7 Random Things I Want to know Before I Finish Campus

Just so we are clear, I said before I finish Campus not before I graduate. Those are two very different things, and isn't graduation just a ceremony,where there are very long speeches and they call out people's names? In public?
So seven things I want to know before I get out of my university;
1. I want to know how people who do crazy things think. How do they just do things?
And after that, I want to do something crazy myself. Probably compose a four line song and sing it in four different languages and make a hit song like the legendary Ken Wa Maria. No I think I should write one with two lines and sing in 6 languages. No too absurd. Probably 3 lines in 7 languages works well. What do they say about odd numbers? Or probably sit on some toilet and come up with a brilliant idea better than that of ATM machines, what better invention would rewrite the banking history? So don't just be sitting there, do something.
2. How do corporates make such a lot of money in just a short while?
I always remember when Safaricom, under Bob Collymore made a net profit of 11bn to 6 months ending September last year. How? Considering they run adverts every other time (which costs a lot of money) they pay employees. OK, I know that adverts brings in more customers, but wouldn't they still get clients without these many promotion campaigns? I mean it's Safaricom. Bob, a tour maybe? Advertising is where I want to major in, I'll know somehow. But speaking to the guys at Safaricom would be great. I have 1001 questions.
3. How does a media house work out, it's daily routine?
I only know about selling newspapers, announcing news.
I want to know the behind the scenes, and that why I'm in campus, to know this stuff, but unfortunately our School does not have a studio or anything. I only heard about two cameras and microphones. The whole process of requesting for one is full of bottlenecks so... I'll leave it at that. I need a media tour, Jeff, Larry, Julie, anyone? Caroline? Then probably I'll be taught in class, will it end here? I need a tour.
4. I want to know From people who work, do you get bored of doing the same thing every day of the week?
It is a life fact that we go to school so that we work for the rest of our lives, till we die. So we just do the same thing every day? I think creatives cannot. Let's say like designers, they design something new every day, but keyword is design. Everyday. So designing everyday. I personally will want to do something new, something adventurous, something that will bring out my alter ego. Maybe media, PR, advertising because I will meet creatives, different diverse people everyday. Aristotle said insanity is doing the same thing over and over and except different results.Be diverse,try something new. 
5. I also want to know how this beer flavoured coffee by Starbucks tastes like. Yes it tastes like beer I know. I meant tasting it using my taste buds.
Starbucks is a coffee chain in Washington DC. So i will probably have to travel to the  States to taste this glorious probably sweet coffee. Mine are valid. What is the point if tasting (like) beer and not get drunk? Exactly the reason why I need to taste it. Our very own Java should give us some actually. That is thinking outside the box, doing something no one else has done before, for Starbucks.

6. Do touts have to shout for people to enter their vehicles here in Nairobi?
People will not board their vehicles to their homes in the evening or to work in the morning?  Not that they have much of a choice anyway, so most probably they will still board the Matatus, without the shouting. And did I mention to you that they will probably hurl insults at you when you decide to go  to a rival Matatu operator? But then Nairobians are used to this kind of thing, it is part of life, it is our lifestyle. Then you board the Matatu and the conductor refuses to return your change. Use Bebapay cards, or any other cashless payment system.

7. So you have read all the above, what are you going to do about it?
Stand up do something and be counted. Do something with your life. Do something crazy.  Come out of that comfort zone. Lastly, you can join my share brigade,share.

Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat, but hey, YOLO!!

