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Ahhh! Much better...

March 26th, 2007 (11:35 am)

sitting:: at my roommate's desk
feeling: : rejuvenated
listening to:: "Amie" -- Pure Prairie League

Spring break FINALLY came. Hooray! I'm going to Tennessee to visit the grandparents on Wednesday, but until then I'm on campus and it's incredible. The place is empty. There can't be more than 15 students here in this dorm that usually holds about 400.

I'm finally doing all the things I said I'd do when I had time: laundry (so important!), cleaning my room, going to the gym, watching seasons 5, 6, and 7 of "The West Wing," it's phenomenal! Of course, it's going to be that much harder when I have to start working again. And I have a paper due the Wednesday we get back. Yuck. Why do teachers do that? Don't they realize that we don't want to work over break? And some people can't? I mean, obviously I'll have time to, but what if I was going on some exciting mission trip to Guatemala or something? I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to bring my laptop.

Anyway, the future is bright. I'm happy. I love spring. Thank God it's here! All this winter stuff was getting on my nerves. :)

86 degrees and sunny in Tennessee. I'll be there soooooon....

P.S: "300" was amazing. Go see it. Right now. If you're still reading this, it might be too late. GO!

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I take back that "miracle and wonder" stuff

March 13th, 2007 (11:54 am)

sitting:: at my messy desk
feeling: : frustrated
listening to:: "Magic" -- Ben Folds Five

These days SUCK. Midterms SUCK. Grrr...

I wish I knew what I was doing this summer. I wish what I was doing next year. Oh, and I wish I knew what I was doing with MY LIFE! Little things, really. :)

Estoy harta de la lengua Arabe. It's too much work. Ustaadhi does not seem to get that I'm taking three classes in addition to his. Harumph.

OK, that's about all I needed to say right now. Sorry for the bitching. Back to vowelling my awesome sentences: "My friend is characterized by intelligence and competence!" What a useful thing to know how to say. /sarcasm

How are you?

Nerd Love [userpic]

These are the days of miracle and wonder

March 6th, 2007 (11:11 am)

sitting:: at my desk
feeling: : happy
listening to:: "The Boy In The Bubble" -- Paul Simon

Paul Simon really gets me thinking. I love listening to "I Know What I Know" before I take my final exams. It puts me in a great frame of mind. No matter how much I study, there's not *too* much more I'm going to pick up in the 12 hours before a test. Might as well sleep, no? (I have a midterm on Friday, hence the exam-influenced thoughts)

I watched the Oscars last Sunday. All four hours of them. And while I thought we could have done without some of the tributes, the shadow dancer things were super cool. And Ellen was cute. Not great, but she did the job, and I got a few chuckles out of it.

But after "The Departed" won Best Picture (YAY!) and Martin Scorsese won Best Director (DOUBLE YAY!), I really wanted to watch the movie. So I tracked it down and watched it. I had seen it in the theater, but it was just as good upon second viewing. Man oh man. That is a great film. And there is *such* good music in it. I bought Van Morrison's live cover of "Comfortably Numb" (played when Leo gets with the psychiatrist... hot) and "borrowed" the Stones' "Gimme Shelter" from my roommate. Simply incredible. I love how Marty uses "Gimme Shelter" in a lot of his movies. Although I don't think anything can touch the "Layla" montage in "Goodfellas." That is just about as good as it gets.

OK, I'll cease my musical ramblings. Sometimes I just feel very appreciative of musicians and the incredible songs they give us.

Also, I use the word "incredible" too much. Sorry.

Also also, Martin Scorsese and I share a birthday. And Danny DeVito, too. Pretty sweet, huh?

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March 1st, 2007 (11:57 am)
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sitting:: at my desk
feeling: : contemplative
listening to:: "Nightswimming" -- R.E.M.

I just finished translating a poem from Arabic for class today. As much as I hate poetry, I really liked this poem. There's something to be said for the beauty of it in Arabic, but it's quite nice in English. It's by Suad Al-Sabah (a woman), and I didn't actually translate the title (whoops). But here is the body:

They say:
That writing is a great sin...
so do not write.
And that prayer to the letters... is forbidden.
So don't get close.
And that the style of poems is poison
so be careful not to drink.

And here I am
I have imbibed much
But I am not poisoned by the ink of the inkwell of my writing.
And here I am
I have written much
And I set fire to every star, a great fire,
and God has not been mad one day at me
and the Prophet is not displeased with me.

They say:
That words are the privilege of men
so do not speak!
And that writing love poetry is the art of men,
so do not love passionately!
And that writing is a deep sea of water,
so do not drown.

