Special Places

As a child in Amman, Jordan you had two day to day activities; watch TV or play football in the street, but like all children we had special places. Whereas you might have grown up with an arcade or cinema we grew up with a water park an umm playplace... thing, they were both ridiculously fun to our little minds.

The water park "Amman Waves" was a mind blowing place; and by mind blowing I mean extremely unsanitary and hilariously dangerous. Amman Waves was a pretty small water park with four rusted, cruddy slides, a doctor who barely showed up and a suspiciously yellow wave pool.

Other attractions included a few near toxic restaurants and one monkey in a 1 x 1 circular cage. That monkey (affectionately named Fatass) was the main attraction of the park.

Nobody went to ride shitty slides or sit in the diseased yellow pool. You went to look at that chronically depressed, ill treated Fatass sitting in the crappy cage. Everyone got a turn playing with Fatass, feeding him popcorn (until you leaned too close and he snatched the whole box). Hell, I once shared a slush with Fatass. (You don't want to know, it was very disgusting, involved only one straw and a lot of licking. My parents pretended they didn't know me.)

The playplace was the happy place of every Jordanian child. It was called Jungle Bungle. Say that out loud, go on say it. See even the name is fun, and ooh Jungle Bungle was. Jungle Bungle was composed of two parts; the outside garden (the loser area) and the inner area. The inner area was divided into a snack bar with the kind of snacks that look good but taste like cardboard

and an enormous jungle gym. The play area was a floor covered by dirty old balls and a platform that had a rope. The platform led to some suspended floors with ripped safety nets. One floor led to what we referred to as The Black Room,

a room with all black walls  that would somehow show terrifying things when you closed your eyes (it completely traumatized me, I completely blocked it out of my memory) and one of them led to the most terrifying slide ever created by mankind which deposited you into the dirty ball pit.

Using some like kind of secret ninja technique with the suspended floors you could get to a derelict extra activity that was never finished, It had faces painted on the walls that haunt my nightmares till now.
It was crazy fun.

 

I Hate

I'm human, I have human emotions. I feel sad, happy,insecure, hyper and very, very often I feel angry. Not the ordinary anger that comes from watching stupidity or seeing something unsettling; but the deep set
loathing feeling that spews forth from hatred. I feel this anger often, about 3-8 times a day, and can connect with people through using this hate to gain a shared attribute, I have made most of my friends through this hate

(and it probably says something highly disturbing about human nature).

I am not a particularly sane person, I too share with the random, irrational hatred of inanimate objects. One of these things are lamps; I hate them, I'm not sure why but I have a strong feeling that if lamps gained sentience, they would probably be annoying.

I hate UP2U gum. I could probably do an entire post on how much I hate UP2U gum but summarized my reasons are; It is a retarded concept (if I want gum I'll freakin
buy the flavor I want),they spell the name in all caps, all caps should not be used outside chat rooms, and finally the color of the packet makes me lose my gum appetite, it is an ugly green that belongs on the walls of a badly painted hospital.

I hate birds (the tiny chirpy ones)

, I once had two birds,they got eggs, then willingly killed their birdlets and ate them. I hate lipstick;this is completely irrational. I hate dry dog food; it looks like crap, smells like crap and I strongly believe that it probably tastes like crap.

And finally, I really hate with all my soul; Chihuahuas.

Chihuahuas are the spawn of the devil, they are disgusting little things with no good use and are completely unloveable. They look like an experiment to breed friendly rats gone horrifyingly wrong and act like an ugly squeaky toy that squeaks itself, and they keep shivering for no clear reason,
"Are you okay little doggie? are you cold?"
"(retarded gurgling noise I assume is a bark)"
If I ever get the chance, I would kick a nervous barking chihuahua just to see how far it would fly.