Saturday, July 15, 2006

i return

world cup is over
my team won
my club wasn't relegated.
Things could be better but I'm happy with how they are

Thursday, June 29, 2006

And there were 8

Group A: Germany
Group B: England
Group C:Argentina
Group D:Portugal
Group E:Italy
Group F:Brazil
Group G:France
Group H:Ukraine

Notice any thing odd?
Only one team per group has made it to the last eight.
Of the eight, six have previously won the world cup. Infact, of the seven nations that have won the trophy, these were the last six to win it.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

blog break

Things that make me not blog

  • Parties
  • Death
  • other people
  • THE WORLD CUP!!!!!!!!!
I'll be back

Monday, May 29, 2006


I have lost syke for blogging
I dunno how or when this happened but, i have

Maybe I'll be back

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Kenyan thugs

Is it bill?
Is it a road?
No!! its a kenyan thug in the name of an MP(aka mheshimiwa)
Ati the want to add their mileage claims backdated to last year june.
I think I speak for all when I say they can all
GO TO HELL!!!!!!!

Saturday, April 22, 2006

True story!!

The other day I was merrily making my way from point A to B without really thinking of my surroundings (my mind was far and I had zoned out)

So, I turn a corner and all of a sudden my natural instincts were aroused and alarms started going off in my head. There she was, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, that day!!

Unfortunately she was walking in the opposite direction from me, and the look had just last a couple of seconds. So, I tried to get another look by turning my head in her direction, (at this point think TOK she’s hot she’s blazing…)

I begin to turn my head and just then the corner of my eye I caught sight of yet another beautiful lady, torn between what look I should take, my brain had a minor malfunction message before trying to turn back to the direction I had originally faced. (i.e. second fly mama)

Then, there it was I heard nothing. Not a sound: but the pain!! Oh the pain!!

My neck couldn’t hack it!! I was in trouble!!

I had forced my neck to perform motions that are best left to cartoons and was now paying for it. I was near the hospital and actually considered going into the casualty centre, then I realised that the doc/ nurse would ask, “what were you currently doing that caused this injury?” and quickly dismissed the idea.

But you know what, it was worth it. Every fly woman I see is worth it (and there are so many of them in Kenya!!!)

I have no funky way of signing off this post so………

Leave a comment if you feel like

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

what's in a name

Now this is what I call blogenius!!
I want to know from you and for the sake of others what made you come up with the blog name you currently have?
Simple aint it?
1. Tomas rules!!!
2. Try and be truthful.
3. Management of this log reserves right of comment approval(if I dont like ya story i might just chuck it)
4. I'm kidding about "3"
5. Refer back to "1"

I actually came up with my blog name easily... its a modification of my not so frequently used 1st name.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Our future...

Do you remember how we were in class 8 (those who did class 8) the way we were to read for excess hours in order to get marks that would take us to “the high school”?
Well, if we thought we read a lot its nothing compared to what today’s kids go through.
I have a kid bro who’s doing the big exam. This is his program
Monday to Friday

7:00am to 5:00pm: school
5:00pm: go home
5:30pm to 10:00pm: homework/tuition

7:00am to 2:00pm: School
2:00 to 4:00pm homework

When will he relax? Play? Socialise? Grow?
I’m worried!!
I hope I’m not alone.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

The Hunter

The spotter: The initial sighting. The prey is in plenty. It has come in droves and the hunter mingles in the crowd, gauging, measuring, weighing. Slowly the hunter eliminates his prey until finally one candidate is selected.

Prep: The hunter retreats to the corner of the room and gathers his thoughts, a strategy is quickly formulated, taking into account any and all contingencies that may need to be taken up if things don’t go according to plan.

Approach: Once all plans a re ready its time for action. An assessment of the prey’s movements is done. The hunter is patient and is willing to wait this out all night if he has to, waiting, waiting for the right moment to move in. Then, there it is the moment he’s been waiting for. He moves in quickly lest another undetected hunter is in the environs after his prey.

Contact: He quickly makes himself acquainted to his prey through some form of “verbal prowess” common lines are: Hi how do you know the host? That’s a nice (piece of clothing, etc)! Or more tired things like that.

Compe: “Hi sweetie!” just before you say “hey…slow down we just met” you notice a taller/richer/smoother/better looking dude (Her man!) And yet the question in your mind goes, “what’s he got that I don’t have?”

Retreat: Ahh! You desperately look around the room should to find an escape route. You don’t see it but still murmur an “I’ll see you later” while backing up.

Briefing: Mission was a total disaster “I’ll be back!!!”

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Makaratasi (papers)

In December 2005 tomas took a break from blogging, socialising and other activities inorder to put his sole concentration on his studies.
The results chucked on the 20th of February 2006
I thank God for that.
Thanks for the encouraging messages y'all gave me!!!!!

