The fight

I have so many thoughts in my head; some intelligent, others downright stupid, others bloggable such those thoughts are

Is EABL making losses now that everyone i know swears by tea and hence Ketepa taking all the money.

Have people already started breaking their new year resolutions;
The most culprits are;
I won't smoke
I won't have sex at least without a condom
I will loose weight

Lets say i had one of loosing weight; now i have decided instead i will play reverse psychology with myself and say my resolution is to gain weight. Because ever since i decided to loose weight not a day passes without wondering if i could consume a plate of chips. And the wonder sometimes doesnt stop there! Lets just say i have been having too much plate of chips!!! Ngai fafa. Then i thought to myself if i purposed to eat chips thrice a day i might actually get bored by my idea. Aarggghhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Anyway that was to deflect you from the reason i am writing a post today.

Just after the end of December last year i had a fight. Potash Misery Loves Company! with my small siz

I told her i was going to use my bag (It might not be Guess's Prada) but still it is my bag and i love it. Since people's opinion of whats good or not rarely applies to me that bag might not be as worth a fight as it happened. Now, i don't like fights but sometimes all you have to do is fight. The years's pressures, the fact that we had not fought for over an year and my bag provided best excuse to indulge in hitting each other's body parts.

anyway this is how it went

It started with a verbal fight.

My sis "You can't tell me i wont carry your bag and you carried my shoes when you were going to Kampala"
Me: What does your shoes and Kampala hav to do with the fact i want my bag

Her: You are so selfish
Me: Damn right i am

Her: I am not giving you the bag
Me: You are not going anywhere with it!

Her: Ok just stand there and lets watch
Me: Sawa but remember you are going nowhere with my bag

Her: Get out of my way
Me: No

Her: Kwanza i want that sweater you went with it and didn't come back
Me: (sudden amnesia) which one?

(That sweater i lost it in Tamasha but i have never admitted to having taken it! and neither can she prove i had it)

Me: I have never seen that sweater, i have never even worn it!!!!

Her: I am getting late
Me: Use my other bag, i am using this one
(offer not accepted)

Her:its too big
Me: I dont think so

Her: stop wasting my time
Me: You are being stupid! Cant you just use that bag i am telling you to use

The physical fight
I was hit for the first time!!!
Since i am a gentle lady i didn't hit back

Me: You actually hit me?
Her: Why are you calling me stupid
Me: I think you are really being stupid
She hits me again

Me: If you are going to hit me again, you might as well be prepared to spend a night at Kenyatta Hosp
Her: I am going to kill you

Afraid of spending an evening next to Sadaam Hussein, i try to snatch my bag from her

The spoiler
I live wit some cousins and they came and spoilt the fight

they ask my sis for my bag. She gives them and they hide it

Guess what she is crying, i haven't hit her myself!!!

My small bro that time is screaming and beating my sis and telling her to stop acting like a child (he he he)

So what?
We stop fighting, she gets another bag and goes wherever it is she was going

The next day
I wake up feeling so tired and achy. All parts of my body were aching and i was wondering what was wrong until i heard my sis telling someone that she could nt make it because she had fallen did i realize we both had body aches.

Lesson
Everythime you feel life's pressures are too heavy and you have no one to turn to Fight! Not even going to a gym after one year could give me such body aches