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Someday Hmmmm.. Poppie baji mentioned shawarmas in the comments on the last post.. yes baj I havent had one in ages either... insha'Allah soon... and you know what baj.. when you mentioned 'em.. my mind went back to that fateful day.. (btw people, shawarma and frappucinos so MIX). And yes Alhamdulillah I am in a new job and its going well.. Duas always appreciated tankuu bewy much... Right... I read this a coupla days ago.. (it was an email forward I think) and couldnt stop laffing and ofcourse being the regular blog updater I am, decided I should share with all in blogistan. By the way, I'm not sure about the statistics provided in the paragraph below, just read the funny bits ok! "Quantas Problem Solving" After every flight, Qantas' pilots fill out a form, called a "gripe sheet" which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft. The mechanics correct the problems, document their repairs on the form, & then pilots review the gripe sheets be...
Brimful of Asha Ladies and Gentlemen, It's me. Who, you say? I say me and if you can figure it out, Binje gives you a cookie. I certainly am not sharing my chocolate chip, macademia nut cookie. That would be quite unheard of. And why am I here? Why, where else would I be? Not studying that's for sure. I am supposed to tell you that Binje is.. well, Da Binge, or Bman, or whatever you want to call him but I figure all of you know that already so we shall not go over that again. (Binje is outside fighting the crocodiles, and oh look, he beat one, that's how strong he is! *puts on glasses* whoops, that wasn't Binje beating the crocodile that was..let's get out of the parentheses, shall we?) So, what shall we talk about? Smoothies? Aren't they great? And if you haven't tasted a smoothie, you have my utter sympathies and I'll send you some fruits so you can make yourself one. Smoothie, that is. There's something so decadent about them, they.. what's th...
Walking On Imported Air The title of this post (as with all of my posts) has absolutely nothing to do with the content. Oh well... I've just gotten an absolute earful from a friend of mine over a topic which is becoming eeerily far too common these days. Its the only thing anyone can seem to talk about when they see me. Now this friend of mine, we'll call her A (a la Beanay's naming system on her blog), has been one of my best friends for longer than I care to remember and we have been through a truckload and a half in our time. Lets start a new paragraph just to keep things moving... So yeah, A recently started this conversation about me getting married... (i think its a more a seasonal thing with her.. she has to do it every other month or so). And as always I had the same stance i've had for the last god knows how many years... (interesting side note, we had a bet going that by the age of 25 i'd have changed my point of view and be happily married.. which I'...
Universal I'm sorry... just cannot help it. I've tried time and time again to post something which makes sense or is even remotely funny/uplifting/happy kinda thing. Doesnt seem like i'm getting anywhere to be honest. Where are my manners.. Thank you so much and Jazaka'Allah to all the lovely people who wished me a Happy biffday/barfday/barafay and my personal favourite..binje day... Thanks y'all My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone