Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
The Driveway
Won't pretend it's too soon to tell
What's 'round this bend
No disgrace... about face...
Anything not to have to chase
You down again
You know
Nothing hurts like losing
When you know it's really gone
Except for the pain of choosing
To hold too long
I tried it your way
But I got nothing to show
It's been the same
And the story's getting old
So I guess the driveway
Will be the end of the road
For us it's too late
Let the credits start to roll
A lot to say, but not today
Let the radio break the silence
As we drive
A kiss goodbye, not this time
Don't remember what about this song
I ever liked
I thought we were getting somewhere
But we're still nowhere at all
I watch your tail lights fading
I try but the tears wont fall
I remember what it feels like to know
Love and have it taken away
Can't think of what I learned right now
But I'll be thanking you someday
Miley Cyrus
Saturday, October 11, 2008
McCain and Palin Are Playing With Fire
By Khaled Hosseini
Sunday, October 12, 2008; Page B05 Washington Post
I prefer to discuss politics through my novels, but I am truly dismayed these days. Twice last week alone, speakers at McCain-Palin rallies have referred to Sen. Barack Obama, with unveiled scorn, as Barack Hussein Obama.
Never mind that this evokes -- and brazenly tries to resurrect -- the unsavory, cruel days of our past that we thought we had left behind. Never mind that such jeers are deeply offensive to millions of peaceful, law-abiding Muslim Americans who must bear the unveiled charge, made by some supporters of Sen. John McCain and Gov. Sarah Palin, that Obama's middle name makes him someone to distrust -- and, judging by some of the crowd reactions at these rallies, someone to persecute or even kill. As a secular Muslim, I too was offended. Obama's middle name differs from my last name by only two vowels. Does the McCain-Palin campaign view me as a pariah too? Do McCain and Palin think there's something wrong with my name?
But never mind any of that.
The real affront is the lack of firm response from either McCain or Palin. Neither has had the moral courage, when taking the stage, to grasp the microphone, turn to the presenter and, right then and there, denounce the use of Obama's middle name as an insult. Instead, they have simply delivered their stump speeches, lacing into Obama as if nothing out-of-bounds had just happened. The McCain-Palin ticket has given toxic speeches accusing Obama of being a friend of terrorists, then released short, meek repudiations of some of the rough stuff, including McCain's call Friday to "be respectful." Back in February, the Arizona senator apologized for the "disparaging remarks" from a talk-radio host who sneered repeatedly about "Barack Hussein Obama" before a McCain rally. "We will have a respectful debate," McCain insisted afterward. But pretending to douse flames that you are busy fanning does not qualify as straight talk.
What I find most unconscionable is the refusal of the McCain-Palin tandem to publicly condemn the cries of "traitor," "liar," "terrorist" and (worst of all) "kill him!" that could be heard at recent rallies. McCain is perfectly capable of telling hecklers off. But not once did he or his running mate bother to admonish the people yelling these obscene -- and potentially dangerous -- words. They may not have been able to hear the slurs at the rallies, but surely they have had ample time since to get on camera and warn that this sort of ugliness has no place in an election season. But they have not. Simply calling Obama "a decent person" is not enough.
Is inaction tantamount to consent? The McCain campaign certainly thinks so when it comes to Obama and incendiary remarks from the Rev. Jeremiah Wright. By their own inaction, then, are McCain and Palin condoning these slurs? Or worse, are they willfully inciting the angry and venomous response that we have been witnessing at their rallies? If not, then what reaction are they hoping to evoke by their relentless public suggestions that Obama is basically an anti-American liar who won't put "country first" and has an affection for terrorists? Do they not understand the kind of fire they are playing with?
I -- and, I suspect, millions of Americans like me, Republicans and Democrats alike -- couldn't care less about Obama's middle name or the ridiculous six-degrees-of-separation game that is the William Ayers non-issue. The Taliban are clawing their way back in Afghanistan, the country that I hope many of my fellow Americans have come to understand better through my novels. People are losing their homes and their jobs and are watching the future slip away from them. But instead of addressing these problems, the McCain-Palin ticket is doing its best to distract Americans by provoking fear, anxiety and hatred. Country first? Hardly.
