Sacrifice vs appreciation.

[Guru]

Eish, Some fights women pick!

[system]

I remember visiting ya kwanza nikiwa form one. Nilingojea hadi jioni after that i learnt that mwanaume ni kusurvive. First i got visited my dad sent like 3 guys to call me n i kept sending them away saying mimi siwes tembelewa. What i appreciated most about my parents is that nilimaliza highschool bila kufukuzwa hata day moja shule juu ya fees arrears. Appreciated that more than the few times nilivisitiwa

[bjurmann]

I don’t remember those things but one day on fb, I saw who has birthdays in one,two and in a weeks time. I bought her a surprise gift. Ile furaha niliona amepata made me never ever to forget. The joy was real and out of this world. Make a point of remembering it. Women are different from men. Wanafurahishagwa na vitu za waana.

[WuTang]

@karl marx

Women’s mental architecture is such that they get excited by the seemingly petty things. So, don’t kill yourself if you discover that your wife is warming up to that hood’s loafer and only because the loafer sends her meaningless ‘sweet’ smes/poems plagiarized from the internet while you’re busy sweating it out in order to put food on the table. In fact, if such a thing happen, she will claim that you don’t ‘appreciate’ her but the loafer pampers her with ‘love’ which is nothing more than baloney.
A woman will, in most cases, be more emotionally attracted to the shady guy who flatters her, telling her how cute and angelic she is but she will silently hold in contempt her husband who, although rarely flatters her, works day and night in order to build that mansion for his family.
That said, you may want to download an app that will be reminding you about her birthday and automatically sends her a very sweet albeit plagiarized sms in order to satiate her vanity.

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[Fala_12]

@Web Dev

Mchape jioni ako na wana sana.

bora achunge asiendee ndugu yake

[WuTang]

Birthdays are used to extort items from men.

[system]

@karl marx

Women’s mental architecture is such that they get excited by the seemingly petty things. So, don’t kill yourself if you discover that your wife is warming up to that hood’s loafer and only because the loafer sends her meaningless ‘sweet’ smes/poems plagiarized from the internet while you’re busy sweating it out in order to put food on the table. In fact, if such a thing happen, she will claim that you don’t ‘appreciate’ her but the loafer pampers her with ‘love’ which is nothing more than baloney.
A woman will, in most cases, be more emotionally attracted to the shady guy who flatters her, telling her how cute and angelic she is but she will silently hold in contempt her husband who, although rarely flatters her, works day and night in order to build that mansion for his family.
That said, you may want to download an app that will be reminding you about her birthday and automatically sends her a very sweet albeit plagiarized sms in order to satiate her vanity.

Enough said!!

[Ka-Buda]

@Deorro

I remember visiting ya kwanza nikiwa form one. Nilingojea hadi jioni after that i learnt that mwanaume ni kusurvive. First i got visited my dad sent like 3 guys to call me n i kept sending them away saying mimi siwes tembelewa. What i appreciated most about my parents is that nilimaliza highschool bila kufukuzwa hata day moja shule juu ya fees arrears. Appreciated that more than the few times nilivisitiwa

I can relate to your case. I was barely visited in High school for the 4 years (thanks mostly to plenty of suspensions) so mbuyu would tell my mum ati unaenda visiting day ya nini na atafukuzwa tena akuje hapa.
The last parent`s day when i was in fourth form i was to recieve certificates for being the Journalism chairman and a Dining hall captain and sijui basketball i thought; hii ni kawaida tu, i will be alone again…
Lakini while in the Hall with the occassion underway,i saw my dad walk in and when my name was called he stood and cheered me on shamelessly!..
I have never felt so loved by my dad and i will never forget that day.

[system]

Hehehe…nasoma juzi comments nacheka tu. I don’t celebrate birthdays either, iwe yangu au ya mwingine. I was visited throughout my boarding years from class 5 to form 4. What I’ll however never forget is my mum’s reaction alipoona my kcse results

[madova]

hahaha maze,Kwa wale wanasema natombewa bibi i dont think so@Webdev
@Ebru,I get you didnt understand the meaning of hustling.Meant work kiyana.
@Mr Black,My uttermost attention is my little gals for now.We all know dad n his gals right?
@Electonics4& Emali,Some of these peeps were pampered in skool n they cant understand.
@Purr_27,Hehehehe,its just once imagin that has caused all this resentment.Damn it.

[WuTang]

@Luther12

Hehehe…nasoma juzi comments nacheka tu. I don’t celebrate birthdays either, iwe yangu au ya mwingine. I was visited throughout my boarding years from class 5 to form 4. What I’ll however never forget is my mum’s reaction alipoona my kcse results

How did she react?

[kingolonde]

@Luther12

Hehehe…nasoma juzi comments nacheka tu. I don’t celebrate birthdays either, iwe yangu au ya mwingine. I was visited throughout my boarding years from class 5 to form 4. What I’ll however never forget is my mum’s reaction alipoona my kcse results

Expound!

