Farmgal

I have loved you for a very long time, Why don’t you show me you love me?

I have sat here waiting, waiting for you to call. I have watched the phone for hours,

waiting for it to ring or even beep.

I know you’ve told me countless times that you love me, but is telling enough?

I need you to show me that you love me. If you truly loved me, you’d express

it in some sort of action.

I wish you would call me, buy me flowers, give me chocolate, spend some quality

time with me.

Do something that you know is my love language. You know what it is.

Time, yes quality time is my love language. I don’t care so much what we’ll do when we are together.

All I want is time with you. I want to tell you things that you know not about, my plans for you and me.

How could I do that if we never talk?

I sit here in tears and an aching heart, wondering why you will not call me. If you’re reading this, I need you to call me.

We can’t be lovers if we don’t talk. We can’t lie to the world that we love each other, if we don’t know each other well.

love is giving, give me abit of your time. Am not asking for much am I?

Please call me!

I was lying in bed and I heard God speak to me. Please call Him, spend time with Him. He is longing and waiting. I heard His voice and I saw His anguish.

love you guys

Be blessed.

I have just realised that I have an unexplained habit. I don’t know why I do this but I tend to reply emails in two part.

I sent someone an email today and that’s when it hit me.

I'm excited about moving here. I was kinda tired of looking at my previous blog.

Karibuni sana and feelanga free to comment when you can. Am still working on the links though and any input by yourselves will be appreciated.

Merci

The devils’ lies are so presentable that we accept them as truth.

Terry Law

They may not be the best lakini had to share….mocha those Tees you chics were selling are sawa!
Nonini is in the first pic
my mates and I in the third last one.

I am so proud to be Kenyan. I still have this fuzzy feeling in me. All brought about by the energy the cheering fans put into it.
Met some people I havent seen for like five years too!

We called the boys in blue jana evening…..you see the mama in pink and white, she saw that lady in town juzi. It still stinks and honestly it feels like a morgue that is bila power. The cops were ready to smash the door down. They only stopped coz that woman in pink had seen her. Now we’re waiting for the council guys to check it out.

Guys I think one of my neighbours has died in her flat. No one has seen her for over a week and there is very bad adour coming from under her door.

We have reported this to the city council, who have done nothing about it so far. I am thinking I should call the police or something. We were talking to the other neighbours about it but they reckon her pet might have died, and that she might have gone away.

will keep you posted….

Right now am kinda scared of even going past her door. What is it with the dead that scares me?

I went to see Kenya play rugby at Twickenham on the weekend. will post pics by tomorrow. might I just say that am very proud of those boys. I sang my heart out!