Bumming syndrome

Being a new edition in the ‘High School Leavers’ club, the first thing on my list, as with everyone else, was party…and so were the next 15, but still I bum. Why you ask? You could say budget deficiency, lack of sleep, alcohol poisoning or even the fear of chicken (lol…is there a scientific term?); at the end of the day/night, you’re still at square one. Thus the ‘Bumming syndrome’.

So then, how to counter this fiend? Do something…yeh, I know you expected something big, but hey, it wouldn’t be the first time (Rich Dad Poor Dad, The Monk who sold his ferrari, who moved my cheese, the secret…). Kaizen works for me, but it seemingly doesn’t work for my zack, who appears to believe I sleep all day…Doing something better than you did it the last time, or at least striving to prevents the syndrome…I think. So the moral of the story, beware the chicken that samas…(lol) but really,find something to do. Anything…constructive.

Moving on, it seems that alcohol tolerance seems to work like weight lifting. Ok, I knew that after not touching pint for 6 months your minimum threshold would be set lower(yanii, you get tipsy quickfast) , but ati your upper limit drops as well? Shock on me…

I used to think I was safe…I was shocked the other day, walking home (at around 10pm)when I noticed 3 cars with hazard lights on in the distance. As I neared I realised they were all security trucks, surrounded by karaus.  I turned the corner onto the road leading to my digs to find 3 more cars with their hazards on and like 15 more cops. Given my long disheveled hair, I hoped to God that none of these jamaas thought I was Mungiki, that was, until I saw the three dead bodies on the ground. 2 were on the road, on on the sidewalk, and all three had bullet wounds to the chest, and were bleeding all over(is f***in 3 days later and their blood is still on there!). I think i wasn’t so traumatised cos i’ve seen some else did on this hill, but still, this was so eerie. All the karaus seemed at ease, pedestrians looked in horror as they passed, and given that there was only space for one lane, motorists also coasted to get a veiw of the late ’suspects’. So much for security…strange how I feel nothing as I walk at night, even though I now KNOW that my hood isn’t safe…

I’m fikain uni in a month…I’m really going to miss Nai.