I love it
Have you ever heard of free writing? Its when yuo write continously for a set period of time usually 30 mins without stopping or thinking and that includes not correcting your mistakes adn that is what i am doign now hence the plenty mistakes.
You should try it somtime.It is bizarre to say the least and already i have ran out of things to say. Its Friday today, Yeah!!! Anything exciting palnned for the weekend? I am doing doing a dance rehearsal this weekend for a performance next year. Nothing exciting either. Is it just me or do time fly so quickly….and even when yuo are not having fun. I have never blogged before this and i never would have if it wanst for work because I dont feel liek i have much to say or not in something that ppl will be interested in anyway adn besides most of the issues are covered by other poeple.
I have always wondered though that if i was any good at writing, I would have written such a great book on just the activities of people from a bus window. Trust me when i say, if yuo observe closely it is amazing what we get up to during the day.
Well my time is almost up. I didnt write for 30 mins though only about 10. But honestly try this please. It realeases stress…no kidding and it helps writers overcome block and critism. well again please forgive my mistakes and have a graet weekend.
On Saturday evening my friend called
to tell me how bizarre her Saturday had been. Her story goes like this….
Her very good long time friend from back home said hello to her via Skype messaging. She has been having mixed feeling about this friend because she was not sure if she was reading the signs or if the signs were there at all. For instance one day he will ask what qualities do you look for in a man and the next day he will call her ‘little sister’.
C’mon what’s a girl meant to think?
So on this faithful Saturday, she asked him why is he still single (with the aim of figuring out if there is any interest). He replied “I have not found the right person yet! You are not ready yet” he said. She somewhat shocked, asked “what? me?….stop being silly”
“Why is it silly?” he retaliated
Well to cut down a long story, she found reasons to say no to him. She then demanded an explanation as to what spurred this on.
In reply he is said ” honestly, I JUST WANTED TO ASSES MYSELF, TO SEE HOW I AM REGARDED BY THE OPPOSITE SEX. TO SEE WHAT REASONS A GIRL MIGHT NOT WANT TO DATE ME!!!!”
Not judging, but seriously?
My friend had been worried sick the whole day thinking of how to let him down lightly….. and the he comes up with THIS?
Sorry I just have to ask IS THIS NORMAL? Why do men (not all but majority) not think?
She doesn’t know how or if she wants to continue the friendship and me being a useless friend cannot help!!!
What do you think? Friends or not?
Hey. I found this really great article on The Guardian giving more and vivid accounts of the horrific four day terror in Westgate mall. The link will give you full details but here is an example.
At 12.30pm on Saturday 21 September, Frank Musungu, a sergeant major in the Kenyan navy, was sitting out on the balcony of the Artcaffe in Nairobi’s Westgate mall, next to its main pedestrian entrance. Military personnel had been advised against visiting the Kenyan capital’s high-profile shopping malls, in case they were targeted by terrorists. He went anyway but took his handgun as a precaution. Like many in the country’s poorly paid armed services he had hopes of a job at the nearby UN headquarters and was meeting a friend in the diplomatic police to look over his CV. Their discussion was abruptly interrupted by rapid bursts of automatic fire only a few metres away.
Musungu looked down and saw four men striding towards the entrance to the mall, firing at the cars around them as they went. Before he could stand up the first grenade detonated. About 150 metres away at the vehicle entrance a second group of attackers had driven their car through one of the barriers, scattering the unarmed security guards. They jumped out of the vehicle and began firing and throwing grenades at passers-by.
As Musungu and the policeman took cover, a bullet ripped through a woman dressed in black jeans and a T-shirt standing next to them. She had tried to run away and been shot through the back.
The woman in black was one of the first victims of a co-ordinated slaughter that had been planned for months; a small band of jihadi fighters, perhaps as few as eight, killed at least 67 people in what became an 80-hour siege. Building on detailed interviews with survivors, their relatives and members of the security forces, as well as insights from officials involved in the operation, it is now possible to give the most complete account so far of what happened at Westgate.
The picture that emerges is of a woefully disorganised response from authorities, where infighting and a clash of egos left a handful of Kenyan officers, an off-duty British soldier and an Israeli security agent, backed by Kenyan-Indian vigilantes, to fight heavily armed militants in a bid to rescue hundreds of shoppers. A friendly-fire killing in the early hours of the siege led to the withdrawal of security services, allowing the attackers to regroup, rearm from a weapons cache inside the mall, and hunt down desperate people hiding inside.
Like if you find them funny.
The boss returned from lunch in a good mood and called the whole staff in to listen to a couple of jokes he had picked up. Everybody, but one girl laughed uproariously.
“What’s the matter?” grumbled the boss. “Haven’t you got a sense of humor?”
“I don’t have to laugh,” she replied. “I’m leaving this Friday.”
A shopkeeper was dismayed when a brand new business, much like his own, opened up next door and erected a huge sign which read ‘BEST DEALS.’
He was horrified when another competitor opened up on his right, and announced its arrival with an even larger sign, reading ‘LOWEST PRICES.’
The shopkeeper panicked, until he got an idea. He put the biggest sign of all over his own shop. It read: ‘MAIN ENTRANCE’
This is the story of four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody. There was an important job to be done and Everybody was asked to do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that, because it was Everybody’s job. Everybody thought Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn’t do it. Consequently, it wound up that Nobody told Anybody, so Everybody blamed Somebody.
Employer to a leaving employee:
“It is certainly going to be hard to replace you. Especially on the salary we were paying.”
The boss was complaining in our staff meeting the other day that he wasn’t getting any respect. The next day, he brought a small sign that read:
“I’m the Boss!”
He then taped it to his office door.
Later that day when he returned from lunch, he found that someone had taped a note to the sign that said:
“Your wife called, she wants her sign back!”
Hope it made your day!!!!!
Originally posted on Kip McGrath Education Centre Camden:
Oh it is fair to say that we have all at one time or the other thought or said these words
“If only I had known”
“If only I said I loved you”
“If only I had more wisdom”
“If only you knew how I felt about you”
“If only I had the courage and strength”
“If only I had not drank so much”
“If only I had one more chance”- that’s a popular one isn’t it? A second chance….. The list goes on.
But what about this:
If Only I Had Paid More Attention To Languages At School be it French, Spanish, German, Italian, Latin, Russian….
We have to agree that the demand for languages is high. Personally I think these days being a monologist is
boring…..uninteresting but, what do I know. Let me give you facts:
As a Londoner and as fellow Londoners…
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