Zu, Yes, I am. But am also starving like Marvin. Can't stop thinking about food. GnP...I dont have the advantage of having a canteen in my building. I've got to brave this icy weather to get my jacket potato. Dreadful!

Yes, I have been living in the UK for too long, and it only gets better. 5. You start to accept queuing as a way of life. 'Start to'? No. I have accepted queuing up for everything a very long time ago. Just this morning I queued for 10 mins at the train station to get my travelcard renewed, then I queued for a newspaper, then a hot chocolate. I will prolly queue up when I go to get my lunch in a bit too. You've got to luv it. :rolleyes:

^ Hello there. Yes, that sentence could be construed as racist. *Shrugs* One question: Have you actually looked at the date on the first post? <posted October 25, 2002 16:19> Erm...notice anything?

^ LoL...took me a while to figure out your identity. "I dont see this happning in other cultures unless they actually 'know' the person being beaten." On the whole, I tend to be negative about Somali culture, but you're right about the above. Another Somali will never walk past you if you need help.

Femme, Don't be offensive. I don't kiss Casanovas, thank you very much.

^ LoL...FREAK!

Originally posted by Gediid: VR You never offered to cook for me....dooro with bariis,mixed vegies with sabiib.....Imagine saabiib.Cant remember how long its been. You would have to be a fantastic specimen of manhood before I would slave over a hot stove for you. :rolleyes:

^ That's a whole new thread by itself. Femme... Yeah, those sort of horror statistics used to keep me up at night with rage. Then I discovered the power and beauty of sleeping tablets.

I'm bringing this topic back because I didn't feel like starting a new one. I don't keep up with current, or more importantly, community affairs as much as I used to. However, even in my semi-comatose existence I have read or heard about numerous cases where young Somali men have been attacked, shot at or murdered in London...within the last two months. I have been searching for newspaper articles online, but am not having much luck. Does anyone have any information regarding this?

Guess he was playing hard to get with moi.

^ Who knew u were that easy?

^ I think he should go ahead and name names, so I can point and laugh.

I dont know about the ratio's but it seems like there's more (Somali) girls in uni than guys in London... Or maybe I have just come across more females than males.

Originally posted by qori xabaalan: even worse, Comandante VR ,the commander of notorious spy network, Black Velvet , had infiltrated the donut shops and qaad joints. They even bugged all the phones in the faarax-land So, the recent influx of female chewers aren't just addicted to qaad, but are actually *undercover* agents? What fantasy!

^^ You just had to, didnt you? Well, thank goodness the madness is over. Yesterday was a bit ridiculous, it felt like the whole bloody city had paired up. Last straw was when the couple sitting opposite me on the Tube started snogging. I got completely pissed off and spent the rest of the journey glaring at them. :mad: :mad: :mad: NG, The Carpenters..heavy artillery indeed. I'll sing it one last time for you Then we really have to go You've been the only thing that's right In all I've done And I can barely look at you But every single time I do I know we'll make it anywhere Away from here Light up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear Louder louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to say To think I might not see those eyes Makes it so hard not to cry And as we say our long goodbye I nearly do Light up... Slower slower We don't have time for that All I want is to find an easier way To get out of our little heads Have heart my dear We're bound to be afraid Even if it's just for a few days Making up for all this mess Run by Snow Patrol

^^ Those earn more than professionals these days. Sky, Was the question I didnt answer this one -> "am i a snob then or are you dying me to ask your hand? seriously."? If so, the answer is ur a snob. Would you like to know how I came to that conclusion? More often than not, your choice of degree doesnt have much to do with securing a 'steady job and a stable life'. There's more to it than that. These days, except for some specialist fields, the fact that you have a degree suffices. Employers are more interested in transferable academic skills and whether you have appropriate working experience than your subject-matter. Wanting a well-paid job might not be snobbish, but assuming that only a few, 'acceptable' career paths will give you such a job is snobbish. Anyway, best of luck with becoming a business Mogul. Ambition is a fantastic thing.

