A Man And His Four-Legged Wife

He even payed a dowry.

Mental.

The Cyber Jinn

I'm sat in a little corner in the computer room. Bored. Waiting for the clock to strike twelve so I can go to my lecture. The room is filled with third years. I've never seen so many of them. It's their last day, so did they decide to get together in the computer room (out of all places)?

A few minutes ago this happened:

Bimbo 1 and Bimbo 2 are sat opposite me, chatting away. A guy, Hedgehog-hair, comes up to them:

Hedgehog-hair: (In an I'm- trying-to-impress-you tone) Hey ladies! Shall I show you summat really cool on the net?

Bimbo 1and 2: (Excitedly) Yeah! Yeah!

Hedgehog-hair: (Types something onto the computer) Kay. Just ask it absolutely annyyy question and it'll give you the right answer!

Bimbo 1: Oh cooool! Me first! erm...erm... who was sitting behind me in the exam we just had?

Hedgehog- hair types this in and the correct answer appears instantly.

Bimbo 1 and 2: OooooMG! That's soooo freaky!.....

Bimbo 2: Now ask it who was sitting behind me! Quick!!

Hedgehog-hair types this in and the correct answer appears again.

Bimbo 1: OMG!...It's...It's a JINN!

Bimbo 2 agress. I'm trying really hard not to laugh. I hide my huge grin behind a book.
Near by, other people have heard the news of the JINN!

Scottish Guy: (In a sacrcastic tone) Don't ask it too many questions. It might want you to repay it for it's services!

Posh-accent-girl: There has to be logical explanation.

Bimbo 1: (Totally shocked) It's a Jinn. It's a Jinn!

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Now they're all sat there discussing the posibilities of it being a Jinn. And I'm still trying not to laugh!... Honestly some people!

I'd better stop before the Jinn catches me! :D

(Btw, how did the computer know the right answer?!)

Tag!.... You're It!

Traveller tagged me.... (my first tag! :D )

.....So I must now suffer the consequence:

People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things or habits or little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names. No tagbacks!

But...but...before I start.....Can I be excluded from the "tag six people rule". My excus- I mean reason is that erm... I... erm... I don't know that many people..... and it'll just be really weird tagging a random person!....pleeeeasssee...pretty pleeeease.......cool. ;)

So where shall I start?:

1) While most people have annoying habits like biting their nail, I scratch the front of my head with my index finger. I'll scratch it when I'm watch T.V, when I'm studying (which is very rare) and even when I'm arguing with my brother! I promise I don't have nits!..... It's just like a reflex action. But thank God for the hijaab in public!

2) When I'm nervous I'll giggle in between every sentence I say. It obviously sounds really stooopid when the thing I'm talking about isn't at all funny. A distant relative of mine died in the South Asian earthquake and the next at school I had a group of people around me who were suprised to hear this.... and I went and said summat like, "...He was at work when it happened. The building he was in collapsed...hehe!"...... Oh the embarrasment!

3) I'd rather read a book than watch T.V.

4) I can't stand Bollywood! All the dancing and the over-reacting and the almost-nude-women... it's all just errrrr! And if you've seen one film, you've seen them all!
I don't think my disliking for bollywood is weird but everyone else seems to think it is. I'll get comments like "So you're a gori then?"- Err, where's the logic in that?

5) As long as it's not in excessive amounts, I like cooking and cleaning. Well who doesn't like yummy food and a nice, clean place to eat it in?

6)I'm obsessed with taking pictures of sunset. It's just soooo beautiful!

7) When I'm reading out loud, I tend to read with an Indian or American accent....Only when I'm alone though!

8) In winter, I love sitting infront of the heater and eating ice-cream.

9) I'm so attached to my computer, I might aswell live inside it.

10) When I'm bored I sit and cut-off the split ends on my hair, one by one.

So there!.... You probably think I'm the weirdest person ever.... but that's nothing new. :D

The Sheesha Craze

It's that thing ----->
It's pretty ugly. But it's big and seems like "the only thing to do"

My grandad's got a sheesha on display in his house. It used to belong to my great grandfather. The first time I saw one actually being used was at a friend's birthday party, a few years ago. I stared in amazement when I saw her and her sister-in-law go high on the thing. Before that I thought it was only a thing old Arab men did. I never tried it though. At that time I was too scared my mum might find out. But even now I wouldn't do it. Not because I'm scared of being caught, but because it seems like a daft thing to do.

They all say that isn't as bad as smoking, but it's still tobacco and probably addictive..... and therefore I class it as a drug....and I wouldn't touch it....

This morning, I went round to a friend's flat. There was one standing in the corner in her living room. She's never tried it either, but her flat mates smoke it. She was telling me that her flat mates invited some people over the other night, and the put weed into it and smoked that. How stupid.

I'm trying to get back into the habit of studying properly. By properly I mean actually reading a book and making notes, not just staring at the pages and yawning. But I take sooo much time doing everything. A year ago I could have read (and understood) a whole chapter in about 30 mins.... and now it's just taken me the whole morning! Man, that 4-month-long holiday has done nothing but made me lazy!

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I thought i'd clean my room today; something I haven't done for months. My room's state was getting so bad that furtinure was starting to form out of the stacks of paper I was meant to recycle a gazillion years ago. Like under my desk, a foot stool had formed from A- level practice exam papers. And my shiny, expensive (very expensive), brand new books were lying on the floor, because the shelves were filled with useless things like baby books (well I had to fill the shelves with something otherwise my room would have looked like an empty warehouse).

I started getting rid of all the pointless things that were taking up space in my room. I put the baby books in a box and placed them in the "store room thing" downstairs. They can live in there until I find them a new home. Anyway, while I was there I found a box full of old photographs. Theres pics of us when were all ickle kids and some from holidays we've been to and lots of random ones. I found a little album of pics from my middle school. I was flicking through it when I came across one particular photo. There was a girl on it that looked like a younger version of a girl at uni. After a bit of wondering down memory lane, I realised that they both have the same name...so must be the same person. But I never thought that this could be her! I remember the girl at uni telling me that she used to live in the same city as me, and even went to the same middle school for a year. But I thought I had never seen her before. Well from what I can remember, she used to be a dopey tom-boy... but now she's a proper girl and..er..well not dopey :D. I have to tell her on Monday! (tell her that I knew her, not that she's not dopey anymore! hehe!).

But I find that so weird. Meeting someone from the past. Someone you had completely forgotten and thought that you'd never ever see again. It makes the world seem so small....

Can't drive!!!

I sit in the car and I get the feeling it doesn't like me. I always adjust the left mirror first, and then turn to sort out the right. I turn back to double check the left mirror and its moved out of place..... all by its self!

After numerous attempts, I give up with the mirrors..... They'll just have to do! So I put my foot on the clutch and press it down. Now according to my instructor it's supposed to make a sort of "clunk" sound.... And it does when she presses it down. But does it do it when I try? Nope! ( and according to my instructor i'm damaging the thing if I don't make it go "clunk" .... and it costs £300 to replace the dam thing!..whatever!)

Anyway... I find the biting point, put down the handbreak and set off.... and then approach a roundabout! Well, other than nearly being hit by another car, it didn't go too badly.... and I got round it.

It's near the end of my lesson, and I'm about to join a major road. The guy in the car infront of me is also going to do the same. He isn't a learner, and probably isn't a new driver (no "L" plates on his car!)... So I patiently wait for him to turn... and I wait a bit longer....I look at the clock and 5 minutes have passed.... and then another 5 and we're still on the same spot.... a car beeps from behind.... and then a few more minutes pass and he finally turns! I move forward and turn into the road in about 10 seconds.... now that made me feel better!