Alternative Anthem

Put the kettle on
Put the kettle on
It is the British answer
to Armageddon.

Never mind taxes rise
Never mind trains are late
One thing you can be sure of
and that’s the kettle, mate.

It’s not whether you lose
It’s not whether you win
It’s whether or not
you’ve plugged the kettle in.

May the kettle ever hiss
May the kettle ever steam
It is the engine
that drives our nation’s dream.

Long live the kettle
that rules over us
May it be limescale free
and may it never rust.

Sing it on the beaches
Sing it from the housetops
The sun may set on empire
but the kettle never stops.

John Agard

(hopefully i dont get accused of nationalism)

yeah...i guess im using my blog for personal matters, but isnt that what it is for?
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Me: "WE'RE MOVING ON AND WE CAN'T STOP IT
as much as i would love to stop time and live these days again and again. i can't
college changes you and we will meet new people and change our own personalities, IT'S NATURAL" <--this is a quote from HER previous email that i copy pasted into mine

"we're moving on" <-- need i comment on this?
you'd love to stop these days. that means you dont expect any of "these days" to happen again.
"we will meet new people" that means you think we're going to forget the old?
"change our personalities" that means we wont be compatible anymore?

again, me and my weird sense of thinking...

whats the point of age?
Isnt just another social control agent?
to tell us what to do and what to not do at different time in our life? things that are/are not acceptable in society?

(and birthday parties. big money makers for shops.)

whats the point in keeping track of your age?

My friends wants to buy me something, (dunno why as they do for me as much as i do for them) but that doesnt matter...

would it be alright to say something around (NOT the words im actually going to use) "the greatest thing you guys could give me would be To try and become more religious."

i know it sounds like i'm full of myself. the thing is, i would DEFINITELY accept a little present from my friends as i know that i wouldnt want someone to refuse a present i give them, but they want to buy something in the hundreds of pounds!!!

I cant accept that! when i was talking about the thing i wanted, it was just whim, i didnt think they'd take it seriously!

what IS the point?

you turn your back on the world...and some RANDOM person comes along and hugs you and you had NO idea there were there, NO idea how long they've been there...watching you and there's NO way you can escape the hug...

if you intend to close yourself on the world, please just turn sideways...

if you turn sideways you can keep an eye on the world so no one can try and hug you, hugging a shoulder is VERY uncomfortable so even the randomest person wont last long, and you can definatly see the hug coming so you can escape it.

isnt there a saying "keep your friend close and your ennemies closer" if you've decided to make the World your ennemy then how can you afford to turn your back on it??

just checking the news...

Austin Kettle from Ipswich changed her name to 'Mrs Lorraine Darla I Hate Thomas Cook And Its Associates Big Shot Company Treading On The Little Guy Leeks' after a row with the company.

the link!

I’ve just heard a Khutbah and from what I understood then manifestations and rallies are innovations (bid’ahs) the speaker was arguing that the way of the people of Bid’ah is so come to a conclusion (manifesting) THEN looking for the evidence in the Qur’an (which here would be “He who amongst you sees something abominable should modify it with the help of his hand; and if he has not strength enough to do that, then he should do it with his tongue; and if he has not strength enough to do even that, then he should (at least abhor it) from his heart; and that is the least of faith.” Sahih Muslim Hadith 79 Narrated by Abu Sa’d al Khudri )

I’m no angel, I’ve sinned, I’m still sinning and I might still be sinning and not be aware of it. But one thing I’ve managed to change about myself is that I don’t listen to music anymore

I never used to then had a low in faith and started listening to it, then felt bad and stopped then started again then stopped then I think I started again and stopped, but you get the picture, I did the yoyo thing.

Ok im not the ultimate un-listener of music…I don’t run out of a room with my hands over my ears, screaming whenever I hear music, I don’t not go into a shop because they are playing some music. I just feel uncomfortable and bad for standing there watching my friends (muslims) move around to the tune…and for me not to be strong enough to actually walk out.

i wrote this poem quite a while ago..(maybe more than a year, can't remember clearly) so even i dont understand some of the things i wrote, it was an english homework, an "extended metaphor", and I know it needs redrafting but I can't find those feelings anymore so I'm just going to post it raw, feel free to comment.

Dangerous Allies

I've been shot
------------------and it's dark outside
the pain is throb-throb-throbbing
streetlights too far apart
clar—ity
through the swallowing darkness

what's that?
Everything's blurred, mixed-up feelings
Pain, Night
Hallucinations, Shadows
Broken dreams, Suffocation
Scars, Loneliness
Seeing things that are not here.

This Confident Fear
the premature end is so close, so easy...