Khaled Hosseini is the author of "The Kite Runner" and "A Thousand Splendid Suns."
Sunday, October 12, 2008; Page B05 Washington Post
I prefer to discuss politics through my novels, but I am truly dismayed these days. Twice last week alone, speakers at McCain-Palin rallies have referred to Sen. Barack Obama, with unveiled scorn, as Barack Hussein Obama.
Never mind that this evokes -- and brazenly tries to resurrect -- the unsavory, cruel days of our past that we thought we had left behind. Never mind that such jeers are deeply offensive to millions of peaceful, law-abiding Muslim Americans who must bear the unveiled charge, made by some supporters of Sen. John McCain and Gov. Sarah Palin, that Obama's middle name makes him someone to distrust -- and, judging by some of the crowd reactions at these rallies, someone to persecute or even kill. As a secular Muslim, I too was offended. Obama's middle name differs from my last name by only two vowels. Does the McCain-Palin campaign view me as a pariah too? Do McCain and Palin think there's something wrong with my name?
But never mind any of that.
The real affront is the lack of firm response from either McCain or Palin. Neither has had the moral courage, when taking the stage, to grasp the microphone, turn to the presenter and, right then and there, denounce the use of Obama's middle name as an insult. Instead, they have simply delivered their stump speeches, lacing into Obama as if nothing out-of-bounds had just happened. The McCain-Palin ticket has given toxic speeches accusing Obama of being a friend of terrorists, then released short, meek repudiations of some of the rough stuff, including McCain's call Friday to "be respectful." Back in February, the Arizona senator apologized for the "disparaging remarks" from a talk-radio host who sneered repeatedly about "Barack Hussein Obama" before a McCain rally. "We will have a respectful debate," McCain insisted afterward. But pretending to douse flames that you are busy fanning does not qualify as straight talk.
What I find most unconscionable is the refusal of the McCain-Palin tandem to publicly condemn the cries of "traitor," "liar," "terrorist" and (worst of all) "kill him!" that could be heard at recent rallies. McCain is perfectly capable of telling hecklers off. But not once did he or his running mate bother to admonish the people yelling these obscene -- and potentially dangerous -- words. They may not have been able to hear the slurs at the rallies, but surely they have had ample time since to get on camera and warn that this sort of ugliness has no place in an election season. But they have not. Simply calling Obama "a decent person" is not enough.
Is inaction tantamount to consent? The McCain campaign certainly thinks so when it comes to Obama and incendiary remarks from the Rev. Jeremiah Wright. By their own inaction, then, are McCain and Palin condoning these slurs? Or worse, are they willfully inciting the angry and venomous response that we have been witnessing at their rallies? If not, then what reaction are they hoping to evoke by their relentless public suggestions that Obama is basically an anti-American liar who won't put "country first" and has an affection for terrorists? Do they not understand the kind of fire they are playing with?
I -- and, I suspect, millions of Americans like me, Republicans and Democrats alike -- couldn't care less about Obama's middle name or the ridiculous six-degrees-of-separation game that is the William Ayers non-issue. The Taliban are clawing their way back in Afghanistan, the country that I hope many of my fellow Americans have come to understand better through my novels. People are losing their homes and their jobs and are watching the future slip away from them. But instead of addressing these problems, the McCain-Palin ticket is doing its best to distract Americans by provoking fear, anxiety and hatred. Country first? Hardly.
Khaled Hosseini is the author of "The Kite Runner" and "A Thousand Splendid Suns."
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Anger.
Maybe anger is not the right word. Disappointment maybe. I guess I just thought I would get a little more respect from my oldest friend. The lies. The let downs. It all starts to get very old. One person can only take so much. I think it hurts more when it comes from someone you thought you could trust. The key word being thought.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
7 things.
This is all I have to say. Whoever thought a Miley Cyrus song would express my feelings.
