Moving on

Sooooo... i'm moving to essex with my dad next week. I have a contract at Ford so I'll be working there.
I've found replacements/tied up what i'm doing here so I can leave without leaving anyone in the lurch... I know this move is not going to be like uni, i'll be living in chav city where the rent is cheap (at least to begin with) and off-licences are a plenty and I i'll be working with middle-aged men... but the pay is good and the canteen is brill so can't complain (and i'm going to come home every weekend)...

and incase you're worried, I have reassured my friends I wouldnt come back as a face-lifted, nose-jobbed, tummy-tucked, mini-skirted and white stilletoed socialite (but i didn't say anything about not returning a WAG, so there's my loop hole...)

girls just wanna have fun

this past year alone has seen 5 of my friends get hitched! not to mention the ones before! they did always predict i'd be the last one to get hitched and i feel like i'm still 16 inside!! none of my uni friends are hitched... its this place, its ageing me and everyone in it!

notice you, noticing me

i jus read an msn article about 10 things men hate seeing women wear and i was quite suprised to find gladiator sandals, leggings, headbands, oversized sunglasses and leggings all on the list! i love wearing all of those things!!! i wonder if that's really true, i'm going to have to ask...

when i get older, i will be stronger, they'll call me freedom, just like a waving flag

my mums tricked me for the last time! i don't know how she does it, she took me to wakefield on friday saying i'd put mendhi (henna) on one or two little kids and then we could go and so naively i went... i was sat at a stall at a junior school summer fair putting mendhi on little kids for 2 hours! i had kids comin up to me sayin "miss, miss can you draw me a pony?" "miss can you draw me a skull"
i really don't know how my mum does it, like i know for a fact that wakefield is a crap place to shop, i know its completely dead, i went there when i was 15, it was dead then and its even deader now! but she's still managed to convince me to go there 3 times in the past year!!

typo

jus realised i made a few spelling mistakes in that last post... i seem to have misspelt germany and holland (i spelt it as "argentina" and "brazil" by mistake)

in other news, i just got bak from my cousins wedding in morocco, it was quite a grand affair, completely different to other weddings i been to, but it was refreshing to go to a wedding and not have 20 different ppl ask me "so, wen r u gettin married?" i hate when ppl as me that, what do they expect me to say?- june 17th 2013?? i don't know! it's like asking some1 "so, when r u going to die?"
another question i hate is "are u looking (for a guy)?" to me, that question means "do u check out guys?" and of course the answer to that question is "ever since i hit puberty, maybe a little before" silly ppl with silly questions

here we are now, entertain us

so the world cup is upon us and if i was a betting (wo)man my money would be on argentina (or maybe brazil, i guess), the european teams have been.... uninspiring i think is the word... didnt find they played well or were entertainign to watch, unlike the brazil vs ivory coast game just now, lol at the referee with the second handball goal, i cud just imagine that convo with the player,
"u didnt handball that ball then did u??"
"Noooooo of course not, would i lie to you?"
"phew, for a minute then i thort u hand balled twice! silly me"

though at times, in the midst of all that diving i wondered wether the brazilians would make better actors, all that rolling around in pure agony just becoz they ran into someone, but ivory coast taught them a valuable lesson in diving with that poetic sending off.... ohh the drama of football...

Honeymoon

i got bak from my travels last week (went to bali, langkawi and to kuala lumpur to see our frends), we literally just booked return flights to bali for a week with 2 nights accomodation in the first 2 nights so we wouldn't be stranded... stayed in seminyak for 2 nights but it was a bit too quiet for our liking with not enough life, so we walked along the beach to legion where we found a local travel agent and booked ourselved 2 days in Ubud, which is apparently the cultural heart of bali..
there isn't really much to do in ubud excpet walk through rice fields and there is a "market" of sorts
...well now it is a market but jus the sort that sells the same tatty stuff on every stall, not the "hand made by local craftsmen" haven we had dreamed of (in fact, the plane to bali was probably the only thing that was hand made by local craftsmen)... then we walked through the famed rice fields to an "organic vegetarian restuarant" that served both meat and fish. we asked one of the other tables wots good and were assured the food was just wonderful and they recomended us wot to order. so we ordered. my order turned out to be cold vegetables in vinegar (not nice at all) which i even doubt was organic and as for shima... well... shima ordred wot turned out to be hummous and rice with a side of rice, so enough said
a day trip is more than enough to see wot ubud is all about, so we decided to ditch ubud and head to kutta, which we loved for all the reasons people hated (its busy, bustling and full of aussie surfers ;)). we chilled on the beach, went snorkeling, etc and went to lambogan, toured the island a little and just relaxed
bali itself isn't a tropical paradise with white sandy beaches or good shopping or even good food but we had an amazing time there, i guess coz we were quite close when we were in our teens then drifted apart during uni and now we picked up where we left off- being giggling immature little girls...

