- A white guy with 2 kids and an ex-wife who happens to be Somali. - Who's uneducated and feels intimidated by an educated woman, plus she will always question him. - Who doesn't want an older woman as he travelled that road before and it was rather samey. Yep! The odds are stacked up against you. The chances that a Somali 29yr old (and under) will go for a guy like you is very slim, hell a Somali guy would find it hard, but he has the option of going back home and marrying [as some men would say] Cambaruud bislaatay. So my advice to you, is wait 5-8 years, you’re still young....study, be it a self study or university, be a good example to your kids (I am sure you aleady are ) focus on your diin, also work on your Self Steam a bit more and feel confident about yourself, woman love men who are confident. That's my 2 shilling's worth.

LooL, 'Smell The Roses It's not Sponsored by the Hoses' this guy is a comedian. However, he also has some valid points. Very original, consider me a fan of HwE

Well, if it were me...I would have... On a serious note, you're not the only person who has contemplated this question, perhaps these Wiki'ed Answers may shed some light However, I would take onboard Cynical's advice.

^LoL I thought this thread was about 'Class' when did we get into War on Terror?

Originally posted by NGONGE: The premise of the documentary was about 'bad people' that hail from the UK. It was not about the totality of the Somali conflict. Thank you! finally, someone who got the gist of the documentry The main objective was to expose those living 'next door' who are funded by the British goverment and the fact that we have helped them [with our tax money] destroy Somalia. :mad:

Originally posted by Faarax-Brawn: Hablow,meel la idin raaco maleh,really. Sweet words,xitaa becomes condenscending....what else becomes condenscending? Abaayo? Faarax, maxaad isla yeel yeelaysaa? you know perfectly well what we mean. Whether he's being condescending, genuine or just plain naive

Originally posted by Haneefah: I just realized I reached a milestone. Heh, five whole years! Faheema, looks like I beat you to it LoL I am glad it was you and not some useless poster

LoL, how ironic! Virtually everyone who replied to this thread has made at least one grammatical/spelling error

LooL@Nephthys I have a similar phrase in Somali which is Sii Soco FB Waryaahe, When a man (who is considered a stranger) says 'sweetie' coupled with certain body language/gesture it is very patronising and condescending. Markaa Walk Off

To me 'sweetie' sounds condescending esp. when you're talking to stranger and I think that was his intention.

Originally posted by Cara: *Fights urge to proofread post* So, Serenity, you get a lot of FB messages from Somali guys huh? I agree Sen, It's very annoying and quite a turn off. However, it's not exclusive to guys or Somalis for that matter.

Originally posted by Faarax-Brawn: quote:Originally posted by +Faheema: :confused: Ma maqal heestan? C'Mon! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=coVSRObqtik Look at those dudes,ripped man. Jealous i is lol, you just had to dig it up didn't you Here is your all time favourite summer jam. However, I prefer your

