I don't think it's fair that obama won a nobel prize. Somewhere deep down inside of me I've always wanted to win a nobel prize. I look at the nobel prize winners with such awe and amazement; their names are written in history and the things that they have achieved help humanity so much.

Also it's cool to have the title. Perhaps I spend too much time seeking what is cool and what sounds nice. As corpsekicker once said to me, we don't like being developers, we like the idea of development. The idea of development has worn thin for me, now I like the idea of IT architect and want to move to that role.
Although I guess that's how dreams originate. looking at something from the outside and saying..I want that.And if u don't have that dream, u don't have something to work towards and if u not working towards something, every day just follows after the last and u get stuck in the monotony of the now without thinking about the future.

I guess I'm a self proclaimed idiot

cockroaches, savouries and starlight @ merinsky

I'm being all reminiscy now like antiverbose and blogging about campusdays...
here's to the night we wrote 222 at iftaar time and came all prepared withmilkshake and spring rolls and cheese and corn samoosas and cheesecake and little peppermint chocolates.(all of which sounds sooo mouthwateringly awesome coz i'm fasting right now) .
We took this perfect meal and found the perfect place to eat it in a courtyard between the chancellors building and the old Merinsky library (thanks to corpsekicker for the name of this buildingand for the suggestion that this should be blogged about).
We sat on the cold, dirty red tiles with cockroaches the size of shoes, no cockroaches the size of cows!runinng past us. The only light we had was from the moon and stars, but the sun had set not half an hour beforeand so the light was, how can I say, Perfect :)

I can't understand people who don't need to interact with anyone! Who just sit and work the whole day, looking straight ahead at their screens.
I've moved away from my old team and i 've joined a team where everyone except me has permission to work from home, so the rest of my team doesn't even come into the office, and it's absolutely killing me to be alone.I have to wake up at 4 thirty so that I can leave the house by 5 thirty and avoid horrendous traffic. I usually end up leaving by 5:45 or 5:50, but that's beside the point, and drive for an hour before getting to an office where i sit all by my lonesome.I do a fair amount of social networking; facebook, windows live, gtalk, mxit and most recently twitter, but that's somehow just not enough for me. I need actual people who I can go for actual coffee with and take smoke breaks with and just waste time with.
Even I, being a person who thinks that having g33k status is absolutely cool because of the intellectual connotations that come with geekdom. (Basically if u are a geek,people think you are clever) find it way too hard to sit alone in the car for an hour in the morning, come to work and sit alone for 8 hours and then get back into the car and drive home all alone. This is not what I signed up for.
I guess it's a blessing in disguise that the parents haven't allowed me to move out of the house or I would come home from this alone-ness to a house that is empty and alone...
.I'm ten seconds from losing my mind...
And! my sisters earphones that I've been using to attempt to block out the deafening silence are broken... sigh! it's gonna be a long,long day.

I may not be the best-dresser around, but I take a keen interest in fashion and I really enjoy going shopping. Never before has it occurred to me to look for outfits online though, but I picked up the 'Sisters' magazine on Sunday, saw a few of the websites advertised and was inspired.


I started with IslamicDesignHouse.com and the abayas/jilbaabs that they have on sale are interesting, but not quite what I was looking for.


I moved on to another website and had a look at what they term the 'burqini' or burqah version of the bikini :P which is a bodysuit that covers ur entire awrah, head included, but is still accepted for use in swimming pools in and around the UK. I hear that there is a muslim life guard who carries out her duties wearing one such 'burqini'. It looks a bit strange and I would probably be quite self conscious if I actually decided to buy and wear one, but kudos to her for being so brave and carrying out her job islamically :)


And then I struck gold! I google image searched Islamic wear and found this picture on the blog pearls for breakfast


The blogger who put together this ensemble is not muslim, but she had a go at an Ismalic outfit and i think she did a great job:)

I decided to explore polyvore.com, the place she uses to construct her outfits and I was in heaven:) It's like playing dress-up-barbie but with real, actual clothes that you can find in the shops. You don't have to go to specific websites to find what you want, you just search for, 'green handbag' for example and the search engine goes and picks up a multitude of green handbags from different stores and different designers and you can just put them together and create something that you can buy afterwards. I don't think I'll actually ever buy anything from polvore, because with the exchange rate and the shipping costs etc it becomes quite expensive, but it's great fun to explore.

Here is my first attempt at an Islamic outfit:

It's nothing to shout about, but i'm proud of it. I think I found what I was looking for in online islamic wear and I'm definitely going to be going back to polyvore to play some more

Traffic is one of those things that can never be predicted. You can wake up and leave the house early, check the weather conditions, listen religiously to 702 from the moment you wake up and a truck can have a chemical spillage on the highway 5 kilometres ahead of you and extend your one hour trip to work to a 3 hour ordeal so that you turn up 2 hours late on the one day in the year that you are having a performance review and no less than 10 of your managers/ supervisors are sitting in a boardroom waiting to meet you so that they can decide your fate.

Or, you can wake up early and leave for work early, factoring in the extra half hour you need to sit on the Grayston offramp because the turning arrow only comes on long enough for like 5 cars to go through, 2 of which will be taxi's who cheated their way in from the side meaning only 3 lawful cars get though at a time, and the offramp will be nice and empty. Or the lights will be out and the good people from outsurance will be doing a much better job than the traffic light, meaning you can get through in 5 minutes.

Because of this unique quality, traffic is a blessing to the average working person. It can be used as an excuse for being late for almost anything and it's one excuse that is always met with sympathetic nods of the 'been there' kind. It can also be used as an icebreaker at almost any meeting or social situation. Its not considered "speaking about work" so, for people who only knowhow to speak about work,it can be used as a topic at social networking events where you are expected to mingle and talk about thingsother than work. It can also be used by people in hr, who want to talk about something kind-of work related but cannot open their mouthsfor fear of breaking some or other privacy law.

The unpredictableness also prevents people from falling asleep because the entire trip can be spent in attempting to predict whichlane or which route is going to be the fastest and feeling a sense of triumph when you glide past all the other cars who took the suck lane. And if you happen to be the one who chose the suck way you can curse and tsk and blame the weather and the bm's and Tsego Modisane and the karee.
Unpredictability just makes life so much more interesting:)

(Oh and even though the outsurance people are really good for helping out on the road, they absolutely suck! compared to first for women who is much much better than them)

The lovely, beautiful, cleansing, rejuvenating, refreshing, scene-altering rain makes me so happy :)
Allah is great!

Once upon a time, in a village, a man appeared and announced to the
villagers that he would buy monkeys for $10 each.* The villagers, seeing
that there were many monkeys around, went out to the forest and started
catching them. The man bought thousands at $10 and, as supply started to
diminish, the villagers stopped their effort. He further announced that
he would now buy at $20 for a monkey.
This renewed the efforts of the villagers and they started catching
monkeys again. Soon the supply diminished even further and people
started going back to their farms. The offer increased to $25 each, and
the supply of monkeys became so small that it was an effort to even find
a monkey, let alone catch it! The man now announced that he would buy
monkeys at $50!
However, since he had to go to the city on some business, his assistant
would now buy on behalf of him. In the absence of the man, the assistant
told the villagers. "Look at all these monkeys in the big cage that the
man has collected. I will sell them to you at $35, and when the man
returns from the city, you can sell them to him for $50 each."
The villagers rounded up all their savings and bought all the monkeys.
They never saw the man nor his assistant again, only monkeys everywhere!
Now you have a better understanding of how the stock market works."


Dunno who wrote that but it's brilliant :)

Made me realise just how stupid the human race can be....