And now we’re standing in the rain
But nothing’s ever gonna change until you hear,
My dear
The 7 things I hate about you
You’re vain, your games, you’re insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh, you make me cry
I don’t know which side to buy
Your friends, they’re jerks
When you act like them, just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you
It’s awkward and it’s silent
As I wait for you to say
What I need to hear now
Your sincere apology
When you mean it, I’ll believe it
If you text it, I’ll delete it
Let’s be clear
Oh, I’m not coming back
You’re taking 7 steps here
The 7 things I hate about you
You’re vain, your games, you’re insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh, you make me cry
I don’t know which side to buy
Your friends, they’re jerks
When you act like them, just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you
But nothing’s ever gonna change until you hear,
My dear
The 7 things I hate about you
You’re vain, your games, you’re insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh, you make me cry
I don’t know which side to buy
Your friends, they’re jerks
When you act like them, just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you
It’s awkward and it’s silent
As I wait for you to say
What I need to hear now
Your sincere apology
When you mean it, I’ll believe it
If you text it, I’ll delete it
Let’s be clear
Oh, I’m not coming back
You’re taking 7 steps here
The 7 things I hate about you
You’re vain, your games, you’re insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh, you make me cry
I don’t know which side to buy
Your friends, they’re jerks
When you act like them, just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you
Monday, September 08, 2008
Belly Dance
I have started a Belly dance class and I must say it was a lot of fun. Enen though I thought I was going to be dead meat since my friend that I am taking it with failed to mention that i needed the first class to take this one. But actually I was doing better than mmost in the class who have already taken the beginner class... so I think I did ok. Plus my belly is where I need to work on, so hopefully this will help me out a little. And in case you were wondering that is a picture of me. Haha - maybe by the end of the class plus some extra workouts.
Adios
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Sunday, August 31, 2008
The pieces don't fit here anymore.
I've been taking a long hard look at my life recently. I'm going to be 24 in a month and a half and what exactly do I have to show for it? Plenty yes. I have a wonderful supportive family, no major health problems and all that. But what about the other stuff. As much as I love my job - I really do - could i really do that for the rest of my life? No way. I don't feel like I am respected. People look down on me. Not everyone, but a good portion. Which makes me angry. i mean, I am a teacher. Teacher's make minimal pay for a ridiculous amount of work. But that is beside the point, but that is the main reason why I couldn't continue with this job is the lack of respect. Excuse me if I haven't finished my 4 year degree yet, but that doesn't change the fact that I am teaching the future leaders of America basic skills that are needed for survival in this world and in their education. I even had one person comapre me to a babysitter. I almost punched them in the face because they were serious. Some people in this world really just have no idea what being a teacher is like. Anyways, that was not my intention to go off on that tangent but if you could learn one lesson from this paragraph, let it be this: Never call a teacher a babysitter and please show them that you appreciate them - It could be the smallest thing like cutting them a flower from your garden to give to them (which I had a student to the other day) and write a little note. Almost made me cry I'm not gonna lie. Teachers need that sometimes. A little "Hey you're awesome", pat on the back if you will. But don't we all need that sometimes?
Another conclusion that I have come to is this: Friends change and can become jealous at times. Degredation is the highest form of flattery. Putting you down to make themselves feel better. The whole "I'm going to prove that I'm smarter than you" trick. Just because you finished college before me doesn't make you smarter, however calling someone stupid when you can't back up your own statements does qualify you as an ass.
Friends change. Maybe I am the one who has changed - but either way I am slowly becoming indifferent. Tired of sitting around and waiting for things to happen or change. It doesn't matter anymore. I think I am over it. I have the perfect song to describe how I feel. Here it goes...
I've been twisting and turning,
In a space that's too small.
I've been drawing the line and watching it fall,
You've been closing me in, closing the space in my heart.
Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart.
Well I can't explain why it's not enough, 'Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now, oh just leave me now.
It's the better thing to do,
It's time to surrender,
It's been too long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces don't fit anymore, the pieces don't fit here anymore.
You pulled me under,
If I had to give in.
Such a beautiful myth,
That's breaking my skin.
Well I'll hide all the bruises,
I'll hide all the damage that's done.
But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone.
Oh don't missunderstand,
How I feel.
Cause I've tried, yes I've tried.
But still I don't know why, no I don't know why.
At least James Morrison knows what's up.
Another conclusion that I have come to is this: Friends change and can become jealous at times. Degredation is the highest form of flattery. Putting you down to make themselves feel better. The whole "I'm going to prove that I'm smarter than you" trick. Just because you finished college before me doesn't make you smarter, however calling someone stupid when you can't back up your own statements does qualify you as an ass.
