Friends (and other worldly creatures),
I guess it's been quite some time since I last posted. Updates? I am almost, just about halfway through with my senior year (WOOT WOOT!). In fact, I just registered for my last semester. It was frustrating and way too arduous of a task, but its done :] On another note I will also be heading home for thanksgiving break soon. And next to my birthday, Eid, and Fourth of July, Thanksgiving is definitely one of my favorite holidays! I love the chaos that it takes to make dinner for my family and all the various brown families that come over to our house. Its definitely worth every last morsel. And I love how the house gets so filled up with people, loud and crazy, food flying onto plates. As long as mum doesn't try to brown-ify dinner, at least that's what my brother is hoping for. Can't we just have a good old white Thanksgiving?! Curry and rice less? That's all I ask for. Oh, and lots of shopping afterwards. And after break, there's about two more weeks of school, and then winter break! It's going to be grand. As long as I don't fall in the slushy mess outside tomorrow. Peace. W'Salaam.
Monday, November 12, 2012
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Snapshot
Friends (and other worldly creatures),
I guess it's been quite some time since I last detailed the going-ons of my life. I do however have a pretty good excuse. (DRUMROLL) I spent this weekend doing absolutely nothing. Squat. And I have to admit, I was actually not guilt ridden about not getting anything done; instead, it was actually some much needed meditation time. As YOU know, I have been spending too much time worrying about my post-grad plans, so I thought I should do the next sane thing and actually chill.
Anyhoot, on a whole different note, I think this is by far the most gorgeous fall Pullman has ever had. First people were complaining about the heat, then they were upset about the rain and the wind. Truth be told, I LOVE windstorms! Or just storms in general. There's just something about all that chaos, and then the scary yet calm quiet right after. I stepped outside the other day, and it honestly looked like the kind of fall weather that we hear about in fairy tales, or just far off wondrous places haha. The leaves were a perfectly burnt red-orange, and they covered every single tree. I kid you not! Just breathtaking! This is just another reason why I LOVE going to school here.
On an entirely different note, we are nowhere near my birthday and I am obviously neck deep in possible plans and gift ideas haha. I mean two months away is not enough time to start planning. Actually, its more of me contemplating my gift wish list. Every year, since before the dawn of my time, my dad would have me write a wish list of all the things I want for my birthday, in order of gift attractiveness. Granted I will be turning twenty-two, so I may no longer want the usual Barbie accessory, but I guarantee you I will still be writing that list. Just as I do every year. Why break from tradition? Peace. W'Salaam.
I guess it's been quite some time since I last detailed the going-ons of my life. I do however have a pretty good excuse. (DRUMROLL) I spent this weekend doing absolutely nothing. Squat. And I have to admit, I was actually not guilt ridden about not getting anything done; instead, it was actually some much needed meditation time. As YOU know, I have been spending too much time worrying about my post-grad plans, so I thought I should do the next sane thing and actually chill.
Anyhoot, on a whole different note, I think this is by far the most gorgeous fall Pullman has ever had. First people were complaining about the heat, then they were upset about the rain and the wind. Truth be told, I LOVE windstorms! Or just storms in general. There's just something about all that chaos, and then the scary yet calm quiet right after. I stepped outside the other day, and it honestly looked like the kind of fall weather that we hear about in fairy tales, or just far off wondrous places haha. The leaves were a perfectly burnt red-orange, and they covered every single tree. I kid you not! Just breathtaking! This is just another reason why I LOVE going to school here.
On an entirely different note, we are nowhere near my birthday and I am obviously neck deep in possible plans and gift ideas haha. I mean two months away is not enough time to start planning. Actually, its more of me contemplating my gift wish list. Every year, since before the dawn of my time, my dad would have me write a wish list of all the things I want for my birthday, in order of gift attractiveness. Granted I will be turning twenty-two, so I may no longer want the usual Barbie accessory, but I guarantee you I will still be writing that list. Just as I do every year. Why break from tradition? Peace. W'Salaam.
Monday, October 8, 2012
Magic 8 Ball
Friends (and other worldly creatures),
Since I have sooo much time on my hands right now, why not another post! Yeeeeeah..Real talk: I cannot focus worth beans right now. I met with my adviser today and I was so pysched because I'm pretty much done. As in done, done. At the end of the semester I will have finished all the classes for my major and my minor. So next semester I can take some easy fun classes..WRONG! I should take Spanish and HTML, all things that can brush up my resume. And I need to look into grad school programs, PhD, government jobs...SLOW YOUR ROLL MAN! And that's exactly what I told my parents. Whatever happened to having some breathing room huh?! Don't I atleast get that?! Nope. Way too much running on my mind to focus on Burke, or post-modernism, or even first generation college students and how they should be surveyed...all topics that I should currently be studying or working on at the moment. But seriously, people keep advising me, telling me what to apply to, what not to do, that I'll figure it out. Shut your gob! You don't know what the future holds. Hell that's why it is called the future! I guess "normal" brown girls don't freak out like this. But YOU knew a long time ago that I was far from "normal."
