Saturday, October 23, 2010

When the husbands away the wife will play.....with HIJABS!

So I begin this entry I am very sad that I can't think of cleaver ways to describe things. I think it is good that I never had indulged my secret desire to be a real writer. I like food a lot and I'm not sure I would eat much of it if I was writing. I welcome votes on which one you like.


I love brown and teal and weather cold enough for hijab layers!

I think this is the hijab I will wear if I ever run for office or just when I want to represent.

The Messy Bun


This one is more pink/burgundy in real life

For my minty days

My inner flower child is coming out


I have nothing to say about my face or what I'm wearing here

For the days I need to befriend lizards

I hope you have enjoyed the waste of an hour and a half of time when I should have either been sleeping of studying..... :)

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

When the Past Makes You Love the Future

So last night I met a person who I wanted to love right away.
Let me start by saying I have a pretty constant desire to go back to the Oreo House, it was a place the everyone was just what they wanted to be and were valued as such. It was my home in Undergrad. I lived there for a semester then went abroad and then moved into a different apartment. It didn't work out, that other apartment, but the Oreo House was still so much my home that everyone in the house was ok with me moving into one of the nooks in the house. That's right, I lived in a nook and felt gloriously at home. When I decided that I needed to move back into The House I emailed Elizabeth, our default house mom, to ask if it might be ok for me to live in the nook. She replied "I'll have to check with everyone, but I'm sure it will be fine, this has always been your house too". Elizabeth was always freakishly organized, constantly considering other people, and might have seemed aloof to those who didn't know her.
Elizabeth is the reason I want to love the girl I met last night.
I was at a meeting where we were planning what Ohio State could do to help the victims of the floods in Pakistan. The girl who was keeping us on track and organized was a tall dark haired girl who is super involved with everything in the med school, well at least the things that could help other people. She lived in Honduras for a while, she's Catholic, and she not afraid to yell at people when they get off track. Anyone who knows Elizabeth will know that this girl is leading kind of a parallel life to Elizabeth, and it makes her just the kind of person I want to have around me.
I'm not sure I will ever be friends with her, I think I came across a little bit like a teenager at a rock concert. I made it a little too clear I was a fan I think. Oh well, what happens will happen, and I will be happy if all I get to do is work on a project with such a cool person.