R.I.P Paul Walker

Note: This is not to inform about his death just to express my condolences.

Paul Walker was one of my first loves/crushes, fair enough I didn't know him and albeit it I was only 12, but I loved him. From the first time my eyes fell on his golden blonde hair and piercing blue eyes I was gone.

I had this massive poster of him on my wall right next to my pillow. Just so he'd be the first thing I saw in the morning and last thing I saw at night.

Fast and Furious 2 was the first DVD I owned and I would watch it over and over. I used to tell all my friends that I would marry him one day in my deluded young mind; I was smitten!

So it is with a heavy heart to find out he has died. I'm in bits and yeah yeah I didn't know him and he didn't know me, but that 12 year old deep inside is heartbroken and I'm really sad. Such a sad way to go.

My prayers go out to his family and nearest and dearest.

Rest in Peace Paul.

Coffee Mondays

As I'm gonna be a 9-5er again (well 9-6), this means that me and mornings are going to be friends again. 

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Say it isn't soooooooooooooooooo!

Phew! Got that out of my system. Now where was I, ah yes. Even though I like to think of myself as a morning person, I have this unhealthy habit of not being able to fall asleep before 1am. Try as I may, I just never seem to be able to drift off. I turn off the TV, flip the laptop lid, turn off the lights, but still my mind wonders. 

So if I will only have about, lets say 5 hours of sleep; I know I'm definitely gonna need a lil help in the getting me up at 6 in the morn department.

Cue an energy stimulant. 

Energy drinks are out, because those things slaughter me, I'm not even going to tell you what those things do to me, but insomnia is a major factor. Tea is out because I haven't had a cup in over 15 years and so is coffee because I don't like the taste. Eww I'm so not really a coffee person. So what's a girl to do?

Hmm I do like a good Mocha, only problem is I don't have a coffee maker and last time I attempted to make a homemade one it tasted disgusting.

What to do what to do.

Hey what's this?

So you're saying that all you need to do is add hot water to a powdered chocolate, add a shot of coffee and add hot milk. Wowaweewah! I think I've found my new morning stimulant (get your minds out of the gutter).

TFail

I found this rant I wrote sometime last year and it makes me laugh because we now have a 'circled' Overground and my life would have been so much easier if that had been the case when I wrote this:

10 Week Challenge: Day 1

So I've started this 10 Week Exercise Challenge that I saw on Twitter.

Hopefully I will make it past 10 weeks and make exercise a big form of my lifestyle.

Because I missed out on Monday I doubled my exercises today.

I did:
210 star jumps (jumping jacks)
50 crunches
50 vertical crunches
35 tricep dips
20 sit ups
30 second plank
10 push ups
110 Russian twists
50 bicycles
15 wall push ups

Yay me!

Precious: A True Story

Yesterday I had to oppourtunity to go and meet Precious Williams, the author of Precious (not  to be confused with the film that was based on the book titled Push), at an Author event at Canada Water Library as part of their Black History Month celebrations.

Anyway, it was such an amazing experience, I was able to relate to a lot of the things she talked about as I am too an export of private fostering within an interracial family. I left wanting to find out so much more about my own beginnings and having so many questions about myself that I need answering.

I have always had issues with my identity, and hearing Precious' story made me confident, that at some-point in this journey of mine, I will one day feel comfortable with who I am.

It also made me feel so much closer to my own foster parents, it made me thankful that the bond I had with them was so strong and I thank them every day for giving me the unconditional love that they had for me and the amazing start I had in life and for playing a major part in the person I am today.

I want to thank Precious Williams, for writing this book and letting other people like me know that we are not alone.

I urge you all to read this book.

www.amazon.co.uk

Hi my name is Zainab and I'm a bread addict.

Google Images

Yep, you heard right I am a glorified bread addict, I Googled it.

Ask all my friends and they will all tell you, all I ever eat is bread. I don't know when it started and I don't know why I'm so obsessed but bread now rules my life.

Maybe it's because of my love for sandwiches, I loooove sandwiches; I'm telling you put me in a room full of sandwiches and I'm in food heaven. I will literally try and eat them all and I'm not joking.

Maybe it's laziness, bread is just so quick and easy. You can butter a slice of bread and boom hunger is abolished. I'm telling you, I'd rather make a quick 2 minute sandwich over cooking a meal that takes 30 mins.

After realising how bad my addiction was (making a chicken sandwich at 2:30 am), I have decided that I am now ready to put a stop to my bread addiction and I am putting myself on a 21 day bread ban.

I came across this lil YouTube video that claims to help you control how much bread you eat.



I will let you know how my journey goes.

Even the Greats have been rejected...

I saw this letter and it made me relax and stop putting myself down about receiving those dreaded rejection emails/letters.

It's refreshing to know that even the Greats such as Andy Warhol have once in their lifetimes been rejected.

It gives me hope, and the motivation to keep on keeping on and go after my dreams.

 

Pen to paper

 "The play's the thing!"

William Shakespeare
Hamlet Act 2, scene 2,




So your girl is officially a playwright... okay so maybe not officially; but today I embarked one step closer to my future career as a writer.

I finished a play!

Yup, you heard it right. I finished a play. Okay so it's not exactly the 3 Act play that you might see up on the West End, but I finished it. So I'm proud of myself.

Now all I need to do is wash my brain with mental soap, as its swimming around with so much profanities; every time I write something I feel the urge to drop in a few 'f' bombs and 's' words