OF BIRTHDAYS AND FRIENDS

 happy birthday to me.

I know it’s been long. I have missed you more than you know. Heck, I usually come and just stare blankly at you, the blank draft, and curse myself for not being able to put something down. Keeping you up to speed, it’s been almost a month since my last anniversary of being 21! Yay me! I can see you all rolling your eyes but who cares?!  So my friends through a surprise party for me which was an unexpectedly-fall-backwards-with-your-chair-moment because I WAS SURPRISED! I know you’re all whispering, isn’t that the point of…. Wewe! Wewe! Do you know how hard it is to plan a surprise party for one of your closest friends who you hang out with 24-7? Do you?!  The look I’m told I had, was priceless! From sheer terror to happy seal clapping in a span of sixty seconds (see what I did there? Sixty seconds? Instead of one minute? Sounds way cooler) is one mean feat. Considering how nosy I can sometimes get. However they did it! We partied! We drank! We got wasted! We were almost ejected out of our home! We got lectured; actually it was my roommate who got the main wave of anger, sorry Kamathi! Love you! Word of advice: Liquor from other countries could be more lethal than you think, especially if you can’t read the label! (Cause it’s in another language…)

If my cake looked half this good, but I'm sure it tasted better!

I’d like to take this wonderful people for that amazing day: Warau, Liz, Kare, Emma, Lily, Kamathi, Judy, Jowi, Stella, Ndemo, Aluora, Angie, Gitz, Eric and L.V! You guys rock! You totally deserve these mentions! “Ikibamba sana wapi nduru?????????????” I NEED THOSE PHOTOS JUDY!

Don’t think I’ve forgotten everyone else who sent me birthday wishes. Texts, verbal messages, Facebook messages, Twitter messages, gifts and also those sent from souls and minds. Thank you! Even you Boaz! I only one issue, that HBD thing people write on facebook, it’s the most annoying thing ever! I figure if you have time to click on someone’s profile, you have time to write happy birthday. In full. Don’t tell me it’s the thought that counts. No one likes cheap gifts, especially from people who you know can do better. That HBD thing just feels like an insult to me. Like you’re in such a rush you throw it in there for courtesy sake not cause you actually care. I would rather you didn’t write anything at all.

I have amazing friends. First of all they chose to be my friends. Second, they are yet to kick me out onto the curb! On a scale of Voldemort to Jesus, I’m a crossbreed between Archer and Mary, mother of Jesus. I’m humbly human. Yet they put up with me. I have done some stupid shit, from that time in class six when I pissed Warau off because I made that insensitive cinema comment (yes Warau I remember, and you made me apologize the whole break time) to second year med school when I gave Liz a smokie (is that how its spelt?) that I wasn’t really sure of its freshness (again sorry!). I don’t know why I did that Liz , and the fact that you brushed it of speaks volumes about you, nothing but good things! Man, I could have been the trigger to some explosive diarrhea. Unforgivable ish. I’m a lot of things in this life, like the Alanis Morrisette (I think? It just sounds like something she would come up with) song –I’m a bitch. You know the words…

I’m a bitch, I’m a lover;

I’m a child, I’m a mother;

I’m a sinner, I’m a saint;

I do not feel ashamed;

I’m your hell, I’m your dream;

I’m nothing in between, you know you wouldn’t want it any other way

Gracias to them! I love you all! You teach me more on life and love than an infinite number of romantic interests ever can. If I ever take you guys for granted you have my permission to shoot me on the foot. I can imagine the scene I minor theatre right now… The look on your infuriated faces as you go, “now we have a bloody fracture to fix. You’re lucky Di, we ensured it was through and through.” I weakly replying, holding a pressure bandage on my foot, “ Sorry guys! I won’t let it happen again” It shall be a never ending journey to try to be worth your friend. I hope I shall be able to see all you get you degrees, be professionals, walk down the aisle, have babies, and pass all of life’s milestones.

Speaking of milestones, I’m older!!! I don’t know what to expect; I don’t know, seeing my next birthday is high on the list. Good health too. Trust me, after being round in the wards for half a year makes you appreciate the little things, like waking up. Think about it. I have to think about my year list too!