I read an interesting story here (which you also need to read)about us people,us!!
And they say YOLO means You Obviously Lack Originality, really,can you imagine that? Do not even get mad at that,read more. For us young people that is. If you are "old" do not feel displaced, read and share, it is fun. Why are people always talking about us?
It is weekend again apparently, approximately mid month. They say it's the middle of the month, things are hard, but somehow we(I) still get money to rave, and remember I'm on repeat mode we rave every weekend only stop to sleep and eat, I know you want to judge us me(us) but hey man YOLO!
I know this sounds cliché btw, but let me just say it; You Live Only Once is a literally wrong statement, why you ask. We live everyday and die only once, another way of saying that you have only one shot in this life you waste it, it is gone like, gone like chaff with the wind.
Not that I am the "holiest"  guy or that "holier than thou"  kind of a guy, I got my own way of living.
Today hedonism is a lifestyle. We got no regard for the bright future ahead. Funny I'd say bright future. Yes bright because no one wants or would want to have a "dark"  future ahead (isn't the opposite of bright dark?), well at least not willingly.
In the world of copy-pasting assignments, that is university for you, a lot of things go down. For example partying is the coolest thing you can do. You are the coolest "peeps"  if you had the most ratchet weekend. You are the person everyone would want to hang around with. I won't say anything about the guy who had gone for Bible study throughout the weekend.
Is that the only way to stay "cool" you  would ask? Where does a student, who doesn't work or has no investment, get money from? I'll help you get some free info.
Parents get the most ridiculous of excuses from their sons and daughters, but mostly sons because the money is used on the daughters. Get the math don't you? We mint money from our parents, and they for they do not want to disappoint us, send the money. HELB loans. Won't say no more.
Just a year ago I was in 1st year, I'll be in 3rd year next semester. I did not realize why time has moved so fast until one lecturer came in and said we only have 13 classes (we just began a semester btw). So I was thinking why do I have to pay a lot of money just for 13 classes? In a semester?
I pay the money then what? Sit for 13 classes then do the exam and move on to the next semester? Then I realized that maybe it's not just about the unit plus several other units. I'm yet to find out but I'm sure eating sleeping raving and repeating is not exactly what we should be doing.
Getting high is fun, cool? Somehow you will do all that and still get a bright future, well that is you, your partners-in-crime back then? Partners because probably right now they wouldn't be your friends, they are broke or still in suspension from school or worse never graduated. Or better still you made new partners-in-crime.
To you my friend, don't succumb to the norm, be different, network, do everything you can do to get there (keep it legit). Grow yourself.
Then again you will rubbish this, but hey man, YOLO!
It is weekend again back to the cycle, let me get back to it, slept the whole week, I just ate...