coalition

i really feel like i should say something about the political situation but i don't really hav a very strong political opinion and know embarasingly little about it but i do think david cameron and nick clegg make an extremely cute couple, especially in their recent press conference where nick clegg pretended to walk off it was soo cute, the way they'd stare lovingly and at times intently as the other spoke, me and my sister were just watchin and couldn't help but smile and say "awww"

bright blue sky

cnt beleev its almost may already! wow doesnt time fly, still havent got round to bookin my winter getaway!
i've warmer weathers to look forward to now anyways, and i seem to be gettin lazier by the day, can't beleev wen my dad said tht i'm a lazy bum and i seem to take my mess with me wereva i go and that my sister's a hard working, go getter! soo not true, my sisters gettin lazier by the day too, just yestrday i told her to open my ballot papers and fill out all my voting forms for me coz i can't be doin with readin all them papers they send, (readings not my thing) and she refused sayin she couldn't be bothrd!! she's soo lazy, and she won't even cook for me!

Chicken run

the chickens tried to make a run for it the other day but luckily my brother saw them, just as well bcoz i wasn't gonna chase chickens down our street in my dressing gown like some sorta crazy person.
i'd quite like to own a farm and some livestock some day, but for now, i'd rather eat our chickens. ppl find that "barbaric" or somthin wen i say tht, but i dnt get it, it's not like they're vegetarians themselves. even my mum, altho she's prepared to cook it, she won't eat it! i know ppl say its weird to eat the animal you looked after but i jus dnt understand that concept at all, its not like we adopted it as our own!

chicken & chicken husband

so we got some chickens yesterday, we couldnt have picked a better day, with the snow and that. i thort we were getting a chicken and a man chicken, i was even gonna call the man chicken chiku and its wife adam (after my little brother) but we got 4 women chicken instead (guess ill still call 2 of them chiku and adam)... so today i need to get some hay/straw for them but i got no idea where to buy that from. my cousin said tesco sells it but i dont really fancy going into tesco and asking where they put the hay...

A quest

isn't it annoying when you get asked the same question 20 times. it could be when you meet several people in a day and they all ask (as a convo starter ) "how r u today?" or it could be more prolonged like, like a question u've answered 1000 times over a 5 year period like "so what made u do engineering?" well im the sort of person that dnt like repeating themselves so i try and come up with exotic new ways to answer the same question...

another question that keeps coming up is "what are your hobbies?" (wen u meet foreign ppl who can't speak english very well, this is one of the first few phrases they've learnt for that special time when they meet an english speaking person lol).
as annoying as this question is repeated, i couldn't help but notice that i must come accross as a pretty boring person. of course the true answer is "not a lot, watch tv, shopping, go out, gym" and thats been the truth for longer than i care to remember. in fact i noticed that i must do those things a lot when my instructor actually noticed when i wore a new pair of trainers and gym shirt! (not because i'm that disgustin and always wear the same exercise t-shirt, i have about 5 or 6 that i rotate round.. eherm.... anyways...) Soooooo i'm now on a quest to find a "hobby" so i can come up with more exotic answers, and i thought i'd document this wondrous journey...

...you see, the problem is, i'm not a very charitable, patient, enthusiastic or a particularly skilled person which makes this quest quite difficult. I decided that i shud have reached the maturity to to be charitable now.
So i worked with children, and this particular sitation sums my experience up: i was teaching a child phonics and to sound out the letter G. "g" "g" "g!" i made him repeat it 20 times looking at the letter, then i stopped, and came bak to it few minutes later and asked what sound the letter G made and he said "Juh!" ARGGHH i felt like bangin my head against a wall!!! (the stiation is more a reflection on me and my lack of patience then on the child) ...but i did gain a new found respect for my primary school teachers

Then i decided i should work with adults so i went to volunteer at a centre for adults with disabilities so i went all enthusiastic and smiling like something the sunshine threw up. It was quite active but then this old man (he had a mental disability) took a shine to me and followed me around everywhere and staring at me intently and he kept touching my back/shoulder and it just freaked me out, even more than when i was on raisa's laptop and stumbled accross an email account that had my name @google.com

And so the quest continues...