Nimusiima
@nimusiima
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Welcome to the second biggest club in the world, Rashford.
📞 "Yeah… It’s official." Rashford follows in Lineker’s footsteps.
Woman at the counter: “What’s your name again?” Me: Nimusiima. Woman at the counter: “Say that again?” Me: NIMUSIIMA. Hands me the receipt and it has Ninsiima.
Man, if you want to spend close to 15 minutes in an ATM, go to the bloody banking hall. Jeez!
Only thing I’m looking forward to in this interesting country of ours.
NOV 20-23. We gather at Adrift Overland Camp at Kalagala Falls for Ekigunda Ky'Omuliro, The Gathering of the Flame. New Home, New Adventures, Same Spirit! youtube.com/shorts/TLyLXmU…
Easy. Walk into a banking hall on one hot day to cool off. Stand in the corner and train your eyes on the muted TV - SkySports, Blitz, etc.
Before Fabrizio and the likes how did we keep up with transfer news?
Besides the graphics, Mr. John, go and play in the sand. SMH.
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I need him in an Arsenal shirt before I can post him anywhere. Even on my LinkedIn.
Kurt Wimmer cooked with the shots in Equilibrium. What a beautiful crafted movie.
“Never meet your heroes” is something I live by. I hate meeting the people I adore from a distance because I always think that’s how I find a reason not to like them. Always happens.
As a person who’s naturally quiet and laidback, it’s rare for me to approach someone. But this week, I walked over to one of my idols to mumble a greeting and he was sooo mean to me. I hate people 😭
Everyday you learn just how mean and heartless people y’all glorify on these streets are!
and tell them i couldn't help myself and tell them i was alone oh, tell me i am the only one and there's nothing left to stop me when the lights go out and we open our eyes, out there in the silence, i'll be gone i'll be gone 🕊️
It’s a few days after his departure. DJ Wil invites me to his farewell rock set on Bukoto Street. I find Jude Mugabi, Shawn Kawalya and a bunch of Ugandans. He played this song a couple of times. I had never been that emotional for an artiste. Well, maybe Radio’s passing.
when my time comes forget the wrong that i've done help me leave behind some reasons to be missed ... and when you're feeling empty keep me in your memory leave out all the rest chester, always in our memories 🕊️