I have a title today, a woman

Sorry guys, I know you have been waiting for this post all night, it is just that I was talking to someone, my girl, yes I have a girlfriend and she was telling me that she is pregnant, I just had to attend to that urgent matter first. Hahaha! Okay I'm kidding  but I was talking to her, and I had to keep telling her goodnight all through the past hour so that she can finally let go, and yes again I have that magnetic effect. And for the record, baby if you read this, it is just for the Page views, it has nothing to do with us. I love you always *winks*.
There was this awesome lady in her late 20s back in the days, she's about 40 right now. She had 3 kids the last of them was about 3 a girl. She was married or not, yes she was married to a man who yet does not qualify to be called one. I always tend to think he shaped the way I look at relationships and marriage as a whole, don't get me wrong though, I respect marriage and any kind of relationship.
So with this man, who I had a very very short opportunity to call dad or daddy, I can't remember how I used to call him. I can only remember few memories I share with him in my childhood days, 13 years is a very long time don't you think, a whole decade with 3 whole years and still counting! 
I remember this one time he came home from work (he travelled frequently by the way) and I ran towards him like any sane child would do because he misses the father, his reaction I remember correctly was he hit me with a camera he had bought. I don't know what happens after that but mum tells me it was nasty between them.
The second one I remember was this day daddy or dad had taken me out to some of his pals, when he was brought a glass with something inside, I thought it was water, it was bitter, bitter water.
The last and certainly the least (he could do for a firstborn son) was when he bought me a bike. I still remember it till today. I see it when I visit grandma's it is still in her store hanging in there, literally. And grandma you always said you will give me money to repair the bike, you still owe me.
The bike was the last thing I ever got from dad, daddy. Well at least I got that, my bro and sis and mum have nothing to show from him, does it matter now, it has been 13 years, the bike is still relevant.
The details towards the separation of my parents is sketchy but from what I know he was abusive and violent, irresponsible and a lot too many kids with significant others.
Mum did well by taking us from that man it would have been awful if we turned out to be like him. Mum brought us well and everyday she struggles to make us better people, people of substance. Big up mum, won't let you down.
Why does it happen that men, sometimes women neglect their families, they betray their families?
Poligamy has been the subject of discussion this week, at least it was in radio yesterday morning and the previous night on the-after news debate.
Several things came out clear ; that the African(Kenyan)  man is polygamous in nature. He always has the other woman be it clandestine girlfriend or a second or third wife. This is true. I have had experience with married friends who have girlfriends and, or have children out of the wedlock. 
One peculiar case was a man who had two wives and none of them had a clue of what was happening for a whole 24 years. I was shocked too.
Can I say about my dad? I think he had a "someone"  in every town between Kitale and Nairobi and in some towns he had more than 2, and he used to bring some of them home too, those who would appear to resemble him or his sister, at least we were told "huyu ni auntie" , " this is your auntie".
Another thing which came up was that;it is always about the woman. It is the second woman being lied to and the first wife loosing significance. The marriage bill signed by the president earlier in the year did very little or nothing at all, which you can read here, in creating partiality in polygamous marriages, but what it did was setting the ground rules, which is what we need in eliminating stigma in many moral issues here in Africa.
Issues such as prostitution, abortion and gay marriages need to follow suit. Eliminating stigma will make things safer and secure because monitoring will be easier, ground rules.
If the marriage bill was present at the time my parents were separating we wouldn't have suffered as much as we did. But we made it though. 
This post was meant to be about about my mum, I got carried away. We'll still talk about her. We do this again tomorrow night. Be safe.

I don't have a title

I don't have a title. I lay on my bed, looking at the love of my life, my phone. I have got a lot in my mind. My brain(s) hurt or is it my head. I have a long semester ahead of me, I only haven't or, have managed to raise a quarter of the whole amount of fees required, I am worried or I shouldn't. Worrying won't solve anything. I have to raise the money.
I tell myself one day I will be big, I will be on top of my game, on top of the game, I'll lead the leagues, they will look up to me. Every day I tirelessly out do myself; hosting "ghost" shows, interviewing "ghost" guests, reading real adverts and many other 'silly' stuff I do. I will probably be a presenter at Capital or at Kiss or nation FM, that's what I think about all the time . It's what I want, it's what I work hard for in school.
I wake up in the morning to listen to Kiss not because I love the show, but every time I hear 'her' voice coming out of the radio, I feel it should be replace it with mine (not that her voice is bad by the way). I hear my deep hoarse voice in radio. They are not hallucinations or imaginations, are they dreams? Are they goals?
Waking up at six to listen to this radio show is an easy task for me, yes I know what you are thinking, I am too lazy, I have no purpose in life, you have all your reasons, well, they are yours.
I wake up to listen to, and learn a thing or two about radio but, unfortunately or fortunately I do that from my bed. Most often than not I'll sleep, yes again I know, I tell that to myself all the time.
I specifically remember this Wednesday morning, 'she' was interviewing Elani, you know Elani right? I dozed off. But in between I could still hear their voices, I could see myself sitting beside Maureen asking questions, I was hosting the show. Ooh!! That feeling.  My alter ego had come out of its shell. I was on top of my game, top of my league, on top of things. It was just a dream though I woke up back to reality. Thanks.
So is that the dream people talk about? Is that the epic dream? Was that the valid dreams I heard? What is a dream, what are dreams. I don't know...
What I know is that I have goals, epic goals, I will work my way, but until I achieve my epic goals I got to pay my fees.
I have nothing else to talk about today, I'm happy, I have written a blog, I have been wanting to write in a very long time, but procrastination is a killer of time. We do this again tomorrow night. Be safe.