Campus Confession II

I love change,as a result I was eager to know what there is after campus,though it came with mixed reaction of happiness(no more books) and uncertainty(what next).There were so many unanswered questions(not yet fully answered even as I write this).All the same I had to face it.I told God to reveal to me directly(Plan A) what he wants me to do otherwise I will apply to 100 companies for job in Logistics and Supply Chain,Marketing & Graduate Management Trainee(Plan B).If a job comes,I will conclude it's God will, if it doesn't He wants me to go ahead with plan C which I love more than B.

My plan C is being in business.Unfortunately when business is mentioned there are some people who start seeing me busy selling unga,salt,sugar,or something of the sort.A kiosk or even better a tuckshop. Nooo,a business is a system that makes you money even when you are absent for an year because it has structures.

Most of what we call business is self-employment because they die when the owner leaves or dies as well.E.g, A lawyer who freelances his services,if he falls sick,there will be no money to be made,but if he has established a legal firm where he has employed other lawyers,even when absent his firm still makes money.Business should outlive us and be enjoyed by many more generation to come.

My colleagues and most of us,especially in Schools of Business want to do their 'own thing' in the near future but as it is said that there is always a starting point,which most of us think it's a job.So that one can go 'acquire capital' and 'skills and knowledge' to go start their own business.I beg to differ.If one has no interest in starting accountancy firm what skills and knowledge will they acquire working as an accountant?.If one is paid net of 50k,pays rent 10k,transport 6k,Food 6k, Entertaintment &Miscleneous 5k,Sambaza(Friends&Relatives) 5k,Tithe 5k...what remains is 10k,...Eeeeh,what can we say about acquiring capital.To make it worse when will one have time to think business when  being overworked as a donkey.When one get's to their house they just hug the bed dearly.

Campus teaches us that, we get good grades so that we can get good jobs.I'm slowly stamping that LIE,I signed while still studying.Jobs are as scarce as illiterate Chinese.I'm not shocked to have applied to 20 firms so far,5 regrets and 15 don't cares(no reply)...and my hunger to continue with my all time favorite plan C intensifies.

Dr Iraki,Mr.Mulwa, Dr Bitange Ndemo,Dr Njihia were right,thank you for giving me the real knowledge...leave alone those proud minded finance and accounting lecturers who thought within the box.They made me hate those subjects by challenging our minds into things I'm finding very stupid out here.Now that jobs are scarce,how will that question of Sleep,Consumption & Income in economics help me find a job or pay bills,how about those sets, how to account for assets instead of how to acquire assets.

To those studying and out here we have to find a solution in a creative way.I'm a testimony that one doesn't need money to start a business,just throw away that old way of thinking.As you study just know you are doing your best to get a profession, in whichever the field you are in,not to get a job or get rich but for self-satisfaction and actualization,it's no wonder one is supposed to study what they love.For one to make big chunks of money think business system.

I understand perfectly that not all can be entrepreneurs and therefore wish them well,ensure you get as many papers as networks as possible(watu wamesoma huku nje,haija!).

Despite all being said and done we will emerge victorious regardless of the route.See you at the top!

If you missed,check it out:Campus Confession I.

Why I joined O.D.M Camp

When  O.D.M is mentioned most of us perceive this are political news but nope!. Politics is another days' article...In  this context it means One Disappointed Man...and that person is me.Yesterday was a day of it's kind,I was having a C.A.T in one of the units I'm taking in my Undergraduate studies referred to as Accounting For Equities.When it comes to studies there is no time that one will fully say that She/He is ready to tackle that exam,there is still some doubt as to whether you've fully covered what is expected of you.

I convinced myself that I'm Ok and walked towards the exam station,from the hostel I was sharing with a friend how campus life is different from what everyone thinks when joining...like there is no working hard to pass,Every one is evil in campus...but on the contrary Campus can frustrate you if you lazy around, n this is a place where we have extremely good people but also extremely bad...lukewarmness ain't the language,you've to choose where you belong...

On entering the exam room the question paper was brought & what I saw eeeeeh,shocked me,I went through the question for the first time,no Idea,The 2nd,still no Idea n the 3rd,still no Idea,I resigned to fate folded my hands looked up,sideways,jotted a few things to gunner me a mark or two and majestically walked out knowing that's failure in one way,but success in another...

I hated the experience,the unit...n the lecturer.I condemned my brain...but I came to appreciate one thing Accounting is not my thing,I'm relieved.I'm not weak in any way it's only that my brain is tailored towards other areas in life and talented in other fields.

Cheerio Accounting.

Life,Just Started

I asked my parents how my life was when I was a toddler,the response: fun -oriented,inquisitive,vulnerable to diseases( Had even been admitted to a  hospital for Pneumonia) & wanted to be in the company of my Dad.

I recall my first day in Pre-Primary school,it was war,I didn't want to be separated  from the warmth of my parents.With time I got used,but I can't forget several incidences:

One is the porridge we used to take(hated it,but you had to take under supervision).

