Thursday, October 30, 2008
Pronounce it right.
I feel like KJ 52 right now. People assume since the 5 and 2 are next to each other, it should be read fifty two! On the contrary, It is pronounced KJ five- two.
This has happened to me as well on many occasions of first encounters, sometimes virtual, other times physical. Someone reads my nick name and assumes I meant never ender... banange, have mercy on my self baptised nick name!! C'est ne pas never ender.
Follow with me.
1. What in heaven would never ender mean?
Never ender... A thing or person that ends the possibility of impossibility?
Or something that never ends perhaps?
2. Why would someone call themselves never ender? Perhaps he is never ending? Kinda like God...kinda like blasphemous? Huh?
3. It sounds so un cool, kinda like Lil Wayne, or Rihanna, or Prince, or Marilyn Manson..(yes I do not like those people..and note, I said like.
Stand corrected all ye who have made the error of calling yours truly never ender. That is not what it is. It is Take note. Okay?!!
Onto other matters.
I am still feeling wretched...yet I am much better off than those who perished in the quake of Pakistan, much better than the relatives of those in fated accidents in Ug of recent, much better than the women from Karamoja whose occupation is handy. Yet these comaprisons offer me no consolation, no real anchor, nothing to set me to tears.
Depression is a disease.
I need a doctor.
God I kinda need you to usurp this feeling. Help. I guess I need divine intervention.
Even October has ended!!! Sincerely...been too long in comfort zones.