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Don't you wish you were there? Raj and I do.

xx

Gosh, hello there.

Sorry I've neglected the blog, haven't wrote in ages..

Girls been busy kids, busy busy.
But I'm gonna rustle up a proper blog v.soon and will leave you with a mint tune from
Hot 8 Brass Band, It's Real, here goes..
http://www.tru-thoughts.co.uk/inc/files/02%20It's%20Real.mp3

Peace and Love,

Love and Light.

xx

Jendella goes WEST!!

Clap for yourself if you understood the humour...

SOOO. Westfield shopping centre opened nearly a month ago and I hadn't been yet...

1) Because the money situation has not been consumer friendly, so there's no point tempting myself by going and mooching around shops and coming away with nothing but deflated dreams and legs made of lead.

2) I really was not THAT bothered about it, there was none of the excitement that came when the Bull Ring opened in Birmingham back when I was in year 10 or 11 or whenever that was - thought honestly this could just because of 1).

But today I decided that I was going to buy my new MacBook Pro (glitter should fall from the ceiling here...) and I thought it would be a perfect excuse to go to Westfields and purchase one from the Apple Store (or the Mac Shop as too many people seem to want to call it...), especially because OXFORD STREET IS CRAP. Too many people pushing you into the paths of oncoming traffic, and too many (of the same) stupid shops, who needs 3 "Surprise Surprise" stores within the space of a 10 minute walk!?

So after church me and my dear friend Sam went (after I had made a phonecall ahead...no disapointments like last time I went all the way to Regent St to find out that every single MacBook Pro was sold out in the whole blarsted country!!) and it was *quite* an adventure.

FIRSTLY. It's ma-hoooo-ssive. I went there all ready to be biased to the (good old) Bull Ring, but unfortunately the Bull Ring's parade go royally POO-ED on, because Westfields is just BIG. And the array of shops is credit-crunch busting. As in when you are in there, you forget about this supposed "recession" that we are apparently meant to be spiralling head first into, you just wanna play Dale's Supermaerket Sweep. Except instead of rushing between isles of baked beans, you see Miu Miu on your right and Louis Vuitton on your left...De Beers is right infront of you and directly behind is House of Fraser.

If this sounds to depressing for you (because this is NOT Sex in the City), then turn the corner and you will find H&M, and all your High Street shops looking absolutely glorious. To be fair the only shops I went into was Apple Store, Paperchase (to feed the stationary obsession), Carphone Warehouse and Desigual, because the money situation is still not on top...but it was a nice experience, enough open spaces to save you treading on the back of strangers shoes and what not.

So yeah, the Desigual shop was the highlight (apart from buying my beautiful MacBook), I think Sam was slightly scared by the loud prints and wierd music but I was in Jendelland (another word for Wonderland tee hee).
But the accessories were just tempting me, I'm a bit of a bag fiend to be honest, but the arm candy on show was just ridiculous. My last treat was some Barry M white nail polish, this time I think I'm gonna have to up the budget and do something really amazing that I can be proud of so I can justify buying myself some Desigual loveliness. And I saw some drop crotch trousers that were just calling my name...to be fair, I haven't really been backing the drop-crotch trend because for some reason i think being tall it just won't be a look my mom would be proud of...but I *might* just change my mind...

I would post some pictures...HOWEVER, I'm still getting used to this trackpad business (yes I'm bloggin on the new 'BookPro), and I'm a bit baffled, because I'm not one for these touchpads, gimme a mouse any day and I will use it with my laptop, no questions arsked!!

On another note, I wanna be a Waggamama's waitress (or a Wagamama's Mama...).

Good night.

Get yahself over HURRR.

If you're into this shit then get yourself down to East.

this was good. very good. cheap things.. LOADSA cheap things. and i managed to grab hold of a lot of good stuff :)stussy tees sweats hats bags, supreme {UGLY HOODY} stuffs etc etc. for myself and sarrj {which i hope he likes}. it's always good to know when these sample sales are happening because it's SO worth getting stuff for cheap ;) NOICE.

oh YER.

Monkey : Journey to the West

So I've been moaning for the past 1-2 months about how much I wanna go and see this in theatre.. Looks like me and Karne may be going very soooOOOON! Ahhhh! *dances*

I'm getting well excited just looking at the seating chart!

Blog soon come on it. YA HURD!

CAYG - Croydon Asian Youth Group.

CAYG – Croydon Asian Youth Group.

Initially started up by Muneem Muzamdar and Muzzy Syed in 2004, CAYG is a group created especially for the youth of Croydon and encouraging young people around the area to get involved within the community.

The aim of this group was to attract many teenagers living in and near Croydon to get involved in many activities and helping arrange events which would lead on to raising money for charity. Many talented and skilful teenagers got the chance to get together and express their views and opinions of things going on around them. It originally started with 4 people, and now with over 100 members, the group is growing strong and moving onto a brighter future!

