CITY NOMAD.

As the name of my blog suggests,i am a nomad,a bedouin ,though i was born in a city and never been anywhere other than a city,...

there are several reasons for me to feel bedouin:

1: the fact that i am a Somali and no matter where we are born the bedouin blood is in us.

2: I lived in 6 countries and been to another 7 countries and it means i never been in one place more than 5 years,except for Somalia which i left when i was a teenager.

3:i love poetry, i know there are city people who like/love poetry, if you were a nomad you would understand my statement, bedouins live for poetry.

they go to war over a poem, they marry a girl for the poets in her family and it serves as a honor coat.

4:I live for the day i will be able to buy camel milk from Tesco.

I recently hear rumors about a Dubai based company might stock camel milk for the Uk supermarkets and i went bananas over the news, you should see me ranting about it,.

that is the explanation for the blog name and why i eat with my hands at the local cafe.

Just another day.

I started a new job and found the 3hrs a day a great deal,ok i am not making millions here,it is what it is.at least it is better than being home doing jack, i have been jobless for 45 days and let me tell you it was a 45 days too many. how on earth do people manage to stay at home,i got irritated,sloppy and was going mental to say the least. thank god i found a job or i would be in the news for killing someone.

I become the new face of NHS,ehehehe, ok ok ok so i am just the interpreter,but todays interpreter could be tomorrows general director(do let me daydream).

so far it looks like i win the lottery with this you just translate what ever that is been said,. not a brain surgery.

i will update you in the coming days.

how hard could it be huh:)

DRUGGED TO THE HILT.

Ok, 3 days ago i sort of hurt my back by simply getting out of bed(don't even ask),what followed was a agonizing pain for the whole weekend and headache that seems not to stop.

I braved out of the house to the doctors this morning.

The lady doc said that i need to do some Yoga to help me be more flexible,cos i am stiff as a board, and in the mean while i needed some painkillers to get by, oooh what a painkiller though. they are fast working tablets. the only down side is,that i seem to go in/out of sleep without even noticing. one minute i was watching Cbeebies next i was snoring.

Good thing, i am not going to work today.

LAZY DAY

The day started with a headache, the fact i am out of painkillers doesn't help.

I had such plans for today:

1:clean the house

2:cook for the week

3:finish the book(started last year)

well, it is not meant to be. i guess i need to do a bit of sleeping and lounging around, being sunday there is virtually nothing good going on my beloved telly, so it is facebook and twitter i guess.

Unhealthy outlook for poor me

unhealthy obsession about TV and a procrastinating habit has prevented me from doing this.

my filthy language is not up for this either, can't write about anything without the F*word and being a good Muslim girl means i can't publish it.

So where does it leave me, should i just pay (the bet) or conform?HUH.

HERE I AM

SO,it is been a while since i actually post something, does that mean they win. i don't think so, i didn't give up the idea merely dancing around it.

here i am now ,back to the living .