And now all of a sudden I'm flipping starvin' marvin'. Marvelous. On that note..Peace. W'Salaam.
Since I have sooo much time on my hands right now, why not another post! Yeeeeeah..Real talk: I cannot focus worth beans right now. I met with my adviser today and I was so pysched because I'm pretty much done. As in done, done. At the end of the semester I will have finished all the classes for my major and my minor. So next semester I can take some easy fun classes..WRONG! I should take Spanish and HTML, all things that can brush up my resume. And I need to look into grad school programs, PhD, government jobs...SLOW YOUR ROLL MAN! And that's exactly what I told my parents. Whatever happened to having some breathing room huh?! Don't I atleast get that?! Nope. Way too much running on my mind to focus on Burke, or post-modernism, or even first generation college students and how they should be surveyed...all topics that I should currently be studying or working on at the moment. But seriously, people keep advising me, telling me what to apply to, what not to do, that I'll figure it out. Shut your gob! You don't know what the future holds. Hell that's why it is called the future! I guess "normal" brown girls don't freak out like this. But YOU knew a long time ago that I was far from "normal."
And now all of a sudden I'm flipping starvin' marvin'. Marvelous. On that note..Peace. W'Salaam.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
TGI..the weekend
Friends (and other worldly creatures),
(SIGH!) Not going to lie, this has been a bit of a hard week. Its just been nonstop, a constant go, go, go. So much, that people are forgetting to slow their rolls! Yesterday, I was walking down the stairs after my class, and some random Preety tried to run me off the stairs! It was not ok. Don't worry, I gave her a nice little pat right back..
My eyes have been burning all day. And, at work, I knew I was going to fall over so I leaned into one of my friends hoping that I wouldn't land on the floor haha. Long days on campus are never ideal. Especially once the cold front makes its way into Pullman. Seriously, no me gusta!
To all of you out there who know random Preetys who enjoy posting and updating every two seconds of their life, can I get a holla! It is bad enough that we have to hear you rave about every single second of what's going on with you, but that does not give you a right to rave about other people, whether it be good or bad. Some of us just do not want our news on everyone's feed. Wake up and check out the book on civility!
Anyhoot, it is officially October. This means we are also officially one month closer to graduation (insert girly screech)! Maybe I am getting a little too ahead of myself, but there is such a huge part of me that is ready to be done. Sometimes, scratch that, a lot of the time, I find myself itching to make a break for it. I guess I will just have to sit on my hands a little longer..Peace. W'Salaam.
(SIGH!) Not going to lie, this has been a bit of a hard week. Its just been nonstop, a constant go, go, go. So much, that people are forgetting to slow their rolls! Yesterday, I was walking down the stairs after my class, and some random Preety tried to run me off the stairs! It was not ok. Don't worry, I gave her a nice little pat right back..
My eyes have been burning all day. And, at work, I knew I was going to fall over so I leaned into one of my friends hoping that I wouldn't land on the floor haha. Long days on campus are never ideal. Especially once the cold front makes its way into Pullman. Seriously, no me gusta!
To all of you out there who know random Preetys who enjoy posting and updating every two seconds of their life, can I get a holla! It is bad enough that we have to hear you rave about every single second of what's going on with you, but that does not give you a right to rave about other people, whether it be good or bad. Some of us just do not want our news on everyone's feed. Wake up and check out the book on civility!
Anyhoot, it is officially October. This means we are also officially one month closer to graduation (insert girly screech)! Maybe I am getting a little too ahead of myself, but there is such a huge part of me that is ready to be done. Sometimes, scratch that, a lot of the time, I find myself itching to make a break for it. I guess I will just have to sit on my hands a little longer..Peace. W'Salaam.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Can I go now?
Friends (and other worldly creatures),
Here we are. Just another Tuesday. I am itching to get to the weekend. But mostly I'm just itching to get out of here. I'm pretty much over my senior year, but at the same time not. I have a feeling I will be regretting these sentiments come next year.