And here I am, I have often loved passionately
And here I am, I have often swam
I have stood up to every ocean and I have not drowned.


Anyway I just thought that was nice...

Nerd Love [userpic]


February 25th, 2007 (03:12 pm)

sitting:: in a conference room
feeling: : blank
listening to:: "Land Down Under" -- Men At Work

I hate meetings.

I like laptops.

I love wireless internet.

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Ups and Downs

February 21st, 2007 (04:46 pm)

sitting:: in the room
feeling: : cynical
listening to:: "Silver Street (Live)" -- Ben Folds

Hello, hello to everyone.

The ballad I wrote for the MNFF challenge won first place, which was super exciting. Maybe I'll give up my potential career at the Experimental Geology Lab and become a balladeer. Hmm... What a life that would be.

Unfortunately, I just received some devastating news about a good friend of mine, so any high from the win/the potential job was pretty much canceled out. It's funny how life hands you lemons, you make lemonade, and then life spills your lemonade all over the place. Not funny, life.

EDIT: the "cynical" bouncing star is really, really scary. I hope that's not what I really look like.

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Home again, home again

February 17th, 2007 (12:02 am)

sitting:: home!
feeling: : peaceful
listening to:: "Lay Lady Lay" -- Bob Dylan

It's always so incredible to go home. It's wonderful to know that there's a place in this world that will never change. I know exactly what it sounds like as I sit in the TV room and my dad pulls in the garage. I know exactly what it feels like when I walk from the back of the house (cold!) into the front of the house (slightly less cold, yet still well below any sane level). I know exactly what it smells like when I go down to the basement (not good, my friends. Not good). It's just... nice.

As you may have guessed, I'm home for the weekend. Random, yes, and yet so good.

Nerd Love [userpic]

Yet again...

February 12th, 2007 (11:50 pm)

sitting:: A place devoid of camels
feeling: : blank
listening to:: "Missing You" -- John Waite

I found another great camel-related word. I swear I'm not obsessed or anything, but I really think my dictionary is 90% about camels. Anyway, "judhail" means "wooden post on which camels rub themselves." Of course. Why not? Clearly, wooden posts on which camels rub themselves are much different than wooden posts on which, say, dogs rub themselves. My question is, how did this German white guy (Hans Wehr, who compiled the dictionary) find out the meanings of these obscure words? If I walk down the street in Cairo and say, "excuse me, could you tell me where the closest judhail is?" ... well, I don't think people are going to be drawing too many maps, is all I'm saying...

My next post will almost certainly NOT be about camels, lest you think me some sort of freak.

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New Layout and Camels

February 8th, 2007 (03:08 pm)

sitting:: Just Guess
feeling: : tired
listening to:: "Bizarre Love Triangle" -- New Order

Got a new layout. The other one was so blah. This one features my Dad's photography. He takes such good pictures of flowers!

On to the important stuff, namely camels: While studying Arabic poetry today in class and hearing two separate
poetic terms that were derived from a word for "camel," I came to the conclusion that *every* word in the Arabic language is derived from a word for "camel." I mean, if poetry, the very essence of beauty and the pinnacle of the elegance of the Arabic language can be related to an ugly, smelly, spitting animal... Well, I just don't know. But I think my theory is valid. You know how the Inuits/Eskimos have, like, some ridiculous number of words for snow? It's very similar in Arabic. There are certain words for he-camels and she-camels, camels standing up, camels laying down... One time I was perusing my dictionary and I found a word for "the morning bray of a camel." As in, this bray is different from the afternoon bray, or the evening bray. Pretty flippin' sweet, no?

Also: the Night-Blind Camels would be an *awesome* name for a band.

Nerd Love [userpic]

Flying Rocks

February 7th, 2007 (11:37 am)

sitting:: My Still Messy Room
feeling: : amused
listening to:: "I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight" -- Cutting Crew

I think right now that if I could be anything "when I grow up," I would be a geologist. I mean, if money and ability weren't an issue. I'm not a big science girl; I think it's really interesting, but I'm pretty darn terrible. Even so, something about rocks is really fascinating to me.

At school there's a building called the "Experimental Geology Lab," and I get a big kick out of it every time I walk past. What the heck kind of experiments to they do in there? For some reason, all I can picture are rocks zooming around the building and scientists (in white lab coats and goggles, natch) ducking under tables screaming, "The rocks! The rocks are out of control!!!"

Maybe I will apply for a job at the EGL. I can be a rock-catcher.

But probably not.

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