Tuesday, February 14, 2006


This is definately a personal post. Anyway lets do this.
Despite my best effort to woo her (from poetry, to serious vybe lines, to watching for all the "signs") she said no!! The first few seconds after hearing those words I tasted the bile in my mouth, was speechless I tried my best to control myself and say something...anything!!! but I basically chocked. No tears were shed All I could do is to walk away before I said something I'd later regret.
Thank God she was honest instead of stringing me along like others might.
Now the big question is ? am I crushed am I moping down in the dumps?
No I'm not. Oddly enough I feel like a weight has been pulled outta my mind. I feel refreshed by the fact that even though she doesnt feel the same way, I am glad that I was fully honest with her.
Does it hurt? yes quite abit. but i'm now cool.
Tomas lives on

Thursday, February 09, 2006

My love is a natural thing.
It wells from a deep fountain within,
the feelings that I feel,
when I write this.
The tear rolling down my cheek,
my increased heartbeat,
the butterflies in my stomach,
the lost breath as I struggle to breathe.
It's the jealousy within,
of not wanting to let go.
The pride I hide,
when I want to show the world,
this love I have for you.
Why do I hide behind these words,
behind the ink and pen,
amongst the shoulders of men,
and the voices of peers?
Is it the fear of rejection?
a scornful look perhaps?
No.... I don't think so.
I know what it is.
Its the fear of the unknown
unknown feelings I thought were gone.
It's the fear of screwing up,
of ruining something special,
that I have with someone special.
A bond, a friendship, a connection.
That's why whenever I reach for your heart,
I hesitate and pull back.
What can I do?
Some say its better to love and lose,
than never to love at all.
I disagree!
All I want,
Is to love.
Not to lose,

Friday, February 03, 2006

Mineral water!!

Yes this post is about "mineral" water
Recently, well about a fortnight ago, my infinate wisdom got me sick (not a plan!!!)
In the lazy, comrade spirit of Nairobi University my roommate and I were too lazy to boil water. After a week of proving ourselves "men", this dude go the runs. Asin the minerals and stuff were too much for some fragile fellows to handle.
He si I was in trouble!!! especially with CATs attacking us frm left right and centre. Anyway I did what I could and when I could battle no more I ran home to recover.
After the usual tests the doc gave me some strange drugs!! I was not to go into direct contact with the sun or...... dont even remember why. Anyway thats the short of it.
All I can say is serves me right!! (Ha!! beat all of you who would have told me so)

Thursday, January 19, 2006

when the cops come......

recently as i was wondering around town trying to find my way home, i though of bank robberies an i came up with the following ideas concerning getaways. So, I did a survey and pitted certain means vs the "Utumishi kwa wote's" latest tool of discipline the Nissan X-trail!!
1. Walking
Not a plan coz u'll walk out of the bank planning to steal a ride BUT, the only rides available are toyotas for taxi drivers. (Kenyans nowadays are macho ur not abt to jack just anyone)
Conclusion: get a car. your own car!! coz if 5-os don get u the mob will!!!
2. Mat
Yes ladies and Gents we are exploring any and all possibilities. Mats are whack yo'd rather just walk coz as a kange once put it "jaza gari"(fill the car) so if you're a patiet man and maybe live in TZ where cops are polite DOnt get a mat
3. Toyota/Nissan
Deadly car within the city. can zip around with ease.modest driving skills can turn it almost into an F1 car. beef is, what u can do tha Xtrail can do although not as well but it can still do. Circumstances will force u outta twn & ur sunk coz the x trail will hunt ya ass down!!!
Conclusion: get a faster car
4. CRV/RVR & other SUV's
well if you have one of these you shouldnt rob a bank. they're abit unstable so corners might be tricky plus lets just face it you're not such a good driver. If u manage to run away, thenthe frustrated policemen will shhot rubber bullets that kill. you're better off struggling to pay ya mortgage
Conclusion: proceed at ya own risk.
5.Mercedes and the like
Remind me again why ur robbing a bank? sell the car its the reason ur broke!!
6. The ultimate getaways
They fall into 3 categories:
  • Town: Get a Toyota Supra or a Celica. ur as good as gone. cops wont see u let alone smell u Just hope u don get jam
  • Country: If u cant beat them join them. Buy a land cruiser and make them chase u to eastland where the roads will finish their rides.
  • All purpose: Subaru WRX, need I say more.......

Thursday, January 12, 2006

what next

Now that I have successfully finished the professional course that I was pursuing(results pending of course), there is a huge gap that exists that needs to be filled.
There are a thousand things tha I've wanted to do form learn guitar(rumour has it that its a ladies magnet) to being active in associations within campus. All of a sudden I'm spoilt for choice its like the best feeling in the world.
However I have a weird feeling that I'm now at a very crucial stage in life where the choices I make will determine what ultimately will happen to me (and all that bla bla deep stuff)
Can Anyone out there feel me