Time To Grow

A big Thank You to you faithful readers of my humble blog. I hope my journey here in London was an interesting read and insight into my life in the UK. Its a melancholy feeling ending this way but life goes on. For that reason ive started a new blog. A new beginning and a time to grow. Ignitemyfire

Wonderful Summer in London

This has got to be by far the single most ridiculous morning ive ever woken up to in my entire life!....at this moment, im sitting half assed on a foldable chair....and even then im cringing with acute pain searing thru my right buttock...now before you get any funny ideas, i must insist that i wasnt drunk last nite, im not gay, neither was i involved in a hit and run...rather, i was hit most painfully by the irony of life..literally....let me proceed to explain why

I'll start by listing out the important actions that i perform every weekday just before i head to the office.

1) Wake up
2) Brush teeth & scratch my arse
3) Hop into shower
4) Shave
5) Style me hair
6) Iron my shirt
7) Button up & head downstairs for cereals
8) Head to the office

However, i stopped at number 6 today...heres what happened....i usually iron my shirts on the bed because its got a really hard mattress and its much more convenient than pulling out an ironing board...after finishing off, i usually store the iron away immediately being the organised person that i am...but today, my mind was off in wonderland and i left it on the bed heated and ready to do its ironing magic...

Now i think i forgot to mention, but i carry out steps 1-6 in the most natural form...much like Adam and Eve running around in the garden of Eden...the thing is, hot electric irons werent invented yet and i had the opportunity of experiencing a brief moment of enigma when i sat on my iron which so happened to be in "linen mode"....i dont know if youre aware, but linen mode on my iron means the hottest it'll ever get...i must thank God however that only the inside of my right ass was incinerated....because if i had a more centered positioning, i wouldnt be alive now...also thank God for Elastoplast and anticeptic cream....actually scrap the anticeptic cream...it burnt another layer of my arse

Whats worse, i called in sick today and explained rather awkwardly to my boss that i had an "accident"....and you know what?!...he laughed at me and called me a pervert!.....f&^%$(!!!

I do apologise if i was too graphic in my explanations but i felt i had to be true to the story and relive the memory as it happened...its not everyday a lucky person gets to brand his ass with an iron...everyone should be as lucky as me...what a wonderful summer day!

A Spray Of Luck

In my last post i highlighted the Make Poverty History campaign..after so long, i can start of on all the other tragic incidents that have been hapening..i could talk bout my unfortunate situation or the bombings in London or the kids dying of dehydration an malnutrition in Niger...even as i type, emergency services are still cleaning up the mess left behind by this afternoons explosions in central London....but i dont wana go on bout that

Right now im seated in front of my desk and im lookin out my room window...its an absolutely beautiful day!...its 9.16pm and theres still daylight....the sky is clear...planes are flying to and from London's airports...opposite the road is West India Quay, a part of upscale area Canary Wharf....i haf an awesome view of 1st Canada Square, the tallest building along the Thames river...and in Canary Wharf, loads of restaurants and pubs are open with multitudes of Londoners dining an drinking aways after a long day at work...oh, and the cinema is across the road from where i live...its another beautiful summer day in London!

And where do i live?...an area called Poplar which is at the border of Canary Wharf...rent is reasonable fer this area, nieghbors are friendly, and housemates couldnt be nicer...things a turning around fer me...if i didnt haf such nice housemates, i think i'd still be in a state of depression...this saturday were having anoder housemate day out....the last time we went pub crawling(none of us remembered how we got home after)...this time were goin fer Karaoke!...English style though...and its in a pub down the road...hahaha...i must say, over the past week things have been getting so much better...met some new Malaysian friends, settled some draggy relationship issues, and got "showered" with coffee today...

Ok heres wat happened...in the morning, i went into office pantry innocently thinking of making a cup of coffee....and on the cabinet top sat a brand new coffee dispensing machine!...my days stirring coffee were over!...so i followed the instructions...

1. Place Coffee/Mocha/Hot Choc satchet inside compartment - Ok
2. Select type ( Coffee, Mocha, Hot Choc) - Coffee
3. Place cup inside cup compartment - I did that
4. Press Start - I pressed it

What happened next sounded like a mini huricane...GRUSSHHHWP !!...a split second later, a spray of warm liquid gushed out from the machine...but not into the cup!...ON ME !!!....reacting spontaneaouly, i leapt to the side dodging the second spray...i swear Spiderman couldnt do better....anyways the rest spurted into the cup little by little...it was almost obscene...apparently i was the 1st guy to use it and the nozzle of the dispenser wasnt screwed in properly...so armed with a half cup off watery coffee and staind pants, i was ready to face the day! ....(suddenly i feel kinda stupid)...lol

So that was today...wonder wats gona happen this weekend...cant wait...Well i survived a day of bombings and killer coffee dispensers...life just goes on....coffee anyone?

MAKE POVERTY HISTORY

"Someone dies every 3 seconds in Africa's poorest countries"

"5 people die from AIDS every minute"

"Some die of diarrhea because they dont have money to pay for an injection which only costs 25p"

"Over 1000 million people live on less than $1 per day"

The gap between the worlds's rich and poor has never been wider. Malnutrition, AIDS, conflict and illiteracy are a daily reality for millions.

But it isn't chance or bad luck that keeps people trapped in bitter, unrelenting poverty. It's man-made factors like a glaringly unjust global trade system, a debt burden so great that it suffocates any chance of recovery and insufficient and ineffective aid.*

Live Aid 1985

Described as the Woodstock of the eighties, the world's biggest rock festival was organised by Boomtown Rats singer Bob Geldof to raise money for famine relief in Africa.

Wembley was packed with a crowd of 72,000, but TV pictures, co-ordinated at BBC Television Centre, have been beamed to over 1.5 bn people in 160 countries in the biggest broadcast ever known.

The transatlantic concert began in London's midday sunshine with a fanfare for Prince Charles and Princess Diana and Status Quo performing Rocking All over the World.

Stars were helicoptered into the arena in a line-up that included David Bowie, Wham and royal favourites Dire Straits.

Others include U2, Bob Dylan, Duran Duran and Paul Simon

THAT WAS 20 YEARS AGO !

This year, Live 8 will be held on the 2nd of July at 5 different countries with a lineup todays biggest music stars. Why? To show world leaders at this years G8 summit that there are people commited to the fight against poverty and unfair trade. Who will tell them? The hundreds of thousands of people who attend the concerts. What can you do?. Click on the sites below to learn more. Watch the videos and make up your mind.

Do your part and MAKE POVERTY HISTORY

LIVE 8

Make Poverty History

*taken from makepovertyhistory.org