I did business and got a distinction in my final-year project at college too. What's your point? U're a snob if you look down on other people's choices. Study Business by all means, but you can't label other fields of study as 'useless' like AJ did over there. Anyway, having a degree in business or even an MBA doesn't mean you'll get filthy rich. Xu might get there before you. Who knows...she might end up becoming Somalia's answer to Stanley Kubrick!

^ Sure...I need a bit of cheering-up. Dreadful Day. Femme, Ta. Mariah isn't my cup of tea, but I'll check it out. Look at the stars; look how they shine for you And everything you do Yeah, they were all yellow I came along; I wrote a song for you And all the things you do And it was called yellow So then I took my turn Oh what a thing to have done And it was all yellow And Your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful D'you know? You know I love you so You know I love you so I swam across; I jumped across for you Oh what a thing to do 'Cos you were all yellow I drew a line; I drew a line for you Oh what a thing to do And it was all yellow And your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful D'you know? For you I bleed myself dry For you I bleed myself dry It's true Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for(you) Look how they shine for you Look how they shine for you Look how they shine Look at the stars Look how they shine for you

Femme...I dont recognise that song. NG, You are losing your touch. You're closer to me than I've ever been You move so close You're skin beneath my skin I will melt with you Water seeping through You're closer to me than you were before And I can hear you breathing at my door I will melt with you Water seeping through This day is quiet I can almost hear your name This day is quiet I will never sound the same You're closer to me than I can recall And I will take you with me when I fall I will melt with you Water seeping through This day is quiet I can almost hear you smile This day is quiet I can almost scream a mile Feel me Heal me Soothe me Breathe me This day is quiet I can almost hear your name This day is quiet I will never sound the same Water seeping through Delicious.

Powerful indeed, but not as classic as ----> Look into my eyes - you will see What you mean to me Search your heart - search your soul And when you find me there you'll search no more Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for You know it's true Everything I do - I do it for you Look into my heart - you will find There's nothin' there to hide Take me as I am - take my life I would give it all I would sacrifice Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for I can't help it there's nothin' I want more Ya know it's true Everything I do - I do it for you There's no love - like your love And no other - could give more love There's nowhere - unless you're there All the time - all the way Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for I can't help it there's nothin' I want more I would fight for you - I'd lie for you Walk the wire for you - Ya I'd die for you Ya know it's true Everything I do - I do it for you

^I am sure plenty of opportunities will present themselves.

Xu, I happen to think Film Studies is a delicious subject to study. You have no idea how many times I wished I was doing something super creative like that instead of sitting thru a bone-crushingly boring economics lecture. Also, I think there are many careers that would suit such a degree (the film industry- domestic or international- is huge and still-growing, journalism, academia...etc), so don't listen to AJ, the snob. I persuaded my youngest sister to take up an extra A-level in film studies, and whatdoyouknow she loves it (the only coursework she looks forward to doing). Hopefully, she'll take it up in Uni too I'A. Back to the topic: How nosy are Somalis? Its quite shocking sometimes...I often get nasty comments about my 'man-boots' (I'm partial to wearing an old scuffed pair of Doc Martens) from local women, but I just smile and mumble something about them keeping my feet warm. Mooing cows...what do they know about classic footwear? :rolleyes:

^Al Green. How does curry and a stroll at the Thames strike you? Too pedestrian. Your turn to do some guessing... You do something to me - something deep inside I'm hanging on the wire - for a love I'll never find You do something wonderful - then chase it all away Mixing my emotions - that throws me back again Hanging on the wire, I'm waiting for the change I'm dancing through the fire, just to catch a flame - an' feel real again You do something to me - somewhere deep inside I'm hoping to get close to - a peace I cannot find

Sickening slush.

NG, LoL...reminds me of that saying 'ama afeef hore lahow ama adkeysi dambe' or something similar.