Traditionally, Africans pass on an oral tradition, linking generations through the epochs of time - the past & the future. I started this blog in my first year at Makere University, as a feeble attempt book the discourse of my life & family, because it wasn't written anywhere, except folktales. This blog has stood the test of being ignored, change of blogging technology and questioning its very existence, but reading this stuff back to myself, I see why I'll keep it.
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Monday 14 March 2011
Party with friends
Was at a party with friends recently, at the new building (Course View Tower) on 21 Yusuf Lule road, where Thomas (top, on phone) was opening SOHO Cafe & Grill, a posh new hang out and eating place.
Monday 16 February 2009
Sunday 1 June 2008
Keeping in God's garden of Love
The old adage goes that; Get new friends, keep old ones. One is gold, the other is silver. And that is so true my friends.
There is a certain way in which everyone carries themselves in this world and that makes. The ones with good personalities, the ones that are pretty, that were not that attractive and others who were attractive but had shitty personalities.
your friend has something guys like or sense in her that you do not posess. Try and figure it out whether it is perfume, a way she flirts or her boobs are perfect and yours arent. You will know.
There is a certain way in which everyone carries themselves in this world and that makes. The ones with good personalities, the ones that are pretty, that were not that attractive and others who were attractive but had shitty personalities.
your friend has something guys like or sense in her that you do not posess. Try and figure it out whether it is perfume, a way she flirts or her boobs are perfect and yours arent. You will know.
Saturday 24 November 2007
My friends and I.
Malcolm, Me,Horrace,Uthman at my cousin's 19 birthday at Good Fellas, Grand Imperial.
It is said that Friends are like flowers, they add color to life. In this space I'll introduce you to the'flowers' that have added color to my life and made my days at campus worthwhile
- Uthman Ali.
Uthman and I found ourselves taking residence in Nkrumah hall, he sleeping on block C while I sleep on block B. But we go back in high school days and thats a history am not about to unravel. Now he is doing a Bachelors in Civil Engineering [so please when you think of looking up an engineer, dont hesitate to give me a call I'll connect you. And if you have other issues, am sorry].
Anyways, he is one of my true a noble friends. I will not tell you what we talk about most for fear of breaking your ribs... just know we're in each others' plans, atleast he is in mine.
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