...We'll be moving on up, to the eastside. To a delux apartment in the sky.....
As I punched my keyboard slowly trying to find the right words to say as opposed to what I ought to be saying, I wondered whether writing a resignation letter evoked the same feelings a penning a break-up letter. I felt a mental block coming on as I had never written either.
How do you say goodbye to a company you have worked for for over15 months.
"...... Its not you, its me......" famous break-up words came to mind.
when all you wanna say is,
"....You are boring and I honesly think I can do better..."
So now Im stuck trying to tell my boss, how great an opportunity it is for me to have worked for them, and How I shall miss every one.
When allI want to say is.....
....F*** this company, you have exploited me for a long time and turned this sh** hole into a family owned business. You have left the running of the place to ignorant, illiterate managers who cannot even write a complete English sentence. You have killed my career and paid me a shitty salary for as long as I can remember. And Im sick and tired of you grabbing my ass everytime you think someone aint looking.
So yeah, Im gonna find myself a new job, so screw you and you incompetent company. there I said it!"
But ..oh no! God forbid your boss blacklists your name so that you can never get a job in this town ever again. Then you are pretty much screwed.
So is there a way you can stick it to them without compromising your chances at future employment?
Even after this post I still do not know what to say in the letter. Are there any templates floating around on line perhaps. If you read this, send me the link.
Please! |
| posted by kissyfur @ 2:42 AM |
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| Thursday, April 12, 2007 |
| Me and My Dawgs |
 Dog pound we got a hot one right here, can I gt a woof, woof! Thats me and some of the best people I have ever known. We go way back almost 15 years  sorry guys i just had thse pics and couldnt help but publish them.Forgive me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And count ur blessing coz I could have Published the other ones....Youi know what Im talking abt |
| posted by kissyfur @ 3:27 AM |
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| Wednesday, April 11, 2007 |
| Me And My Guitor |
Just incase my five year plan doesnt work, I need a fall back plan and I thought guitor would be a good idea. Hmmm! My voice I've been told aint too shabby so next year that gal playing at you wedding might just be me.
Im on a crash course cause I need to learn while local artists are still enjoying their 15 mins of fame. |
| posted by kissyfur @ 7:24 AM |
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