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.
Thoughts and Stuff Posts
First things first, nothing is up with my WhatsApp. I don’t have WhatsApp. I had it, but I don’t anymore. No, my phone did not fall into water or get…
I am seated in my room, in the dark listening to Group 1 Crew’s “Going Down” on repeat. The night’s young, 12.28 am is as young as it gets. The…
You are seated at home enjoying a movie or getting warm by the fireplace. Your phone rings. Almost by reflex, you pick it up and hit a button. Ah, it’s your friend from class. He’s remembered me after three months, you think to yourself, must be something important. You sit up and take in the contents of the text. “Sasa, my dear! Nimeona kwa 3rd Eye ati tunafungua next week.”
Pause.
Maybe you are not reading it right. You read it again.
She is my BFF; my best friend forever. I am never ashamed to say this despite the fact that you may think it is silly for a grown woman to…
Let’s get right to it: I like it. Maybe I don’t. The bottom line is I have deluded myself to believe that I like it. It is much better than…
It’s 6.30 pm. It’s raining. It’s dark. I am cold. I am also feeling particularly inspired to write. The past week has been an interesting one in the relationship scene.…
My bed happens to be the place I am most creative in terms of writing ideas. Any awesome thing I have ever written, it was either before I slept or…
So you won’t marry a campus chiq, huh? But did you pause to think, even for a moment, that maybe I do not want to be married to a campus dude? You are not the only one with a choice to make, you know?
The other day there was outrage from my fellow campus ladies who could not understand why a man would not want to marry them. I have good news for you sisters; there are plenty more fish in the sea and that sea is much bigger than Moi University. No one should make you think you do not have a choice.
He sits across me in class. The other day, he told me he loved me. I don’t know why but he did. After three whole years, he has either seen me in another light or gathered enough courage to tell me so. It’s now or never.
Maybe he did it to test me, to see whether I am as hard-to-get as he had thought.
We all have bucket lists. At least I believe we all do; that list of things to do before you die. More so, we have bucket lists tailored to our attendance of an institution of higher learning. I write to the seniors especially, because you are seated there watching the months become days and still dilly-dallying on following through on a promise you made to yourself about your mission in campus. No matter how disillusioned you are about this university with a difference, leave it in style. Leave a mark.
The following are suggestions slightly skewed to introverts like myself who have probably spent their four or five years cooped up in their rooms, watching movies or studying.
Yes, you read that right. I did not say ‘it is never that serious’. You want to know why? Because it IS that serious! Frankly, I think this ‘it is…
Good, I am too. You will not get any help here so, move along. This is what you get when you put Shiku in a boring lecture; a weak attempt…
A Guest Post by Anonymous Girls are amazing, they are awesome. 2012 was a learning year for me. I applied the law of averages in my life and asked about…
I should probably be writing a post on my new year resolutions, right? Well, I don’t make any. All I can think of right now is Kenya. I will write…