the end is the beginning is the end

the end is the beginning is the end

:: 2004 30 October :: 3.36pm
:: Mood: confused
:: Music: deftones - battle-axe

just a girl's eye
this is yasser arafat. the president of occupied palestine. he's having some health problems, but sadly, he's ok.

this man is a great leader. he supported saddam hussein during both his wars and turned a blind eye to his own people's suffering and misery for decades. ahhh... the makings of a true president.

this is Osama Bin Laden. head of a very prestigious and elite terrorist group driven by religious discrimination and mindless hate.

he is a truly great leader. he promotes the murder of innocents as a religious campaign and sells the idea that dying and killing a couple thousand other people along the way is a glorious thing that will get you into heaven. he promotes such important 21st century issues as racism, anti-semitism and the general hate of all that is different.

this is islam. it's a strange religion, based on mutual love and ethnic equality. it's a religion that oddly enough, values the human life. this is a religion that says "do not kill unless it is in self-defense" and "forbidden to you is another man's life, money and loved ones". so who are these men, standing there in all their earthly might, crying out "Allah is great!" when they do the very acts that He has damned?

what makes them right...

and the remainder of the 1.2 billion muslims wrong?

what makes you right...

and me wrong?

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nerdalert

:: 2004 28 October :: 11.25pm

so if tomorrow im sore as hell its because we had lacrosse practice for an hour and a half and then lifted for a half hour, well me and two other people. i did triceps, biceps, hamies, quads and delts.....therefore im gonna be dying tomorrow!

so im warning you ahead not to like punch me or something bc it might tempt me to kick your ass when i recover

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moana

:: 2004 28 October :: 6.22pm
:: Mood: exhausted
:: Music: phil collins - another day in paradise

halloween
can i just say that this day started out as one of the hardest most cruel days in a long time and ended equally horrid? however, the meat, the in-between, was fantastic. i learned to do the time-warp!

first, i regreat to inform you all that there were no pictures of toto/fay(go)/erm... no that's all you call me.

i arrived there shortly before futoor and we were instructed to paint a witch face.

toto: there should be a buckle on her hat.
andy: what?! why?!
toto: it's a pioneer thing. that's when they burned all the witches.
andy: those were the puritans...
toto: so? they still had buckles!
andy: but not on their hats!
toto: ... i still say she should have a buckle on her hat.
andy: *exasperated*FINE!

oh and, did someone want the all-natural look of elijah from unbreakable?

anyhow. i inspected the decorations of the house and found what used to be a little boy hung in the window.

sandman seemed in an especially delighted mood. it must have been the ribbon.

that ribbon.

everyone was in costume! laurence, you're afraid of andy's dad? you didn't run into this all night.

although summer warmed up to him. that expression on her face? that was her going "terroreeeeest!"

barney and summer had a great time together.

then we tied up andy in summer's abaya. look at her facial expression, please!

did i mention we did the time warp? in this picture barney took, you can't see me cuz i'm on the far left. your left.

poor andy worked like a dog, cleaning spills and stains and things.

in the end, this is what she looked like.

we all had fun. i don't know why no one thought to take any pictures of me. not even me. but for your knowledge, i opted to go as the slutty catholic school girl part i've pulled off so well in the past. andy was very disapointed i didn't go as "edwardia", but alas. next time?

i guess that's the end.

oh and laurence! i ate doughnuts and thought of you.

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nerdalert

:: 2004 28 October :: 4.52pm

hey dork....

friday anytime after like 5 or 6 jam session in my garage/front yard

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nerdalert

:: 2004 28 October :: 12.05pm

john dewy: experience in education
this is a paragraph from that book, and i think it has a hilarious random as hell example in it and thats why im sharing it. but the example wont be as funny without the rest of the paragraph to explain it....

"in what respect does regulation of objective conditions limit the freedom of a baby? some limitation is certainly places upon its immediate movements and inclinations when it is put in its crib, at a time when it wants to contunue playing, or does not get food at the moment it would like it, or when it isnt picked up and dandled when it cries for attention. restriction also occurs when MOTHER OR NURSE SNATCHES A CHILD AWAY FROM AN OPEN FIRE INTO WHICH IT IS ABOUT TO FALL. "

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WhitePony

:: 2004 28 October :: 8.05am

-Budget allotted to the 9/11 commission to investigate the terrorist attacks:

$15 million

-Amount spent on Kenneth Starr's investigations of Bill Clinton's sexual and financial affairs:

$70 million

It's nice to see where our priorities are

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moana

:: 2004 27 October :: 5.39pm
:: Mood: festive
:: Music: gargai3an oo gargai3an

gargai3an oo gargai3an
bait ig9ayir wir'maythan
3adat 3alaikom 9iyam
kil sina oo kil 3am
Allah y5ali DANIELLE
Allah y5alha lomha
3asa il bog3a mat5omha
wala twasi 3al'omha

salim waladhom y'allah
5ala lomah y'allah
salim LAURENCE y'allah
5ala lomah y'allah

Allah y5ali JOSEPH
Allah y5ala lomah
Allah y5ali JOSEPH
Allah y6awel 3omra

kil 3am wintaw b5air!

for a rough translation: Read more..

traditional song for this time of lunar year. enjoy! it's called gargai3an, and it's like trick-or-treating. kids dress in traditional clothing and go from door to door. they sing these songs inserting the name of the children of the house, and in exchange get candy and things. if the house you go to doesn't ahve any candy to give, you say:

wees wees, fee baitkom ja3amees.

wees wees (ew ew), there's shit in your house. well, not shit, just manure. you get the idea.

it's like a kuwaiti halloween. it's fun! there's a song for girls and two songs for boys. which worked out great for my americans!

p.s. i needed a 2-syllable name so i expanded joe. i can't think of a single kuwaiti guy name with one syllable. the end.

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WhitePony

:: 2004 27 October :: 10.19am

This feeling gets old

And so do your eyes

This is why....

I Hate You

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nerdalert

:: 2004 27 October :: 12.27am

you guys are gonna love this
last night i woke up in the middle of the night and i was talking, it was kinda weird, i woke up thinking "wow those were some weird dreams" and saying something, neither of which i remember.

i asked katherine about it, and she goes, "last night, no i didnt hear you, but one time you yelled out 'aw sweet!!' in the middle of the night"

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WhitePony

:: 2004 25 October :: 8.36pm
:: Music: The Used - Let It Bleed

Don't you love how cell phones provide people an excuse to bitch at you about not answering? I remember back before cell phones were the norm, friends actually had to call the house to find you. I can scroll through my list of contacts and not one is a house number, save for my parents' houses. Before cell phones you had to leave messages with either parents or siblings or on an answering machine, now all I get are voice messages containing: "where the hell are you?" "why are you ignoring me?" "Yeah, its cool that you don't answer your phone" Well y'know what.. FUCK OFF! Cell phones are meant as a convenience to the person in possession in order to call in any situation, i.e. car trouble, insane murderers chasing you, etc. not for people to always be able to get a hold of you. I'm not at your beckon call, I'm not always available, I don't always want to talk. Cell phones have turned us into assholes, as have many other things that we have around nowadays. Plus its helped us forget all kinds of numbers. When my cell phone died a few months ago, I was screwed. I didn't have ANYONE'S numbers. Well that was my rant... I can't delve into the deep recesses of my soul and pull out the dark goo that plagues me and paste it on here for everyone to see, so instead I bitch about cell phones.. ah well.

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