You love to hate me!

Upon another day in London;

Weather uncharacteristically nice which is scary, my Algerian mentality makes me fear what comes next, because in Algeria you never get anything for nothing, if it gets hot, everybody braces themselves for the earthquakes, and if the government does something good for the people, they’re up to something and usually, it’s not good. In London, when it gets hot, you'll get to see a lot of cellulite and giblets and wish it had rained instead.

But I don’t mind so much now, since my hands are full with dire finances, an inexistent love-life and a totally uninspiring job. Was whingeing about this to my friend who said there are three things he hates the most: His cousin Othman, Al khorchaf (some kind of veg) and Friday afternoons.

I warned him my “hate” list would be much more extensive, but he insisted, he wanted to know; you didn’t, but you’re here now, so you might as well know about it and making lists is good for you (they I say)!


1- I hate a job where the glass ceiling is just another thing for women to clean.
2- I hate that I haven’t had a boyfriend in what seems like forever, seriously what gives! Might even change my blog title to just “a girl in London”
3- I hate people who point at their wrists when they’re asking for the time! I know where my watch is pal, where the hell is yours!
4- The combination of these 2 words “chocker block”, hate it with passion!
5- Sanctimonious people who say things like: “don’t hate, hate is a waste of emotion”
6- When you are pouring your eyeballs out and someone asks you “are you all right?” well obviously I am all right, these are tears of joy you dimwit!
7- People who start their sentences with “promise me something” I ain’t promising nothing mate!
8- The fact I feel the need to say sorry about a hundred times day, especially when 90% of the time, it’s not even my fault.
9- People who snitch! nothing worse than a snitch
9 - Angry people who make hate lists.
10 - And while we’re at it – I despise the weather because I am stuck indoors…

Ok time out people – I was just told off by a couple of friends for writing a hate list when it’s such a beautiful day out and they’re all happy and mushy inside (from too much heat undoubtedly), I tried explaining how hate lists are funnier but I am being made to write about love!


Hmmmmm….Love!! hmmmmm

I love my blog?
I love my daddy? Ooh oh I love Ice-cream?

Screw it, writing about love is for sissies and first time novelists. I leave thee with my hate list. As for you other haters, don’t hate me take the main point and move on...until the next post!


Dz-Chick…foul mood is back on. Rejoice!