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Interesting article, I’ve read it a while back. Also, below is an equally interesting response I've come across. She made some valid points, however I sense a slight Denialism. Settle, or Else By Melissa Lafsky, Huffington Post. Posted April 18, 2008. A month ago, I woke up feeling peaceful for the first time in months. I'm 29, I had just closed on my first apartment, and I was leaving a five-year relationship that, despite my dogged hopes of marriage, had become a stew pot of resentment and anger. While scores of articles eagerly inform me that unmarried men are now as scarce as a renewable energy source, I've stubbornly refused to write the last five years off as a colossal failure. Instead, I've been throwing all my energy toward taking responsibility for my part in the relationship, learning what I can from it, and moving on with life. Then, like every other white-collar woman north of the equator, I read this. At first, I laughed it off. It was assumptive. It was illogical. It was judgmental. It reeked of the "It is INEVITABLE that all women feel this way, and if they don't think they do then they're just in DENIAL!" school of social theory -- never much of a recipe for enlightenment, for yourself or anyone else. So I shrugged, chocked the piece up to yet another woman existentially disappointed by men, and went back to my inner harmony. Like many (not all) women around my age, I want the full package -- a husband, children, a life that's multidimensionally fulfilled, but centered around more than my own needs and ambitions. It's a strange time to be female, in an era where women are labeled selfish if they decide not to procreate, but tarred and feathered if they do it too much. I don't proclaim to know if the Malthusians are right -- all I know is that, as a female in possession of a working uterus, I don't have a clearer desire for my time on this planet other than to produce offspring. As a child of divorced Boomers, I have no illusions about marriage, but I consider it a gamble worth taking. In short, I want what every human being wants: happiness, in the brand and packaging of my choice. But a few days later, my hard-earned harmony was gone, replaced by something new: Gottlieb, the new voice of late-thirties angst, preaching in the back of my head. "Settle now, or you'll wind up alone!" Her words had crept into my subconscious, blending all my fears and anxieties into a constant mosquito whine of self-doubt. Would I ever find someone as near-perfect as the man I'd just left? Had I blown whatever miniscule chance I had at happiness? "What makes you think you know better than her?" my inner dialogue ranted. "What makes you think you deserve better?" Within a week, this 5,500 word tome of regret and resignation, from which book and movie deals have sprung, had fixed itself a permanent spot in my head. It's there, in every phone conversation with my ex, in every attempt at a date, the first thing I hear every morning when I wake up in my new bedroom, alone. All those nagging anxieties now have a champion, a single crystallized voice intent on plotting a future for me based on fear. My power and self-assurance have a new enemy, and it's being adapted for film by Tobey Maguire. Logically, I know it's all smoke and mirrors. Gottlieb's sentence on my life is not The Truth. It is the interpretation of a late thirties woman who is apparently unhappy with the way things turned out for her. It is a hopeless *******ization of the fact that no man or woman is some fantasy version of perfection, and the choice to be in a committed relationship is just that -- a choice made every day, regardless of faults, foibles, or annoying idiosyncracies. The Truth is that I've known bliss with another person. I've watched it fall apart, but I'd do it all again in a heartbeat. And I know that I'll have the opportunity. So honestly? Screw you, Lori Gottlieb. Screw you for exploiting my deepest fears for a piece you knew would clang the inflammatory gong. Screw you for cashing in after injecting me with your own regret and disappointment. I know of you only what I read in online bios, but I do know that you made your own choices in life, and have no right to dictate mine. And so, I hereby exorcise your past from my future. I may end up wizened and alone; I may not. But either way, it won't be because you decreed that my fate as a woman was "Settle, or Else."

^ LoL@Kaadi, walahi you made me laugh, lakiin that just puts you off using the phrase....taking P lol I know I can never use it the same way again.

^LoL, soo maaha imisaan qaar arkay doing their lil Jon move to a Somali song I always thought it was Traditional Clothes in Somali, but then I've recently heard some people refer Hido [or Hidi] to some kind of dance...so I am not sure.

^lol which hiddiyo dhaqan would that be, the Dirac or the Guntiimo? Sorry but as the Somali maah maah goes, Dhar magaalo sida loo xidhaa, waa dharaaar qudhahe Dhalse magaalo sida loo noqdaa, waa dhibgooniya. In other words one might not have a clue about Somali hiddiyo dhaqan but love rocking guntiimo and dirac whenever she gets a chance So in essence, staying true to your culture has nothing to do with what you wear, it is just a matter of preference me thinks. As for the mental state nonsence, there are plenty dirac wearing xalimos and macawiis guntan faraxs that are mentally unstable.

This morning i got on the bus as my train was cancelled. I sat down and few munites later the driver of the bus started talking out loud, one would think he must be talking on the radio as he was having a rather 'normal' conversation...but then he statred to raise his voice. Then we realised he wasn't talking on the radio or using the phone/bluetooth, at this point people on the bus started looking at each other as they do... not a word just baffled and confused expression on their faces. :confused: There I was, in a state of fright wanting to press the emergency button then I looked around again, no panic just puzzled and amused expression lol So I remained seated and prayed, just one more stop.

Yaabka Haka dhagaysan Jacylbaro, there is hope...just be patient Here's an example that will keep you inspired

^LoL, Jacylsoobaro, emotionally baa laga hadlayaa.. wali jacyl kumuu dhaawacin...That is if you believe in such.

Ibs What can I say, I thought Bisaarad was a term used in the south and it was the same as Busaarad

^ Bisaarad - Broke/Skint Foot Riot - I think is when they riot Barefooted

LooL Blessed That was bloody hilarious, I forgot about Harry Enfield and the days of real Tv.

^ So what are you saying...that memo needs to be in more detail? The hooyo's I have come across way ku faanaan caruurtooda jaamacadaha ku jira ama ka baxay, you can't get anymore positive than that huuno.

lol@Zafir, kadaa. Ibs Yes, there are insecure men, as much as there are (if not more) insecure woman and you cannot generalise because of few. Yes, education does have some impact, but I have seen woman who have never been inside a classroom yet who are smarter than those who claim to be 'educated'. Personality and compatibility is what counts at the end of the day.