Friends change. Maybe I am the one who has changed - but either way I am slowly becoming indifferent. Tired of sitting around and waiting for things to happen or change. It doesn't matter anymore. I think I am over it. I have the perfect song to describe how I feel. Here it goes...
In a space that's too small.
I've been drawing the line and watching it fall,
You've been closing me in, closing the space in my heart.
Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart.
Well I can't explain why it's not enough, 'Cause I gave it all to you.
And if you leave me now, oh just leave me now.
It's the better thing to do,
It's time to surrender,
It's been too long pretending.
Theres no use in trying,
When the pieces don't fit anymore, the pieces don't fit here anymore.
You pulled me under,
If I had to give in.
Such a beautiful myth,
That's breaking my skin.
Well I'll hide all the bruises,
I'll hide all the damage that's done.
But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone.
Oh don't missunderstand,
How I feel.
Cause I've tried, yes I've tried.
But still I don't know why, no I don't know why.
At least James Morrison knows what's up.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
It's Only Life.
My Top 10 songs as of right now and I highly suggest you download every one of them...
1. "It's Only Life" by Kate Voegele
2. "In Love With a Girl" by Gavin DeGraw
3. "Leavin" by Jesse McCartney (trust me I never thought I would like this song but it's catchy and it stays in my head so it's on the list)
4. "Black and Gold" by Sam Sparro (very 80's, which lets face it I am a sucker for synthesizers)
5. 'Love in this Club" by Usher (you can't help but bounce)
6. "Disguise" by Jag Star
7. "Modern Nature" by Sondre Lerche (makes me feel good plus I loved Dan in Real Life)
8. "Feels Like Tonight" by Daughtry
9. "Save" or "Run to You" by the Rocket Summer ( I couldn't choose just one)
10. "...Slowdance on the Inside" by Taking Back Sunday (an old song but still a good one)
Bonus:
11. "Be Here Now" by Ray LaMontagne
do it.
1. "It's Only Life" by Kate Voegele
2. "In Love With a Girl" by Gavin DeGraw
3. "Leavin" by Jesse McCartney (trust me I never thought I would like this song but it's catchy and it stays in my head so it's on the list)
4. "Black and Gold" by Sam Sparro (very 80's, which lets face it I am a sucker for synthesizers)
5. 'Love in this Club" by Usher (you can't help but bounce)
6. "Disguise" by Jag Star
7. "Modern Nature" by Sondre Lerche (makes me feel good plus I loved Dan in Real Life)
8. "Feels Like Tonight" by Daughtry
9. "Save" or "Run to You" by the Rocket Summer ( I couldn't choose just one)
10. "...Slowdance on the Inside" by Taking Back Sunday (an old song but still a good one)
Bonus:
11. "Be Here Now" by Ray LaMontagne
do it.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
"What Happens in Vegas...
...You pay for when you get home".
I just saw the movie "What Happens in Vegas" tonight and I loved it! It definitely exceeded my expectations. I laughed out loud many many times. Of course, everyone knows what is going to happen in the end though right? They end up falling for each other in the end. So my question is why do girls love these movies? Even though we know exactly how it's going to end and a lot of the basic plot in between. Is it just a ray of hope in our otherwise busy and work driven lives? Or is it just more crap to fill women's heads with false ideals? Nothing ends like a movie. i can't name one "Happy Ever After" that I've experienced. Can you? Maybe that's the answer to my own question. We like to watch it happen on screen so that maybe for a couple hours we can live vicariously through Cameron Diaz or whoever. It makes me think of the little girls in my class - We watched Aladdin the other day and the first thing the girls say is "I wanna be princess Jasmine Miss Valerie! I'm Princess Jasmine!" And they really believe it. I guess we never change.
On a sidenote, I want every piece of Cameron Diaz's wardrobe in the movie. Beautiful.
Go see the movie girls.
