You don't know what it's like.
Me,I honourable adjudicator Ndanu. I'm just walking down the streets of Nyairofi with my broken heels.Fyi,broken heels take heel wearing to another level. If u know u know. Ouh why didn't you carry flatshoes in your handabag?..because my favourite one is torn and I just wish I had the powers to throw this handbag to my office desk from Kiambu then nitembee tu nipatane nayo mbele. Eneway, along Tom Mboya street I enter a Viazi joint to apologize to myself (kujiambia pole). Ghafla bin vuu,cha mkufuu na hu ha haa! I see my friend's 'bwoyfwend' out on an evening date with a girl who is not my friend. I try to convince myself it's non of my business buut.mbu! . I take a trip to mind's City Hall,I get a business permit and just like that..my girl's 'hun' (pronounced with the nose) is my business.
I pass by the table,narrow my eyes at him. He waves at me..with a smile. I wave back. Little does he know that's how he has opened the business. So I eat my chips masala looking at him occasionally. I sip my mango juice while eying him like a stero spy.(my people,why do we let this people violate our mangoes,mayi kwa maembe asi!). They wake up to leave he excuses himself,comes to my table and says "long time cele,umekuwa poa?" I'm like "nduh! (Insert hairflip)niko rada brathe,nimejisunda". He whispers 'its not what it looks like". I'm left in a confused state. Really? It's almost Christmas time do u want Santa to bring u gifts or not?. Eneway,I shrug my shoulders up and down with an "okay". Then he asks me to keep it btwn us. Can u imagine. Shake ur neiba tell them 'issues'. Apparently,I dont know what it's like for my girl and her 'bae'.
Chips down..I head home. I stop to buy spinach in my favourite boot. (Dont argue with me in this my area we buy vegetables from car boots).I'm there " choosing spinach" i notice a car packed nearby with the user biting a large pizza from a box. For a moment ,I imagined the amount of firifiri hohos and nyanya she has consumed. If I just want raw firifiri hohos I just need to visit my mum's place for supper.somebarry say 'privileges'. But again..I don't know what's like for her.
I balance my spinarch and position myself for broken heel greatness. Vruuu vruu my phone vibrates. Oh its my colleague,she's stressed and stressed. I promise to drop by her place and blink as i imagine what I'm cooking my spinach with as she talks abt her problems.an action I regret. Apparently she is afraid she has "a skeleton in her closet". Like seriously,it's just one rat Alice,one rat. Its just doing gold medal runs from the kitchen to her closet. Let the human be!. Wait! I know that look she is giving me and boom! She goes like " have u lost weight again,Gosh are u even eatin,u know u shld eat 6 meals per day blablablablabla". I look at her. I imagine she has the right intentions,trying to find the right words to say for udaku information. I smile..dont look at me like u understand,I dont want thine good advice or reasons why I'm not alright..You dont know what it's like.
And I dont know what its like for you. I dont know what it's like. But it's a breathtakingly awesome life. Live it a day at a time.
I pass by the table,narrow my eyes at him. He waves at me..with a smile. I wave back. Little does he know that's how he has opened the business. So I eat my chips masala looking at him occasionally. I sip my mango juice while eying him like a stero spy.(my people,why do we let this people violate our mangoes,mayi kwa maembe asi!). They wake up to leave he excuses himself,comes to my table and says "long time cele,umekuwa poa?" I'm like "nduh! (Insert hairflip)niko rada brathe,nimejisunda". He whispers 'its not what it looks like". I'm left in a confused state. Really? It's almost Christmas time do u want Santa to bring u gifts or not?. Eneway,I shrug my shoulders up and down with an "okay". Then he asks me to keep it btwn us. Can u imagine. Shake ur neiba tell them 'issues'. Apparently,I dont know what it's like for my girl and her 'bae'.
Chips down..I head home. I stop to buy spinach in my favourite boot. (Dont argue with me in this my area we buy vegetables from car boots).I'm there " choosing spinach" i notice a car packed nearby with the user biting a large pizza from a box. For a moment ,I imagined the amount of firifiri hohos and nyanya she has consumed. If I just want raw firifiri hohos I just need to visit my mum's place for supper.somebarry say 'privileges'. But again..I don't know what's like for her.
I balance my spinarch and position myself for broken heel greatness. Vruuu vruu my phone vibrates. Oh its my colleague,she's stressed and stressed. I promise to drop by her place and blink as i imagine what I'm cooking my spinach with as she talks abt her problems.an action I regret. Apparently she is afraid she has "a skeleton in her closet". Like seriously,it's just one rat Alice,one rat. Its just doing gold medal runs from the kitchen to her closet. Let the human be!. Wait! I know that look she is giving me and boom! She goes like " have u lost weight again,Gosh are u even eatin,u know u shld eat 6 meals per day blablablablabla". I look at her. I imagine she has the right intentions,trying to find the right words to say for udaku information. I smile..dont look at me like u understand,I dont want thine good advice or reasons why I'm not alright..You dont know what it's like.
And I dont know what its like for you. I dont know what it's like. But it's a breathtakingly awesome life. Live it a day at a time.
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