la joie de vivre

It all boils down to la joie de vivre....

Ahh...the French.


I just got done watching Jessica Simpson's The Price of Beauty (in case you're also a fan, yes it aired a while back but I just saw it though Tvo). Anyway, the premise is beauty at what cost in various countries. The last episode was in France. Of course, there was the stereotypical bathing in wine, eating disorders, putting down Americans, and oh-la-la "la joie de vivre". haha.

As much as I love the concept, I think its BS. I have a theory that the French all secretly take an oath they do what they do and keep it to themselves. lol. Bien oui, c'est simple...they proclaim. That is why they all hated that French author who wrote, French women don't get fat. Yes, I read it, own the book, and am a fan. However, its not as simple as loving life-it's self-control. Its being conscious about what one eats. Anyway, whatever. No real point to this, just think they are so funny!

Yes, so far this blog isn't very PC..oops.

What else can I say....well yay for the Health care reform bill being passed (yes, a few days later..)!!! We are finally entering civilization, America! :)

i want a cupcake

I was reminded today about my blog. lol. A coworker (and friend!) actually quoted part of it. Aww. It make my heart smile. So I guess it means I'm back? I have been slacking, but I'm a busy gal these days and plus my life isn't that exciting! Well, actually the "excitement" should be left out! Put nothing in writing, I say...especially on the internet!

Anyway, so my aunt came to visit from Sudan and it is soo sweet to just chill, drink some tea and have long conversations with her in my broken Arabic haha. Mostly, they consists of Sudanese people's number one, beloved topic-El 3iris (weddings/marriages). As a young Sudanese lady, that should somehow be my life's goal. Ugh! Its insane. Its as though prolonging my bachelor's would have actually won me some time from getting the sly comments of "halas baad tha" (okay, after this..'implying its next') and such. My mom claims its in everybody's culture, want their child to be 'taken care of'...blah blah. One of the dialogues my aunt and I had was really funny though! You know when older and wiser people, can just say the most profound things in less than 5 words and it gets their point across (..obviously, I lack in that art. lol.) and make you (in this case, me) feel stupid...

Anyway, I was trying to explain to her that the average Sudanese guy won't work for me. I, of course touched on all the obvious-my independence, not the most religious/conservative, have never lived in Sudan, etc..then I decided to explain that besides, I need an "adventurous" guy! I couldn't translate the word 'adventurous' to Arabic and my mom (aka my human dictionary) was no where to be found. I proceeded to explain it by saying i want someone who doesnt want the suburban life. Someone willing and wanting to travel and live overseas and learn new cultures, and help developing countries and their people etc...She looked at me with a smeak and said "3ad yahyima loh kida, amshi safri baraki" (translation: In that case, go travel alone). No, I'm not mad...its not a dream-killer statement, the way the oversensitive American may take it (excuse the stereotype). Its a dose of reality a la Sudanaise. Thats the way habobat (grandmas)are..you see. They keeps it real. Anyhow, I don't know. I didn't want to ruin her dream either by saying, well maybe I can't find a Sudanese and adventurous guy but maybe I'll find a non -Sudanese, adventurous one...but thats another post. haha.

Anyway, back to reality and by "reality" I mean thinking grad school and career- NOT marriage....

Haiti's Rape crisis.."like an unimaginable betrayal of humanity"

http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2010-03-09/haitis-rape-crisis/

A cup of mint melange

I wanna go to bed early, but I seem determined to have at least one entry per day on this blog. lol. Even if it means me rambling...

So, I am really excited that people have begun commenting and telling me that they are actually reading this! yay! I'm not exactly sure what direction I wanna go with it. So far, I am just feeling really narcissistic writing about myself and my thoughts, like the World should somehow care. Nevertheless, here I am typing away everything that crosses my mind! Anyway, I've been getting the same response so far, "its cute!". Cute. That's pretty much the response I get to everything I do...hey, what do you think about this dress?...my new car?...this brilliant idea? Its like everything I touch doesn't turn to gold, but instead to pure cute-ness! lol. I digress. Another interesting response I've been getting to this blog, "Oh yea, I haven't written in mine in ages…" or "I use the same format"etc... I mean I realized I wasn't the only one out here blogging, but somehow I thought I would know who amongst my friends has a blog and who doesn't. Yet, in the last few days I must have said, "You have a blog?" like a ga-dillion (that's a new number my nephew and I made up to defy infinity. lol.) times! It’s as though I somehow stumbled into the secret world of blogging and I now know the identity of the covert members of this society-everyone from fashinatas, photog fanatics and the politically-opinionated.

Anyway, I'm exhausted and its a post..so there. Let's hope this isn't just a phase, yea? lol.

Oh yes, as I'm sure you figured...my new goal is to make the blog less "cute".....and more real! Down. for the people. lmao. Yea right-I am just cute. whatever. :)

Bonne nuit.

McQueen's last collection

http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/gallery/2010/mar/09/alexander-mcqueen-last-collection

hommage to International Women's Day

"A woman is like a tea bag: you never know how strong she is until she gets into hot water." Eleanor Roosevelt

Uncommonly beautiful

My sister just gave me my bday gift. Its these awesome vintage earrings made from recycled materials, from a funky UK online shop, called uncommonly beautiful.

Check it out... http://www.uncommonlybeautiful.com/

Okay. now that Oscars are done (and were quite disappointing, I must say...)-it's way past my bedtime! Nighty night.

a few good (birthday) moments.

scrambled eggs and hot topics.

So, its Saturday morning and I'm attempting to take this blog seriously. It all started last night, when my sister and I were at Barnes and Nobles. I realized its been a week since my 25th birthday. It was a overdose of celebrations, good food, family, and old friends coming to town. It was definetely good times! Truth be told, I'm still recuperating! However, now that the party is over, it occured I'm 25 and not exactly were I thought I'd be as a 25 year old. Back to last night, I spontaneously decided I was going to buy and (for once in my life) start writing a journal. Cute, yea? As I was attempting really hard to find the one that "spoke or inspired me", contemplating between polka dots and pretty birds on leather bound, over-priced diaries-my sister interfered. She said, so blunt and wittily (as she usually does!), "Why don't you start a blog? Its more modern". So, I took her advice. Afterall, the idea is to be less old fashioned and more hip as I go into life as 25 and over...

cheers.

They say you're only as old as you feel. Well, in that case my 5 year old nephew thinks I'm his age. So, chances are-I'm good.

Hello to the first week in my life as XXV and over! Let's blog...