NG- how double dare you, propose to the nearest tom dick and farax aah? thanks but no thanks. I think I shall continue entertaining the idea of a knight in a shinning armour££££££££££ getting down on one knees pledging his life/love/soul/ His entire being etc too yours truly and me looking at him then saying NO! You can’t rob of that…

Today morning I was watching BBC breakfast an anonymous letter was being read: a woman who is planning a surprise proposal and a wedding, she invited 50 guests to the surprise do. I was flabbergasted just imagine what if he says no? In front of everyone I would just die of shame! Seriously, proposals are mans business I don’t care what modern folks say am old fashion when it comes to that, if the animal kingdom can maintain that bit of tradition why cant humans? Ps Ng I don’t think anyone would even entertain the idea, but as I told you before the polish offer still stands. p.s.s if a woman proposes, should she also cuff up the cost for the wedding? Allah hugnayeey ceeb malaku diinto wala ku ceeboba maha teri wiilka walaguursadey aah- I can just picture my mum saying that@ the idea ( excuse the Somali I tried)

Stop laughing at me you silly girl- Hertfordshire=Herts me thinks

omg i am double posting shidh foqol shidh! yes yes ibti glad to know your listening

Ibti- there different classes of helpers i.e. like hierarchy loll good lord I am kidding…. “Helpers” is funny words I love using whenever I can dee, I am well aware of the irony btw p.s Ibtis- cleaners are the best people to speak to, endless stories of life left behind, promises/dreams they had its just amazing conversing with them sometimes. p.s.s che- that’s harsh thing to say, but don’t worry those kinds of girls are normally found in Essex only the….

Ibti- there different classes of helpers i.e. like hierarchy loll good lord I am kidding…. “Helpers” is funny words I love using whenever I can dee, I am well aware of the irony btw p.s Ibtis- cleaners are the best people to speak to, endless stories of life left behind, promises/dreams they had its just amazing conversing with them sometimes. p.s.s che- that’s harsh thing to say, but don’t worry those kinds of girls are normally found in Essex only the….

Ps ibti I already gave my 2cents regarding that issue- one should not fill guilty as to what they choose to do/wear and if someone starts enquiring as to why you no longer wear what you used to, I think they have been watching you for a while/ have nothing better to do. By conversing with them/acknowledging there existence they fill like they know you, hence think they possess a right to talk to you/ in a position to pass an opinion. Now if you don’t converse with the helpers this would never happen, as soon as they start the friendly business i.e. complimenting you, you must ensure that you give them evils/ who the hell are you again look, I assure you next time they will know better NEVER ASK ME/PASS YOUR OPENION OR COMPLIMENT ME BECAUSE YOU DON’T KNOW ME! p.s I don’t speak my current security guards neither, I don’t care who they are I don’t want to talk to you if I don’t know you or have reason to get to know you… I talk to the cleaners though I believe they deserve my respect bless there dear hearts… as for other Somali guys at my work place there is none… ps pull my legs all you want dear its oky by mwah

Its not a disease, I just refuse to converse with them hell if that’s a crime then am happy to say it myself; am guilty as charged and will continue to do so…as far as my safety is concern I think am doing a darn good job so far thank you very much…Ibti you too nice dear/mash Allah keep it up, I don’t have time to stop and say hello to my own shadow let alone others…but seriously this idea that Somalis must always acknowledge and speak to each other shit is a disturbing norm and I think its high time we got rid of it…. Ps am enjoying the class element that’s been injected just because I said I refused to speak to the somali security guard.

Ng- I resent that, why must you air my dirty laundry in public? :mad: Adam-NO NO NO – just because does not cut it!

Well after getting back to my desk, I got a call from the receptionist saying Ms….. Would you mind coming downstairs and sign for a package. after cursing under my breath for a while for disturbing me I popped downstairs to my surprise the package is two sets of flowers with a massive card…everyone staring at me and asking who are they from (don’t you just hate that ) got back to my desk, took my time reading the card……mhh today is indeed a lovely day….

Just because you’re Somali I have to talk to you? I always had a problem with that notion seriously I don’t care what you are/who you are I DON’T KNOW YOU hence I am not obliged to talk to you, should you attempt to talk to me then you deserve all the evil look I throw back at you. Malika this is not kibir this is keep your distance… you know as well as I that if I would have said hello to him then I would have opened a Pandora box as the case above clearly illustrates and I for one don’t need that…esp. from the security guard.

Conversing with the helpers leads to nothing but borobalems, one should always maintain a clear boundary. Last year they had a Somali security guard in my building I never spoke to him and whenever he tried talking to me, I will give him one of those why on earth are you talking to me/who the hell are you looks...after a while he passed me down as one of those lost girls/probably hates Somalis blah blah which suit me down to a tea.

Lol- Ibti you never know maybe he likes his woman with a wee bit of hair…Iran is calling I guess. Ps ugliness is a state of mind/laziness…I mean with all the nip/tuck/make up available

Ohh lord help me from old man there so long, care to tell me how did you get to the conclusion of “there 2 men in mars” when I just told you the man copied himself on a computer and an identical version of him was produced by the computer on earth… hence the question! I can simplify it any more than that so you either get it or not.

A man goes to Mars and gets stranded with no possibility of return to earth; the only thing that works & left in his possession is a computer. Now the computer allows him to copy himself exactly as he is....the computer on earth creates an identical man ie to the man stranded in Mars… Q-Is the copy created on earth, the man himself? Or P.s NG it’s not my fault that you’re old & don’t take that tone with me…

QUESTION- A man goes to Mars alone. He has no way to return and the only thing that supposedly works is a computer. This computer copies himself exactly and a computer on earth creates A man who is exactly the same as he is... Is that man himself?

NG- what do you have against my 4 imaginary friends?

Ibti- dear I hate it when my friends mix me up with there other friends hoping that we will get along ... Unless is birthdays/house parties etc its ok, but when its intimate gatherings you need familiar faces/comfy surroundings. Ps I actually like keeping my circles of friends separate, they appeal to different sides of my personality hence they must remain independent from each others… p.s.s Malika don’t worry I wont ever take offence to what you say lol, as for the time am tempted to be a hippy carefree kind of gyal!

Lily-that’s easier said than done dear, to much to do in short space of time, months are outpacing me… Ps e.g. I have mistakenly/intentionally am not sure agreed to meet up with 4different people on Friday after work now that’s going to be achieving the impossible... Ibti-wash your mouth with detol, me chasing my tail….btw a fine tail my just add**

“have been texting a friend of mine who tells me that not only is he likely to get married soon but he wants to marry two within the same year!!” Seriously! What the hell is wrong with youth today you will think they will be more wiser in knowing that 2wives idea is a NO NO but nah they think with there /ego without weighting the ramifications of there acts towards there potential kids/first wife PS Cadaan shame on you- think big kulaha

“I try not to depress myself with such cynical thoughts” baah am just realist unlike you self delusional old man, tomorrow is the same as today nothing different same ol shit if you ask me (lol am way to cynic) ps I just had a mental Image of an old Somali man (you) running around singing: The hills are alive with the sound of music With songs they have sung for a thousand years The hills fill my heart with the sound of music My heart wants to sing every song it hears

Am not yet a pensioner, but I have a feeling you will be making the mandatory Monday stop at the post office way before me… Ps seriously though where are the months running too? I mean I fill like you age faster in western countries than anywhere else….4yrs of your life you will be spending it commuting in and out of work that’s 4yrs….anyway do you share that predicament old man or are you happy feeding the ducks!

You completely missed the point old man!

Is that life?