I just saw the movie "What Happens in Vegas" tonight and I loved it! It definitely exceeded my expectations. I laughed out loud many many times. Of course, everyone knows what is going to happen in the end though right? They end up falling for each other in the end. So my question is why do girls love these movies? Even though we know exactly how it's going to end and a lot of the basic plot in between. Is it just a ray of hope in our otherwise busy and work driven lives? Or is it just more crap to fill women's heads with false ideals? Nothing ends like a movie. i can't name one "Happy Ever After" that I've experienced. Can you? Maybe that's the answer to my own question. We like to watch it happen on screen so that maybe for a couple hours we can live vicariously through Cameron Diaz or whoever. It makes me think of the little girls in my class - We watched Aladdin the other day and the first thing the girls say is "I wanna be princess Jasmine Miss Valerie! I'm Princess Jasmine!" And they really believe it. I guess we never change.
On a sidenote, I want every piece of Cameron Diaz's wardrobe in the movie. Beautiful.
Go see the movie girls.
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Tick Tock Tick Tock.
Can i just say that this is my new favorite video. I heart Miley Cyrus. That's right I said it. I think she is totally adorable and her music makes me want to shake my "ask".
And I must add that this song is awesome. Timbaland makes things sound fantastic.
VA represent.
Just know that I am dancing as you watch this. No seriously.
And I must add that this song is awesome. Timbaland makes things sound fantastic.
VA represent.
Just know that I am dancing as you watch this. No seriously.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Heads Carolina, Tails California
Baby, what do you say we just get lost?
Leave this one horse town like two rebels without a cause.
I got people in Boston.
Ain't your daddy still in Des Moines?
We can pack up tomorrow.
Tonight, let's flip a coin
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
We can load what we own in the back of a U-haul van.
Couple modern day Moses', searchin for the promised land.
We can go four hundred miles before we stop for gas.
We can drive for a day, and then we'll take a look at the map.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
We're gonna get outta here if we gotta ride a Greyhound bus.
Boy, we're bound to outrun the bad luck that's tailin' us
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
FEELIN' IT.
Leave this one horse town like two rebels without a cause.
I got people in Boston.
Ain't your daddy still in Des Moines?
We can pack up tomorrow.
Tonight, let's flip a coin
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
We can load what we own in the back of a U-haul van.
Couple modern day Moses', searchin for the promised land.
We can go four hundred miles before we stop for gas.
We can drive for a day, and then we'll take a look at the map.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
We're gonna get outta here if we gotta ride a Greyhound bus.
Boy, we're bound to outrun the bad luck that's tailin' us
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California.
FEELIN' IT.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
I really hate this week.
I hate this week more than anything right now. I hate my boss. She is extremely inconsiderate adn has no idea how to do her job. I feel like I am being taken advantage of - which I am. And I honestly think she has ruined my chance to transfer to a different center. Because she is selfish and wants to keep me there because she knows she will never find anyone who does the things that I do. And really that is just the icing on the cake. If i get into all the things that she's done to make me angry or to frustrate me it would me make me so fuming mad and I just can't handle the stress right now.
Then to add to that I'm frustrated with a friend. They are being extremely selfish and are honestly very close to losing a good friend. (aka me) I've never met anyone who thinks they are so above everything in my life. And who asks for your opinion then talks down to you and totally dismisses your point of view and basically tells you that you're wrong. Don't F-in ask me then. Don't F-in ask. That's all I can really talk about that right now because again talking about it makes me stressed.
Bitch.
That felt good.
I hate this week...
It makes me want to lay in bed and wait for it to pass. Maybe I will go do that.
Then to add to that I'm frustrated with a friend. They are being extremely selfish and are honestly very close to losing a good friend. (aka me) I've never met anyone who thinks they are so above everything in my life. And who asks for your opinion then talks down to you and totally dismisses your point of view and basically tells you that you're wrong. Don't F-in ask me then. Don't F-in ask. That's all I can really talk about that right now because again talking about it makes me stressed.
Bitch.
That felt good.
I hate this week...
It makes me want to lay in bed and wait for it to pass. Maybe I will go do that.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Hello Lover
I don't think it's possible for me to be more excited about anything except this - The Sex and the City movie is coming out in May! Yes, May! I cannot wait.
You will find me there on opening night. In NYC mabe? Who knows - we might go crazy!
You will find me there on opening night. In NYC mabe? Who knows - we might go crazy!
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