COMING OF AGE

I remember like it were yesterday that day we assembled for the first class as Biomech students. Looking all fresh and desirable (well at least most of us were), clean shaven for the dudes and newly done hair for the dudettes. we were proud to belong and proud to be in campus. No one was jaded ...we were energetic...Life was bright and welcoming, Ah! life was rosy.

For me the greatest experience was getting to appreciate the diversity that was embodied in us as a class. Dress-code-wise and otherwise Ha! ha! Oh, the fashion cop would have had a field day with us all. A few words to tell you what am talking about are: Hanson shoes, silky skirts, baggy trousers, multi-coloured suits ,yellow trousers........the list is endless.
This article is not about fashion, its about you and me....coming of age.

We have endured much as a class, from the days of carrying T-squares to thermodynamic Lab reports, we have come a long way.Omari has been re-incarnated, Kiplimo still haunts us, damn. we have drank together and merried our sorrows away in the direst of circumstances. Picture this: a 'quarter' of Richot some how finds it way into my hands on a monday morning, I'm fighting the urge to drink it since its 7:45 and I have a Calculus paper at 8:00. Yet i know if I dont, my roommates will. I down its contents in a hurry and head to class. I'm in a dazed state and striving to maintain my comportment, mentally speaking. Halfway to the class, I meet a hoard of noisy mechatronics students claiming that the CAT has been postponed. I leap for joy as the after-taste of the alcohol continues to blur my senses gradually but surely. When I finally get to my room, I'm totally inebriated, I slump to my unmade bed in a fit of unexplained laughter and fall into deep sleep. What would have happened if I had done the Calculus CAT?
Well, I guess we shall never know.

Our choices have not always been informed ones, Personally I have messed up. We've been branded names like Kamonja and Mwash 'kuwaka', Muthuri, Kitoosh, Benrocks!!!!!, Mary-anne Erico 'mbeed' Doosh, Fay( read fay-eeeee), sucrose 'moshi/ chimney' etc.We have come of age.
Calvo is noisy.....finally broke out of that cocoon of silence( he was my room-mate, I know!!!). Josey is finally funny. i mean, we cool!

What we need to do now is get our brains cracking and get our butts registered by ERB that monstrosity of a board.PEACE OUT> have a beed day wont yah!!!

the long hiatus

The long holidays are almost done, thankfully so for me since i have slowly become a couch potato. I have found it increasingly hard to leave the sofa and the ever glowing T.V screen (our link to the Eutopian lifestyle).

Life away from books-specifically exercise books has been sweet and smooth. For a while i forgot about biros and their cost.Mmmmh the long-lived sleep in the early mornings has just been so fulfilling but the home-made food just hits the spot.

Biomechanical and Processing engineering. Quite a mouthful of a course don't you think? Yeah, i thought so too but hey, who's asking? We all love it don't we?
A blood-sucking hell of a course.Laden with all manner of hitches and bumps. By the way, what happened to our registration fracus-anyone? did it materialise? 3rd year is going to be one hell of an uphill climb -bookswise and otherwise (know what I mean?) for me its a make-or-break year. The year i finally settle down to the nitty-gritty. The year i hang my running shoes-so to speak.

To all biomech dudes and dames, heres to a prosperous 3rd year together-(raise your glasses but put down the alcohol!!!) cheeers!

Biomech tractor ...

International tractor ...,
originally uploaded by asmundur.

This is the hallowed tractor that will carry us all to glory. Remember the incident in first year? This picture should serve as a reminder of the crap we have endured thus far.

Ksenija Osolnik & Larisa Lesjak

Ksenija Osolnik & Larisa Lesjak,
originally uploaded by Peter Kremzar.

work of art

KAMA BIOMECH INGEKUWA DAME

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originally uploaded by anna. b.

Your lush lips swell sweetly to the welcoming sunshine,
serene eyes dotted with exquisite allure
sure to grace this biomech grapevine
with love so true and pure.

I would ride this tractor with you,
the Massey-Ferguson and Ford one too,
I'll Carry your spanners during attacho,
kiss you before i even say hallo

Damn, and I was free-styling it!

FLUID MECHANICS

Waah! what a CAT that was! nearly got busted dubbing Tonics , phew, that could have been a low blow.
The mood has finally kicked in and I can't wait to see how my good friend benrocks will handle this one. He can be a tad-lazy at times, especially when he has to play computer games instead. Don't you just get mad when he can't hear you shouting in his bunny-ears? Yet again I place his advert for free: Computer services@ Benrocks'.

And whats with all the vulgarity of one Too? This guy just gets on my nerves...He just won't shut up!! But he has this great talent of making the funniest and rarest of jokes. Picture this, I have just chucked from my room to check out a practical report from Chege that is due the next day. Unluckily, I bump into Too at the threshold of Chege's room and he asks me: Umekuja kumangwa? Damn, how does your brain conjure such nonsense? I mean, couldn't he have asked: Unataka? It only happens in biomech, people.

ANOTHER DAY DAWNS

We are just beginning a period that calls for the utmost cooperation amongst us. We are entering the exam period. So much is given and taken during this time, we are brainwashed- literally! I mean , all we have learnt for a whole semester is taken in a flash period of 2hrs or less!

Picture this, we are all seated in bated breath, hoping that what we crammed last night graces the morning paper. We talk in hushed tones asking our friends and foes alike to place their work strategically . And we should, I mean-I hate failure and I hate dees.

To all biomech members and players, this is from the heart: I don't wanna be stranded in the middle of a n O.D.E question while all you can do is give me the goddam sheet of paper.
Let us help each other, (I hate the way I sound today) let us forge into the attacho period supless and ready tio drink drink drink, regardless.....damn, I should do a post about attacho soon. To all soil water die hards....you can't touch this!!!!!!