Second,the final exam used to be oral where you had to identify colour and alphabets.(Failed to talk, therefore it was decided I can't proceed, but my Dad insisted I had to re-take it in the presence of the head teacher and him too,it's then that I gathered courage and was allowed to proceed primary).

Third,the do's and don'ts and the final prayer of the day that used to go:"Thank you Lord for your care from morning till now Amen"And chuup! run out of class like we were from a jail.

Life too is so,has such experiences even as we get older and older:

#We tend to Love to the status quo.It will always drag us behind never to cherish the coming opportunities.

#Separation is part of our day to day lives,via circumstances,it will happen,we get separated from our old friends,acquaintances,colleagues,parents,fond times

#At times we will be forced to do things that are not pleasing or we even fear,but they are of great help to our endeavors.

#No Matter what we're going through  it will soon pass,and chuup! we'll be free  at last.

'Discambuate' This Man if You Meet.

Life is a journey.

It takes bold steps to move from one point to the other. A lot happen to our lives we may be tempted to almost give up. In the blink of an eye someone just appears from nowhere makes two or three statements in a jovial mood and all over sudden the room is filled with laughter and smiles.

There are people who create memories and help even to keep them alive. Took us the most memorable photos, made the most comical statements, shared with us their mind for reference in case of trouble.

Talk of creativity and all-roundness, these are the people who will give an approach to something and you'll be left,'ahaa, classic thought'. You  sit with them in a brainstorming session and let your thoughts flow, come up with an idea and they add a tonnes of weight ot it .It becomes concrete.

These are the kind of people you wish you met earlier in life. Things would never have been the same  again. But appreciate them since they came when they were needed most.

They indirectly teach you to love God by their commitment to serve, their zeal to see the best is presented to God. I mean they are restless when it comes to their service. At times they even make it humorous in their quest to give the best.
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One day an agreement was made to wake up for Morning Devotion, whoever wakes up earlier to call the others, so someone knocked his room at 5a.m,he met with a smile, 'Let's go', he was told,'aah,Yeees,yes', he replied, turned back and locked the door, 'Who are these??!' he was heard clicking, when gently asked in the morning he said that honestly nobody had called him! He must be dreaming I guess.

In another occasion we left from a sound-crew bash late night and all of sudden the noises of sufuria can't let me sleep, on checking from the sinks. I find him, 'Mluje ni Ugali!,hizo zilikuwa appetizer bratha',he said.
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As you get older Willy Siundu. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. May you continue shining in people's life.

First Day in Campus

When I was admitted and oriented to Lower Kabete I thought this was my life time chance to turn around things.I was optimistic that my course mate&lecturers would leverage my mind into realizing my long-lived dream of getting business ideas and exploiting opportunities.But I was amazed and amused to get into my 'Quantitative methods of Business' class to start another impractical journey into realizing my goal...

In short buddies do you recall the Micro-economics question on Consumption,Income&sleep OK tell where in real world will you apply such stuff.After conversing with fellow comrades they told me you have to struggle with this 'things' so as to pass get a nice grade and a well paying job...it sounds good en he!Here is the trap very few will tell you how you can use your entrepreneurial skills to apply what you are studying,some students argue that they don't have the money to venture into business but the reality is they don't have viable business ideas.I know entrepreneurs willing to finance people with great ideas...

My worry is who are the job creators if the 'smartest brains' think just like any other person who didn't school who only want a job & a mere comfortable life for his/her family whereas he has potential to do more than that.Guys let's blow our minds & stop playing safe and limiting our self by societal expectations & our poor education system tailored only for us to be job-seekers.

I have worked on the shock I received but I tenaciously hold on to my goal through paradigm shift of what others expect from me.

GMO Kids

Being through with exams is the best experience as student,I went basked in the field....I laughed when I remembered the awesome moments in my childhood days.

Class Two:
We were learning a singing memory game going like this,"head,shoulder,knees and toes..."unfortunately I had forgotten where the knees were!,I touched the head,shoulders,(skipped the knees) and touched the toes twice,wa,this was the first time I was caned on my butts(I added weight due to swelling,the teacher didn't have mercy)

Class Three:
I used to perform well but there was competition from friends especially one Tony,Alice,Stane...but an incident I will never forget is when I was told to go and buy a queen cake,oh my what's this!,I just went and asked for a cake and I was given mandazi-like cakes,I forgot the word 'queen'!,took it to the teacher but said no ,'I want a queen cake",but because I was jumpy and hitting the ball...again I forgot,'queen' I bought some bans took them to the teacher.Trouble!,I received some tectonic pinches that awakened my memory and for the 3rd time I was headed to the shop again for a queen cake,this time round I didn't go with the ball but I was on a chorus,'queen cake ,queeeeen caake,quuuueeeen ....' and on arrival at the shop I just let it out  loudly that everybody laughed,"QUUUUUUUUEEEEN CAKE!".

