I subscribe to a lot of superfluous newsletters and blogs, just because I can. If you are like me, you probably do too. Plus Gmail really came through for us…
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Sometimes, all it takes for me to spill out paragraphs and paragraphs of emotion is one simple sentence I read. It triggers so many other things. Like right now. I…
So she gave you her phone number and you feel a tad achieved. Cool. But do you know why? If you thought that is the first step in the ‘ingia…
Well, for starters we would not be here, you and me. I’d probably be in a publishing house somewhere editing manuscripts because my job description would not even exist. Or…
I was going through the newspaper last Friday night when I came across a snippet on Google+ on the Daily Nation’s Zuqka. “Can You Quit G+?” It read. I was…
Announce your arrival, way before the day, to ensure you get to a place to spend the night in Main Campus. Otherwise you will end up walking to the venue and perhaps not even make it to the ceremony.
Bring your own camera, despite everyone else bringing theirs and tagging you incessantly on Facebook. You have to record these memories.
You know what surprises me? What makes me laugh? It is the fact that I write on this blog all the time but somehow I manage to pass all the…
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…
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…
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.
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…
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.
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.