Every year, CAYG organize a show which involves various different performances by talented teenagers, including a fashion show sponsored by local boutiques. The show gets better and better each year raising even more money for charity. In November 2007, the show was taken to another level with professional equipment hired, makeup artists brought in making the show worthwhile with an even bigger crowd.

27th October at Fairfield Halls is where this year’s show, ‘Breakout’ took place. High expectations from last year attracted most of the crowd this time round. With a bigger and better location for the show, over a 100 people were expected to be there. This year’s show was in memory of Damilola Taylor and raising money for the trust. Stopping gun and knife crime on the streets of London is something we all need to work towards to make everyone’s future a positive one.

The show started off with the hosts of the show, Amz and Divya, making an entrance. Venus TV’s show ‘Ek aur Ek 11’ Salman and Farouk were probably the highlight of the show. With their hilarious jokes and wacky dance moves, the certainly made the crowd cry with laughter. The show carried on with an amazing dance performance by Fusion. The routine was great and got the crowd dancing too which was fun! Damilola Taylor’s father, Richard Taylor made a moving speech explaining the purpose of the trust he has set up in memory of his son.

The show continued with talented dancers and singers performing which takes guts I’d say! The whole show was wonderful and so well planned. The people participating in the show were so enthusiastic about it and took so much time out to rehearse for it too.

I hope CAYG continue to organize such great shows year after year and carry on raising money for charity. This not only helps the teenagers of the community getting involved in a good cause, but also helps to send out a positive message all young people!

Bill..

Remember The Cosby Show??? Found loadsa episodes on VHS! I remember dancing to the theme tune.."O.G."
My 2 favourite openings were the tropical one and the apollo one...
Ah memories.. Found this one on youtube, but can't seem to find the apollo one :(




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A good good few months ago, one of my closest introduced me to Dyme-A-Duzin.. He's a young musician, and has a nephew called Isaiah who makes the videos with him.. Makes me chuckle. He makes me wish I had a vid-cam at college, and uni. Check him owt.




Enjoy.
http://www.dyme-a-duzin.com/
http://www.youtube.com/user/Dymez513

Definitely Worth Staying Up For.

Pardon my absence, my fellows, but here I am. So in heavy anticipation we sat, because really and truly it was going to be a mad encounter. Here's the facts, not boring in Calzaghe's case though:

Joe Calzaghe, UNDEFEATED Super Middleweight Champion/Light Heavyweight Champion. His record is pretty sick.

Fights - 46
Wins - 46
KO's - 32.

Roy Jones Jr. This guy's pretty much won everything at least once.

Fights - 57
Wins - 52
KO's - 38
12 Rounds. Let's go.

Jones using his infamous technique of holding his left hand below the waist; he's notoriously known for coming in on the right and killing off opponents with his left. It's no wonder considering his knockout record.

But Calzaghe comes with 'a barrage of punches to spark man unconscious'.

Jones would've given a much better performance had he not been cut so early in the fight. And he might have gotten too excited after getting a first round knockdown. But let me not spoil your fun. Check it out.

Gee Whiz Norma

I just cannae ('can't' in Scottish dontcha know!) seem to keep up with my fellow 25th bloggers ya kna ('you know' in Londonish - broad Londonish). Sorry abouurrriitt ('about it' in Nigerian Pidgin English).

Yes people I'm quad-lingual...how ya like them apples!!

Anyways. When I scrape together enough pennies, I wanna head east-wards to Tokyo. Like pronto, because the Japanese are blumming geniuses. Not just because of technology and all that malarky, Hitachi, Mitsubishi, Yamaha, Yzuku (I mighta just made the last one up...but sounds legit ennit!!) - whatever mayne! They're genuises - or "geni" (someone told me that was the plural form of genius) - because they have the best blarsted gameshows in the world.

The games are just amazing, nothing short of an artform. So despite the wierd obsession that business men have with young girls underwear or suttin such, and despite the Sailor Moon schoolgirl outfits (do they still have them?), Japan is the bombdiggidy. Their array of jumpsuits is quite impressive as well, conformity at it's most lovely jubbly.

So here are some videos for ya, never fails to brighten my day, or night, when I should be in bed but can't get to sleep because I haven't spoken to that certain somebody...cheez. God forgive me.




LOL. You see the problem here? And kudos on the stripy pyjamas...




I wish I knew what they were saying...




How's that for endurance. He's in a suit as well. He's like Agent Smith from the Matrix. Are they falling in flour at the end??
But where else would you see Agent Smith, a geisha and your Japanese grandad doing hurdles on a treadmill - JAPAN! That's flaming where!



No words are necessary to describe the emotion.



If you haven't seen this you've been hiding under a rock. With Patrick.


That's all for our cultural lesson for the day. Konichiwa!