my 27th

So the Lord has blessed me yet again, by enabling me to live to see another year and to celebrate getting older and wiser even though the day was not fun filled as i had expected.

My plans for the day didnt materialize but i was not too sad as i was just grateful for being alive. When i got up the day was gloomy and i felt like just staying in, But elad had to pick up keleisha via the bus and he had not taken the bus before so i indulged him and followed him. Well we took the bus part way and then walked the next 15 mins which was not bad because i have been slacking off my exercise regime for quite sometime now.

It was interesting at first when we went they said ok you are her for keleisha and the lady is like ok i saw you yesterday (meaning Dale). Anyway by the time we were about to go away another lady stopped us and asked us our names. She looked on a paper and said hold on i do not see your name on the list as pick up. We told her the password and she looked on us and then said hold. I dont mean to hold you guys up but i have check this out. I was happy because the first lady just said ok take her without confirming anything.

But the second lady she called kels mother for confirmation and told her that she had to do this as no one informed her that we were coming. I felt better knowing that the second lady ensured that we were allowed to pic her up by the parents and notjust from seeing dale from the day before. Well we went outside and took pictures. trying to upload them but this pc doesnt allow for that...oh well

We did the 15 min walk again and lo and behold the rain started, thank the Lord i was prepared with my umbrella...ella...ella, a. a. a.

We then took more pics whe we reach the bus stop.........we frighten ehh?

The rest of the bday was spent at home watching dvd with andrew and ingrid and then i got a card and wine from keisha....gonna buss the wine sat night before i go to school.

Plan to stay home for the rest of the week expect for fri when i am going to go to the ja high comm for a function.

'De plane land'

Well folks i finally landed. It was a very interesting experience and a half.

First i had to reach airport from 1130am for a 3:30pm flight because virgin seh fi reach 4 hours before and worst with my overwight and all.... Well i reach and worse mi think seh mi alone going to be there. Lo and behold a long line of other persons....were waiting to be checked in.

Anyway mi check in and i waited. and waited the flight was on time. made my way to the security check point. all and sundry was checked. well i hear them seh all virgin passengers go there. One feisty man seh what u seh 'all virgins stand here a dat them seh? this line a fi the virgin them? anyway i ignored him.i got searched went on the plane

When mi go pon the plane i felt like i was in pleasantville. some perky white flight attendants. the women have on nuff makeup and thing and you know the british accent witha pinch of perkiness. anyway flight delayed for one hour. all this time them just a look pon me and mi a look pon them. anyway they finally said 'ground staff ready for take off.' one lady say 'yes unu move from the plane.

and then the 9 boring hours began. i watched tv (with virgin u get ur own tv set) i played game, i slept and still this was hour number 4.......5 more to go. i slept some more and had a dream. when mi jump up mi heart a beat fast, mi start wonder where mi is and then slowly i calmed down.

anyway finally we reach gatwick. lo and behold. they said passengers remain seated. then i see some 50's comeon and look around. go to anice looking young man, hand cuff him and tek him off. i was in shock. anyway sametime mi see the doctor beenie wid some croonies.

anyway now we proceed to immigration...that was boring in itself. this lady start ask mi one bag a question at immigration why mi come uk to study who paying for it and why british council paying for me.
anyway mi answer politely because mi friend ElaD came up last week and shared his experience with them:

'Hey guys jus so you all know I am in England... had the worst time at immigration...the officer thought I was giving her an attitude, but thats because I thought she was giving me an attitude...she told me in her stinkin british accent...YOUNG MAN YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR TONE...yes the bitch was shouting at me...I responded and she asked me...ARE YOU BEING RUDE?...ofcourse I shut my damn mouth after that...she sent me to go sit in the holding area and that she will call me 2 when I am settled down and when she is ready to look over my passport...that white bitch...you guys see why I dont like white people? And to top it off Andrew was at the North Terminal, I came through the South Terminal...yes I waited over two hours for him and thats after a nine 9 hr flight, a flight that was delayed for two hrs in Jamaica because of no bloody reason...then the drive to Andrew's London Town house was another two hrs...So yes I was having a shitty day up until now...but I am good now...Write back all...

Ps. Please excuse my use of the word BITCH...but that bitch sure ot on my nerves...Put a smile on your faces...'


anyway i got out and i saw my cousin who was laughing. yes and after my experience with her i realise why she laughed. we had to take 3 trains with 4, 50lb luggages and a 12 pound pully. yes and that is after a 9hour flight. mi tired all a nuh because after that we had to go back on the 3 trains to get her hand me downs and then come back to where i left the luggage initially. all in all it was good experience and a lesson learnt. look out for my second day which is lunch with the lovely ladys from the british high commission