[MkenyaHalisi]

@Deorro

I remember visiting ya kwanza nikiwa form one. Nilingojea hadi jioni after that i learnt that mwanaume ni kusurvive. First i got visited my dad sent like 3 guys to call me n i kept sending them away saying mimi siwes tembelewa. What i appreciated most about my parents is that nilimaliza highschool bila kufukuzwa hata day moja shule juu ya fees arrears. Appreciated that more than the few times nilivisitiwa

Hapo umebonga kaa mtu kumi buda

[shocks]

luckily I was in a school near home that had so many panya routes it was impossible to man, wasipo nitembelea nilikuwa nawatembelea

[system]

@WuTang

How did she react?

@kingolonde

Expound!

Hehehe…pole kwa kuchelewa, kazi nyingi. In my days there were no mobile phones and SMS codes to get your results ASAP. I was in no hurry to go for my results either but after about a fortnight, I gave in to her curiosity nikaendea. Didn’t bother to call in advance to find out anything, I simply just went. About 500m to the gate, I met with our lab technologist and he was the first guy to tell me my results.

Anyway, I get to the school and walk in to the headmaster’s office and dude literally jumps out of his seat to receive me (he was a very good guy by the way, hadi wa leo tunaongeanga sana). I have a look at the results list and for the first time it hits me I passed well (got an A mean grade). Now I’m quite happy. Grinning widely even. He takes me to the staff room where we share a cup of tea with all teachers present and reminisce over the past few years and I get to say my thank you to them. Then I’m asked to address the then candidate class & form 3s, which I happily do (high school by the way taught me the art (skill?) of public speaking). I get to answer a zillion and one questions from everybody and later on collect my results slip (the KNEC cert came several months later) and leaving cert then make my way home.

My mum, at the time, sold cereals at the local municipal market. Still does. So I had to pass buy nichukue funguo za nyumbani. Of course I have my documents with me. One thing you must however realize is that introverts are never really that good at revealing their emotions, not in public anyway. Yes we get happy and excited like everyone else but that’s just about it. we don’t understand the fuss that everyone else makes about their happiness and excitement. Anyway, I navigate the myriad of vibandas and get to my mum’s and she tries to read my face but sees zilch. So she’s like, eeh kwani mtihani ilikuwaje? Didn’t talk much, just gave her the envelope ajionee. so she takes a look at it, sees the mean and erupts into some traditional jig mpaka hao wauzaji wengine wakaja kuangalia ni nini kinaendelea. Mimi nikasonga kando kidogo and I’m like ‘do I know her’?

[system]

@shocks

luckily I was in a school near home that had so many panya routes it was impossible to man, wasipo nitembelea nilikuwa nawatembelea

[Ka-Buda]

@Luther12

Hehehe…pole kwa kuchelewa, kazi nyingi. In my days there were no mobile phones and SMS codes to get your results ASAP. I was in no hurry to go for my results either but after about a fortnight, I gave in to her curiosity nikaendea. Didn’t bother to call in advance to find out anything, I simply just went. About 500m to the gate, I met with our lab technologist and he was the first guy to tell me my results.

Anyway, I get to the school and walk in to the headmaster’s office and dude literally jumps out of his seat to receive me (he was a very good guy by the way, hadi wa leo tunaongeanga sana). I have a look at the results list and for the first time it hits me I passed well (got an A mean grade). Now I’m quite happy. Grinning widely even. He takes me to the staff room where we share a cup of tea with all teachers present and reminisce over the past few years and I get to say my thank you to them. Then I’m asked to address the then candidate class & form 3s, which I happily do (high school by the way taught me the art (skill?) of public speaking). I get to answer a zillion and one questions from everybody and later on collect my results slip (the KNEC cert came several months later) and leaving cert then make my way home.

My mum, at the time, sold cereals at the local municipal market. Still does. So I had to pass buy nichukue funguo za nyumbani. Of course I have my documents with me. One thing you must however realize is that introverts are never really that good at revealing their emotions, not in public anyway. Yes we get happy and excited like everyone else but that’s just about it. we don’t understand the fuss that everyone else makes about their happiness and excitement. Anyway, I navigate the myriad of vibandas and get to my mum’s and she tries to read my face but sees zilch. So she’s like, eeh kwani mtihani ilikuwaje? Didn’t talk much, just gave her the envelope ajionee. so she takes a look at it, sees the mean and erupts into some traditional jig mpaka hao wauzaji wengine wakaja kuangalia ni nini kinaendelea. Mimi nikasonga kando kidogo and I’m like ‘do I know her’?

I dont like this;… I LOVE it!!!
Haki there is very few things in life that make you happier than to make your parents proud of you. Kwanza your mother…what better blessing could you want?

[system]

@Ka-Buda

I dont like this;… I LOVE it!!!
Haki there is very few things in life that make you happier than to make your parents proud of you. Kwanza your mother…what better blessing could you want?

Very true bro. They get to see that their struggles to provide for you amounted to quite a lot.

[highschooler]

sacrifice na appreciation zinaandamana

[madova]

Buda,The balance is like walking on a tight rope with this economy of chasing deals 24-7.