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Sense and sensibility. posted on May 6, 2010 - 9:13am

First, that is a book I have never read but whose title I have read...whatever proceeds from here forthwith may have no connection whatsoever to that said book title. Since my life is not unusual any more; meaning, there is nothing out of the ordinary happening in my life-wait is this a fly? ! The thing has just gone under my monitor, it looks like it is inspecting ...whoah!! Fly!! Get outta my face! Fly, please?! This is not your space. Psshhhh!! Little winged ....What was I saying? Oh yes, my quotidian life. Forget the fly interrupting my peaceful morning, that is an anomaly.Anyway, I was just about to tell you that my life is steadying out, the ups and downs are fading out. Drama just got evicted. In fact, safyre is opining mbu even the Mr nice guy died, mbu he may even have died a quick and painless death; whether it is true remains to be seen...Ah! C'mon, just when I am getting into blog zone! Errands! I will come back.

No one talks about BHH anymore...and love gone bad posted on May 1, 2010 - 11:07pm

and do you know why? It is because all the talking happens on twitter these days. What happened to the rave reviews of over 40 comments on the reports of BHH? And days building up to the excitement as well...from the King's site to the Basix, the Antipop, the Innocent etc... And as if that is not enough, formerly regular bloggers are not regular at their posts but anyway let me speak for myself.I went to BHH, albeit arriving fashionably. Was not really my fault, I was with Safyre who convinced me that BHH had moved to Centenary gardens.

Message from William “The Ambassador” Branch posted on April 16, 2010 - 12:38pm

Message from William “The Ambassador” Branch

Days gone by posted on April 12, 2010 - 12:20am

A brief recap.Hey, this year blogging and me have been at odds but I always make time to put up something especially when my soul has been lifted.There have been awesome days this year, far from the days at the beginning of the year which were very trying if not strenuous. By God’s grace I have been given joy, hope and contentment in many areas in my life.There are days in my life my one mission was to not be single and even though I tried, that was a mission impossible. I have always had good female friends, as in, people I am very close to. I am a sensitive man, :-p, so I find relating to ladies easy. This year, God blessed my life with a wonderful new friend, yes a lady, and I got nothing but love. You know how at times you sense something happening but then you diffuse it? Long story. Me and this friend of mine decided to do a tour of Muyenga on Easter weekend.

The Tin Man's Curse posted on March 29, 2010 - 3:34pm

Pain. An eternal theme, can be expressed in many ways, but with all the pain we can feel, isn't it the pain in the soul that hurts the most? Here, a possible first of a best seller from a friend...enjoy.Sweet webs of sleep laced my eyes shut, for a minute i felt the numbness ease away. I dreamt of beauty, the boy in blue and the girl with pink ribbons in her hair, hand in hand they leaped with joy, oblivious to the world at large. As I wept, I did so one last time. The rain fell hard on me and yes this is what I wanted, I told myself,to be drenched, some how cleansed of all, unable to feel all. So I shut my eyes as it rained harder. Lying there still, I grew cold, icy solid.When I woke up I felt strange, light, almost elated!! However, was this what I wanted? Was all gone? I sat up trying to adjust to this new body.

This one thing I hold onto... posted on March 23, 2010 - 8:13pm

Before it's too late. I will keep coming Lord, but what if one day it's too late?14Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has gone through the heavens,e Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. 15For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet was without sin. 16Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need. (Heb 4:14-16)So I keep coming, the only thing I hold onto is promise that you will see me, that in fact you will not see me, that you will see Jesus, the High Priest. I keep coming, LORD. I have nowhere else to go. If you will not accept me, then I am finished. D.A.M.N.E.D.

...So, the prank caller, and etc posted on March 20, 2010 - 9:35am

She must have laughed her self silly, to think that a whole Nevender failed to deduce it was she playin the prank... Aha. This time she got me.Just before I said good night two days ago, she said "good night Nev,"...and I was like, what did you call me? "Nev"... Now, you must understand, I gave her full doubt benefits, even those of not pursuing clues. So I was like okay, and she laughed. I said goodnight, not really thinking that it could have been her.Last night I asked, "Do you any of your friends have my number?"She laughed again- that laugh that gives one away but still I had given her so much benefits of doubt that she had to nudge me and say " It was me, okay?"Nev:What??!!

I am not her boyfriend posted on March 18, 2010 - 7:39pm

Yes. I insist.I am currently going through a time when sincerely, how can anyone think I am their boyfriend..HMM?So, I get a call while enjoying cell from a number I do not have stored in my phonebook. I say hallo, and hear a female voice on the other side- let us call her Miss Jackson.Miss Jackson: Hi.Nev:Hi.Miss Jackson: Can you tell me the name of your girlfriend?Nev: Girlfriend? Hahaha. Who wants to know?Miss Jackson: You're Nev, aren't you?Nev: Why?Miss Jackson: Just tell me the name of your girlfriend, she's on the line and is listening.Nev: Hahaha... Are you serious?Miss Jackson: You're nev, aren't you?Nev: I am, but why are you asking?Miss Jackson: I want you to tell me the name of your girlfriend, she is on the line, listening.(It is 7:22pm, Wednesday, do they do any Doctor Love shows at such a time? Moreover, there is need to report Kasubi tombs and Makerere Uni. This cannot be a radio.

Recap posted on March 15, 2010 - 10:46am

Most times, like now, I really have no idea how I should start my blog. It has been too long since I actually sat and thought of what to write. Some of my previous posts have been song lyrics which I love but apart from that, blogging has been sidelined but here I am, let's see how this goes...I have not been to any BHH since this year started so you prolly do not know that now I have a cool black goatee and improved English; next time I appear at the BHH I will surely try to fit in with all you interektchos and your Ingo-lisho!!To my shame, I have not seen the inside of Watoto Church either since January, and you must be wondering, why is my life fallin apart? Of late I have not been too enthusiastic about doing Sunday or Sato service. My Sato's usually find me visiting friends and my Sundays are spent mostly in bed too ward of fatigue. I have been doing a lot of things since Feb, work especially is hard coz the dude whose stuff I am working on can be demanding.

Every Prayer posted on March 12, 2010 - 5:45pm

Every Prayer I heard 'em say He brought me from a mighty long wayAnd now today I can testify that I believe itAnd on my way I realized He's the one who kept meWhen the storms of life arise, sleepless nights and desperate criesHe has captured every tear assuring me He hearsEvery prayer, waiting on the answer only to discover He is nearAnd He hears every prayer for He has done great thingsAnd I believe He's a God that always answers prayerI heard 'em say the prayers of the righteous availeth muchAnd now today I can testify that I believe itNow on my way I wanna let you know that He will keep youWhen the storms of life arise, sleepless nights and desperate criesHe's captured every tear assuring me that He hearsEvery prayer, waiting on the answer only to discover He is nearAnd He hears every prayer for He has done great thingsI believe He's a God that always answers prayerDon't despise the tears you've criedOr the prayers that you have pra