My Day In Pictures

Time for our favourite thing. Not yours? Just mine? Not mine either so, time for thing.

 

I count myself to be generally easy on the ears but eh..maybe not..

 

 

 

I love kids. 7 year old niece and I.

 

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The One With Sheep. In The Big City.

So I’m lost. In the city. I feel like Sheep.

(Is that his name? How does he feel about that? How would you feel if you were called human? Why is he in love with a poodle? Is that scientifically allowed? Wouldn’t that consist as news in Kenya?)

Oh goodness. Just realized Sheep was almost always standing.

Loving everything about the entire experience.

Only have BUT one problem.

Citizens of the world. Why can’t we decide on Universal English?

I’m struggling! Already my accent (and..and I assure you it’s one of the finest) isn’t quite acceptable, even by the East Londoners (that’s the ghetto apparently) but now my English (which is quite dampening for my Grammar Nazi ways)is *GASP* American. After all those years of schooling in the finest British Curriculum schools then this (clearly not the finest by my use of the word schooling).

Ok I get, pants should just stick to inner panties and trousers to trousers.

But I prefer washroom/loo to toilet. Toilet just sounds so..T-O-I-L-E-T!

And maybe we should change bill to check, because..emotions.

And food is food is food. No matter the time!

Then there was this time I had this whole argument with a guy because I told him I’m a worrier.

But that’s got to be a story for another day. Because my ego.

Smile ^_^

My Day In Pictures

Herloo. 

My my hasn’t it been a minute and a cup of tea.  

Just some of the new lingo I’ve learnt ‘ere in the Queens land. 

So I’ve been on holiday for a bit and it’s amazing. Lotsa fun. Lotsa crazy pantless men walking around smoking. Lots of Nigerians and Ghanians. So just like home ^_^.

So I’ve wanted to blog so much since coming here. I have some ideas all written down but once I get down to illustrating (look at me sounding all professional..) the English sleeping bug,pronounced BUH-RG, bites. 

And sometimes what I want to write is too long for a status update/tweet and too short for a Promo Post (here's another). So I’ve invented *jerrican roll* (because drums are expensive yo)...

Had a whole conversation today with a dude about Mozambique. Had no idea why but figured I’m in a cultured country and must discuss cultured topics. He’d asked me before where I’m from, and I have no problem repeating several times for those who forget. But he went on to forget my name and my country...oh wait no he didn’t.

Oh. Already put that there..oh well..!

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Had a lot of fun drawing these. Can’t wait to proper blog blog. Fear not, there may be a lot more of those and also, if you get bored, read any or all of my other posts just to ensure you’re fully bored, then maybe go for a walk or something.

Ta-Ta!*British posh wave*

And there you have…

WHAT..It’s called utilizing resources!

The One Where 'When Life Gives You Lemons', You Realize Lemons Are Really Tasty, Especially In The Hot Lemon And Ginger Drink From Java

As you read this, hum Amy Winehouse'-Rehab. Or play it on the Harmonica. Or whatever rows your boat<<Actually maybe just play the song on a harmonica on a boat.

So I promised (nobody really) that I’d do this post just to say why I’m greatful for my 20-awesomth birthday this year (which was like a million years ago;this post was supposed to be up in March. But you didn’t know that. So too bad)(Ok I’ve seen what I’ve just done)(CRAP). Because, well, 2014 has been TERRIBLE to say the least. And that’s the least I’m saying.

But then, it has also been amazing. And that’s not the least I’ll say about that.

For friends who send silly audios. Some even grammy award winning.

For friends who understand silence, in all it's context.

For family that let you crash at theirs.

For friends that let you crash at theirs.

For strangers that let you crash at theirs O.o.

For children that tell you you’re fat, and mean it from the innocence and non-maliciousness of their hearts.

(guurrl bye. Let’s wait for the big one three to hit you)

For people that read this dumb blog. And laugh. And that laughter goes to show y’alls is as crazy as me :p

Cc Nduta,Solomon,Sheila Binti, Mwango, Whitney Wanderi, WangeShe, Wamuyu Tira, Ngibuini Mwaura,etc. Also if I’ve not put your name and you happen to get offended it’s because I’m rich and famous and rich and famous people do rich and famous things like forgetting names..

For food that makes you happy. Whatever that may be. (vegans and carnivores alike).

For loss, because you realize there’s a lot more to gain

For breathtaking views.

For books. That let you explore Paris, London, New York, Antarctica and The Alps.

For bikes. For the ability to walk after riding bikes for 16km. For the inability to sit after riding bikes. For the adrenaline that comes out of fear of being trampled on by a rogue buffalo on a bike. Not the buffalo but us.

Generally bikes? Never have time for that! Mwango and Doreen-WE ARE STRONG!! Also, we may never walk the same again :-D

For tears. Coz it’s okay to cry. If crocodiles do it..

DISCLAIMER: As if you couldn't already tell. I didn't draw this crocodile. The one I drew sorta looked like a sheep with like a long green tail and wings. A Sheecrobird!!!

and you know crocs is one of the strongest somomabishes in the jungle.

For Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and Whatsapp.

For annoying family who are really REALLY all you’ve got.

For people who understand. For people who understand.

For Support.

For those who say I love you. And mean it.

For Baby Steps.

To the rest of 2014.

*raises non-alcoholic glass* *the contents inside I mean, not the glass* *are glasses even alcoholic or non alcoholic? aren't they just glasses* *Ok I know there’s like a wine glass and champagne flute...but* *ok this has gone too far now* *raises glass with non-alcoholic liquid inside?* *for those who know me you know why* *laughs awkwardly*

The One Where It's Just Emotions(also The One With My First Vid \o/)

So I'm tryna ease my blogposts in to more comic vlogposts (vlog sounds like such a dirty word. Like, "I spilled vlog all over my top" or "you shoulda seen that vlog I left in the loo today morn") and other silly more interesting vids.To make life more interesting. Unless you're content with my writing a paragraph then squiggling stuff as the illustration.

Disclaimer: The editing guy(me) didn't do too well with the final product. But budet,aye?

Disclaimer 2: Also, the sound editor/mixer(me and me)are on leave(and I don't think they're really on leave, I think they're shirking their duties. Honestly, because one of them told me, "I got a forward saying if I move from the couch and let go of the remote,Jesus will be very upset with me and so someone somewhere may choke on their coke. I don't want to be in charge of someone choking. I knew you'd understand". Luckily,the stand in sound guy(me) came through last minute so there's some sorta music.

Disclaimer 3 : Don't expect no James Cameron or Christopher Nolan.

Disclaimer 4: I doubt this will win an Oscar. YET. Heck I'd settle for a Razzie. Or even just a random dude shaking my hand and saying that my blog is the last option of blogs to read on a boring day. Yes, I'd settle for that.

Disclaimer ya last: during editing some of the pages merged into each other,coz they're friends like that. Then by then it was too late(Read:I was too lazy)to edit. So what I'll do is also post the real post after this. Deal? (y)

Anyway, hope the video works. If not GO DIE...T..yeah change your diet #HealthTipOfTheDay...ok kidding, just let me know and I'll see what can be done. You can come to my digz and watch it with me from my flashdisk :-D

Laterz Haterz<<<OMG the kid for WuZ @p has invaded my vocabulary.