Anyhoot, saw Professor Preety this morning on the way to work. Gawd was that class misery. It was basically a rehashing of the last two semesters of my life. But with more awkward silences. If I could just not see her on a regular basis, that would be nice. I'm not even in her class anymore, and yet, she's always there! Whatevs. Also, I really loathe the fact that I had a wonderful weekend at home, and then BAM! The train of assignments, and exams, and papers just throttles itself into my life. And this is the moment where I take a stand. If YOU think I'm complaining too much, YOU can take a hike. Back to me. Its ok though, KDawg and I are going to have another lazy weekend filled with SVU and pizza. And I'll go workout in between. Just for shits and giggles.
I'm ready to fastforward to summer. I want to go out and have an actual adventure before I have to go back home and grow up. I want to travel, to explore, to do something that makes a difference, go work in some village in Bangladesh. I want to do something. I feel like I'm doing life injustice by not attempting to give back. I guess we'll just have to wait and see whats ahead. Peace. W'Salaam.
Here we are. Just another Tuesday. I am itching to get to the weekend. But mostly I'm just itching to get out of here. I'm pretty much over my senior year, but at the same time not. I have a feeling I will be regretting these sentiments come next year.
Anyhoot, saw Professor Preety this morning on the way to work. Gawd was that class misery. It was basically a rehashing of the last two semesters of my life. But with more awkward silences. If I could just not see her on a regular basis, that would be nice. I'm not even in her class anymore, and yet, she's always there! Whatevs. Also, I really loathe the fact that I had a wonderful weekend at home, and then BAM! The train of assignments, and exams, and papers just throttles itself into my life. And this is the moment where I take a stand. If YOU think I'm complaining too much, YOU can take a hike. Back to me. Its ok though, KDawg and I are going to have another lazy weekend filled with SVU and pizza. And I'll go workout in between. Just for shits and giggles.
I'm ready to fastforward to summer. I want to go out and have an actual adventure before I have to go back home and grow up. I want to travel, to explore, to do something that makes a difference, go work in some village in Bangladesh. I want to do something. I feel like I'm doing life injustice by not attempting to give back. I guess we'll just have to wait and see whats ahead. Peace. W'Salaam.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Commence insanity
Friends (and other worldly creatures),
With much convincing and raving from YOU, I decided to start blogging about the adventures and misadventures of my life, or at least for my senior year of uni. First of all, if you have not heard of Bollywood or seen an Indian movie: STOP. And do so now. And then my life may (or may not) make a little bit more sense.
Anyhoot, I was finally able to visit home this last weekend. Firstly, I don't enjoy crying, it is uncomfortable and people see it. But when I saw my grandma, my face just somehow started leaking. And it wouldn't stop! It was ok though. I walked into her place and her sister-in-law starts hollering about how amazing my skin looks, how I'm glowing, and how gorgeous I've become since the last time she saw me. Now for a brown girl, this is "hold the phone" news. It was fan-freaking-tastic, especially since my mother duo (grandma and mum) has been smearing my face in all types of minerals and vegetables for years now. Being home was amazing, as usual. My dad was still appalled at how my voice carries through the house, but I know he missed it too.
And now its Monday. Joy. People in my first class were so confunded by the simple directions the prof gave, it was just too much for 9am. And when I say too much for 9am, I mean I could not handle that much stupidity that early in the morning. (And deep breathe haha) I feel like I'm just dragging on. So I guess that's quite enough from me for today. Peace. W'Salaam.
With much convincing and raving from YOU, I decided to start blogging about the adventures and misadventures of my life, or at least for my senior year of uni. First of all, if you have not heard of Bollywood or seen an Indian movie: STOP. And do so now. And then my life may (or may not) make a little bit more sense.
Anyhoot, I was finally able to visit home this last weekend. Firstly, I don't enjoy crying, it is uncomfortable and people see it. But when I saw my grandma, my face just somehow started leaking. And it wouldn't stop! It was ok though. I walked into her place and her sister-in-law starts hollering about how amazing my skin looks, how I'm glowing, and how gorgeous I've become since the last time she saw me. Now for a brown girl, this is "hold the phone" news. It was fan-freaking-tastic, especially since my mother duo (grandma and mum) has been smearing my face in all types of minerals and vegetables for years now. Being home was amazing, as usual. My dad was still appalled at how my voice carries through the house, but I know he missed it too.
And now its Monday. Joy. People in my first class were so confunded by the simple directions the prof gave, it was just too much for 9am. And when I say too much for 9am, I mean I could not handle that much stupidity that early in the morning. (And deep breathe haha) I feel like I'm just dragging on. So I guess that's quite enough from me for today. Peace. W'Salaam.
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