Class Four-Eight.
Life was fuuuuun and crazy:
The order was  playing soccer,boring and scary teachers except the G.H.C,endless games,receiving gifts for performing well.
But two incidences are vivid:

I wasn't going with any book home,To do what with them?I  wasn't going to read anyway,so I used to leave them in one of my friends shop whom we were in the same class.I  convinced my parents that after all,I will pass whether I went with them or not and they were okay.It was the case anyway.
One day  I was late for school,hurriedly I went picked up my friends books from their shop.On entering class the teacher was marking assignments only to find I don't have my books,wawawa!,talk of beating...

The class teacher,(we used to call him Kababa)in another incident found out we were making a lot of noise with the friends we were sitting next to,a reshuffle of sitting arrangement was done.We were very unhappy with the current one and somehow we re-arranged ourselves.We were back to our noisy status.The teacher was furious,came and told the three of us to go and wait for him in the staffroom.
Enhe!,Stane and I decided no way,this man will kill us so we decided to go and hide in the loos in the hope that he will forget,but during break time we decided to go to the field,play soccer then back to our hiding place.From nowhere someone just grabbed my hand,and on checking who,I was close to fainting.Kababa!.He then called Stane and we were locked in the past papers room for some minutes as he sipped coffee and snacks.Boom!,the door was opened,and a pipe close to 'Nyahunyo',wawawa...That is the best exercise I think he has ever had with human beings,I thought he was a retired paramilitary guy,talk of  no-orthodox beating!

...When I see kids today what they do for fun and the easy life academies have subjected them into,n I recall the things we used to do.I can only pity  how GMO they are.
Lessons stick when the test is fairly tough.The 'kababa' style.Memories stick best when I look at my how my legs are scary and 'defaced' but sporty.

.....I wonder why campus exams have to remind me all this.

Goodbye Campus

 Aroma Springs at Ngong' Hills

I woke up earlier today.2hrs prior to my normal waking time,I mean at 6am(very early in deed,hee,small head).I'm catching up with my short notes,mwakenya,of my last paper in campus,Project Management(DOM 402).'Yauauauaaaaaa,wuuui',this are yawning screams of Simon ,'Hungu/Hawks' as we usually refer to him who stays directly down my room in first floor of Meru hostel,I have been staying in Meru 36.Another comical guy who uses English like Babu Owino having been my room mate in 2nd yr,Kape 55 (This reminds me of the other rooms I stayed at;Kape 43 with Nderitu and New York  G03 with Muragz).

...At 9am,I'm seated at Biashara hall,Onserio Nyamwange is the one administering the exam.Well,the paper is fair but one had to think since it was mostly application.I like it since cramming has never been my thing.I was lucky to have chosen a specialization from Department of Management Science,they've really taught me to think nonparallel(Though of late I thought it could have been a brilliant idea if I had majored in  Marketing,though all my electives have been from).By 11:30 I was out though I didn't manage to finish all the questions.Que Sera Sera,whatever will be will be....I'm done with 8-4-4,16 years of mental,social,physical and spiritual growth but most importantly but dangerous,the easy fuuuuuuuun life.

Off to my hostel I let loud screams,it relieves I tell you.Picked up my phone and  called my Dad,'Hallo there,your son is done with schooling','Oooh that's brilliant,I'm very happy for you',he replied.After conversing a little he asked,'Have you rented a place to live',I chuckled and replied,'Yeah,yeah'..I knew that was a technical send off from home,anyway I can't go back there to suckle or what?I gat to be a man,you know.Thank you parents for all what you've done for me,it's your turn to watch the pace,I won't let you down when it matters most.I'll be all what I've ever promised.Don't worry about me any longer let rubber meet the road.

I then knock at Willi's room(neighbor) with a stick I was walking with.On opening the door, phuuua!,All eyes on me Anno,Challis,Gakuha and Willi, 'mzimamzima' they lift me and take me to the bath tab,'Kuoshwa reloaded and cleansing' that I've misbehaved.Mind you Jackie and Diana were watching.Anno is more interested with my feet(the instep,foot sword,toes and arch) and as he claims that,I have the ugliest legs on earth,scars and scaly(I have to confess I don't lotion my legs,stop imagining),he even says that I have a weapon of mass  destruction by my side.That I'll be telling my kids,'Can you come here or I get rid of my shoes!(Anno wewe!,hizo maskwembe zako zinakaa kama ..[Chinku atamalizia]).This guys have made life to be fun.

Ushers Lower Kabete CU

I walk down from the hostel and sat on dunga...I'm through with my studies and have to vacate by tomorrow,Wa!...my memory take me back to my LASTS,lecture in Quality Management by Dr. Okwiri,Acting during Bible Exposition,Aroma send off bash at King'eero,Usher's farewell at Kabete for a Choma,Class Fellowships,Bible Study at Block B21,Friday and Sunday Services on 11th and 13th April respectively,Dstv watching Real Madrid and Bayern Munich(Champions League Semi Final-1st Leg),Greenhorn Farewell at Laico Regency...I'll go for my last table tennis game later in the day,and waiting for a bonfire/academic fire tonight.

Thank you all for making my life happy in my stay at UoN,School of Business,Lower Kabete.
I'll always cherish the moments.Wishing you all the best there is in life.