Back when I was in school, I had a radio show for almost two years. It was one of the most exhilarating activities I engaged in while on campus, right up there with Spoken Heart. It was something I got interested in when one of my friends invited me as a guest on her show, called Universal Vybes, when her guest for that day cancelled. I had a great time. Afterwards, she let me know of just how easy it was to get a show on the station. In fact the head of the station encouraged as many students as possible to apply.

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I have a rather varied sexual life. I’ve done the experimental, the crazy and the bizarre. I’ve been accused of breaking my friend’s bed (I still call BS on this one, it just came up broken after I used it) and I’ve cockblocked people and been cockblocked. I can’t say I’ve done it all but I’ve done a lot, some of which I think back and just go, “The thirst y’all, the thirst”.

Hey y’all. I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted but I’ve been busy with exams which, between you and me, I think I’ve aced but don’t remind me of this when the results come out next semester saying different. So now it’s the end of the academic year as a fresher and I can tell you for someone just finishing their first year I’ve done it all.

This year, I’ve helped a friend I had sex with have an abortion, made new friends drinking and got my laptop stolen from me. As the semester’s come to an end I’ve found myself falling for one of my friends and I must say things are looking rather promising from me…and her.*knocks on wood*

Ladies and gentlemen last week on Friday, for the first time, I went to one of the locals around school for drinks with a new friend of mine, @joeemgee, at a place call Green Park. Yup, it was awesome up so I want to tell you about it.

We were supposed to meet there at 8, 8.30 but somehow I only got there at 9 and Joe around thirty minutes later. I check in and well to tell you the truth it looked better than expected. Clean and very simple. I saw one of my classmates, a girl, who seemed to be on a double date. Wait can you really have a proper date in a bar? Of course, I planted myself right there while I waited for Joe, I don’t think her date liked it.}:)

So while I was narrating this story( Catch part one here) to you guys-and girls- I’ve tried to as objective as possible and tell the story as I saw it then, through my eyes, without giving you too much of what I thought of the situation after really thinking about it. So that’s what this post is about.

I don’t know about you but I’ve always been of the opinion that get pregnant at my age-which is rather young, think kid, baby-is stupid. Yes, I’m saying that Q was stupid to get pregnant. I mean think about it in this day and age you only get pregnant if you want to, what with condoms, contraceptives, e-pills and of course abstinence, it’s either that or you’re stupid. I told Q as much.

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I don’t like this dude, E. He looks shifty, dodgy. But then again that might have something to do with him knocking up my friend but not so much, I remember I met him when I went Greenpark (local around school), he didn’t seem to like me cutting in the way I did.

He seemed to look rather scared when Q asked that he clears the room of everyone, except me and W. Then she began to talk to E. She told him that she had gone to hospital to get tested, that the results were positive, she was pregnant. And guess what he asked?

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“Hello, R?”

“Hey, how are you?”

“Fine, it’s cdohnio”

“Ahhh, cdohnio how are you? How’s school?”

“I’m cool, school’s fine, listen I have something rather delicate to ask you”

“Ask…”in serious and curious tone.

“First of all you have to promise to keep this secret, you can’t tell anyone, not my mum, not aunty, not your bro….(add several family members here)….no one!”

“Okay, what is it?”suspicion.

“I have a friend, a girl, she gotten herself in a delicate situation and she wandering the price of something. You know Hosithis, right?”

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I found out later, that I actually exclaimed, ’Whoops!!’. I can’t remember that. Q then took the results out of my hand to see for her self and after W also took a look he ripped the results into pieces. Dee began cursing how she couldn’t believe it as she fought hard-I could tell-not to cry though tear still leaked from the sides. She collapsed for a few seconds into Q arms and all I could do was rub her back. I don’t think I’ve ever felt that useless, or that confused or maybe lost is word, in my young life. I mean, what could I do? Or rather I didn’t know what I could, should do.
This may be the best place to mention the baby wasn’t mine.

I don’t really know how to start this. I’m scared. A girl I was intimate with is pregnant. Yes pregnant and I’m freaking out for her. Yes my only concern is her. I’m really worried how this will affect her mentally and psychologically. It’s just the first month of year one and already I’m in such a difficult situation. I’ll start at the beginning.

So I have this friend lets call her, Q, we had sex… She was the first on campus. The next week she tells me and some of our friends (we’re kind of a group, small) that she thinks she’s missed her ps. One of us, we’ll call him, W, asked how long it had been and she says 2 weeks. She then goes on to say that she wants us to take her to the clinic so she can get a pregnancy test.

Hey y’all! Starting tomorrow I’ll be dropping a bunch of posts I wanted to put up last year but didn’t have the chance or means to. There are 4 or 5 posts that were actually written as one but would have been too long for one sitting/post in my opinion. So I cut it up. I’ve done it such a way that it provides the most entertainment while still managing to convey what was happening. I hope you like it because I personally think I did a great job on them. Either way your thoughts on them would be much appreciated so stick around. Peace!!

Yesterday I had a security breach on the laptop I use to write the posts I put up for you. No, my posts for you aren’t so important that someone would spend their time trying to hack my laptop trying to steal them as creative secrets(Though to me they are) and anyway the laptop is never connected to any network.

BREACH!!!!

Yeah, a friend of mine found one of the posts I had written for posting some day. The way she found it was kinda suspicious. She asked if she come to my room and use my laptop for 5 minutes. I, at the time clueless, just thought she wanted to use it for programming or something. You see, not many of my classmates have laptops yet despite being computer science students but I suspect next semester most will.

Hey y’all! Yes, I already have another post for you already! I don’t know how long this momentum will maintain but recently I keep finding more and more stuff to write about. Also I really don’t have to much to do in the evenings because well the assignments haven’t really kicked in. So for now I have much to write.

The other weekend my cousin, yes the one featuring in the last post and one before it, invited his girlfriend from home to school,with her sis, who he was trying to hook me up with.

I wrote this a while back but my phone mem-card decided it’s misbehaving and got a virus or bug of some sort and I had to format it. And this post was on it so I had to write it again which I’m sure it’ll not be as awesome as when I first penned it but know I’ll try my best.

So my cuzo came to room about a week ago with what I saw as both shocking and awesome news! The girl he was aiming for, the one I told you about before, had ingia’d box(That’s to say she was really feeling his vybe, hey half my audience is actually from the US). Yup she had been papped!!:-D Of course I was happy and proud because as far as I could tell at the time he was setting pace for all freshas. Most freshas are still keeping to themselves looking as confused and lost as ever.

Too soon to be doing another post? Have you even fully digested the last one? It’s okay you can read both of them! Right? Anyway I’m in my room at about 10.30pm, not really trying to sleep but in bed none the less, phone in my hand and it hits me there’s a lot of noise in the background.

I pause to listen and I hear about 4 different sources of music and sound all seemly competing to overpower the rest.
The dude across from my room is listening to traditional Luyha Christian choir songs, some dude up the hall is booming his favourite rhumba and lingala tracks while his neighbour watches an action movie at max volume. Two doors down from me is some playing what seems to be a Hip hop mix and further down opposite some is listening to reggae/ragga.

Okay ladies and gentlemen! This is the very first post coming direct from my campus!! The first campus-post! Yeah I joined campus, finally, in Maseno! It’s written in two parts, the first were the thing’s written on the first day I arrived in the morning and mostly on the registration line. Everything else was after! This is not conclusive, I’m still organising my thoughts, but it’ll have to do until I can give you something more solid. Hopefully this means a return to more regular blogging for me!*Fingers crossed*