Dubai, Part One

Hello my fellow readers. Yes, The Blabber is back! You can wipe those tears now. It is an emotional moment for a lot of us. But please, I cannot take this sudden popularity. Gasp. I'm not used to such treatment. Oh, and you can leave all the presents on the side as well *cough cough* =)

Yes, I made it in one piece. To my extreme surprise, the plane did not crash, did not have much turbulence, did not land in water all of a sudden and hence, I did not have to magically find my swim suit. Ahem. Also, I did not end up in Timbuktoo! Yaay, for me. Ahem, as most of you know, I have a massive fear of travelling. In planes. If I could have, I would have done the following - Run, swim, cycle, walk, drive and even used my secret broomstick, to come here. Except, it would have taken some time, and by some time I mean, a couple of months. By which time, I would have to head back to London anyways. Tsk.

I had an interesting time on the plane, looking outside the window, whilst flying over Berlin. I tried looking for the Footie Stadium, but all I found was patches of greenery everywhere. Hmm.. Also, the clouds did come in between. I tried getting an even closer look, but the man next to the window, kind of got scared of me, and suddenly called for the air hostess. *Shakes Head*.. Okay, not really. But had the man known english, I swear he would have. Gasp. Who knew, that a crazy, bushy-haired, 3 layered jumper wearing, and a very very scared look on the face - person, could scare someone. Tsk.

Before I forget.. I had to mention something to all of my fans. Please be ready with tissues. Wait for it... Wait for it.. I won't be able to update my blog that often. GASP! Seeing as I have quite a few things planned, I'll probably only get to update it once or so a week. Yes, You can now wipe your tears. But I promise to keep you all updated of my little escapades. =D

I spoke to Anisa dearest. She was all Gasp-ified that I didn't get her text. Due to recent extremely, ahem, emotional, I should say, events.. She has lost her trust in many. And she has become sensitive. We now have to keep her updated of every little thing in our lives. She will stop communicating with us otherwise. So yes, before she had the chance to tell me off for not texting her back, I told her that I never got her text in the first place. She was about to rant on about how everyone has started ignoring her. Ahem, I stopped her before she even started. *Phew*.. I mean, er.. Damnit. I have a feeling, next time I'm at her house, she'll be feeding me slugs. Whoopsie.

Apart from that, I'm missing home a lot. I miss Cookie and Bobblehead. I miss my little furry teddy. I miss waking up next to Cookie, and his tail around my neck, like a wooly scarf. *Cries, hysterically*. Ahem, I'm okay now. I'm fine. *Grabs hold of head, and feet, and bawls again*.. Gasp. This is far too emotional for me. Sniffers.

Moving on..

I've been following the Footie matches. Obviously. And might I add, that England played, abysmally yesterday. I mean, What in heavens name were they doing? Even so, they did score twice, at 83 and 91 minutes. Both times, a brilliant goal. Crouch and Gerrard. And I knew he'd score a goal, especially after the previous match, he really did play wickedly. Ah well. I love you guys. And will always support you. Even if you play dissapointingly.

Excuse my spellings. It's the heat. Even though I lived here for most of my life, I can't tolerate the heat here anymore. I even said, "Oh dear! It's so hot here! How do you all live here! It's like a desert!".. Until my neice chucked me out of the car. She's freakishly strong. I did try to act all Londoner-ified.. But it ended a few minutes after my Brother in law gave me, that look. GASP.

Anywho everyone. I shall sign off now, because me and Uthmaan are having a very intense conversation about, well.. Life. And Cerelac. Yummy.

Ta ra all.

Random Something:

The two fantastic goals. Years later, but still.. (Click to see them better!)