I am never one to write on controversial issues, but when everything is pointing me towards them, I am expectedly inspired to do so. This Thursday, Kenyans on Twitter ganged…
Thoughts and Stuff Posts
Google+. A lot of Kenyans online are not actively on it. Any time I bring it up in an appropriate situation, people brush it off. Those on it are simply…
A lot was running through my mind last month. Yes, it is October already. Time flies. My internship came to an end (to my relief) ushering in the interview season.…
Sometimes you really like a guy. Sometimes he really likes you too. But if you are like me and find a million and one reasons for not making it a…
There is no way August is just passing me by without a post on my favourite spot. The following post is inspired by true events.
Having gone through a class on human communication in the first semester of my fourth year in campus, I decided to decipher the messages conveyed through body language by youthful Kenyans. As usual, I am talking about men here. I love men. They are my number one inspiration to write. Plus they are an easier target for my generalizations. Girls, this is what that guy is saying when he greets you; what his hug means (if he actually gives you one).
I was sent away to campus with all sorts of speeches from concerned parties about the ‘hellhole’ that it is. I was to be extremely careful lest I’d be swallowed…
Are you a man who looks at a woman and first analyses her in terms of beauty and then in terms of what she can do? Are you a lady who thinks…
I wake up quite effortlessly today. It’s Friday, I can smile at how fast the week ended. In addition, I can’t wait to get out of the house and meet…
Remember my last post? I was seated in my campus room writing about how my coding project seemed like it would never end. Well, here I am, at home this…
“Hi Shiku!”
“Hi there.”
“How’s school?”
“School? What school?”
Okay, people. It has come to my attention that some of you think I am still in school (going by the messages I am receiving on phone and Facebook). Well, here is the news. I am no longer a student. I cleared from Moi University on Tuesday the 9th of July 2013.
Who goes ahead and asks me out regardless of how bleak the chance that I will say yes is.Who is not afraid to be mad at me if I am…
- Is on his last semester of his 8-4-4 and age is catching up. Either that or he has thrown caution to the wind. He has no idea what courses he’s taking. If he has, he has no knowledge of their titles, leave alone their codes. He never missed classes in earlier years but today, attending lectures is the exception, not the rule.
- Will remember that registration forms are filled on the day before exams, she will then scribble on some course registration form very fast, forge the signatures then fill in an examination course form. It will then hit her that she has not paid her fee yet. She’ll rush to that tiny National Bank and stand in an endless line. Back in the day, she paid her fee a month before the opening date, a good faithful freshman.
‘Hi dear. Can you guest post on my blog. Love story?’ All those butterflies asleep in my stomach are definitely up now. I am in class, someone is saying something…
I live in a room that offers a vantage point to Hostel K and L entrances. When I say Hostel K and L, I am referring to the ladies’ hostels, make no mistake. All the same, I will tell you about the men who frequent both hostels. That common joke about the number of men who’d emerge from either hostel in the event of a fire is very true. I will describe them to you, one by one. I will do this using Hostel L since what I see there is replicated in K. (You may think I have a lot of free time; I will let you be the judge of that.)
When you have spent four years in an institution of higher learning, you learn a lot from simple observation. I have seen and heard enough to authoritatively categorize campus couples into five types.