February 2012
1 post
got a dream job at a gallery, but it’s not paid.
got a great boyfriend who likes me too, but he’s eight hours away.
almost content, but also really not quite.
January 2012
6 posts
“As we mark the 39th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, we must remember that this...”
– President Obama’s statement on the 39th anniversary of Roe v. Wade (via barackobama)
“If you’re twenty-two, physically fit, hungry to learn and be better, I urge you...”
– Anthony Bourdain (via natwongalong)
friendly plug / 2012
friendly correspondence reminds me that exactly one year ago i was roaming around beirut by myself, most usually in the rain but the majority of which spent inside coffeehouses and or on the corniche anywho. i just remembered this song, written by a canadian expat we had met randomly on the street. for some reason our standards of what’s socially acceptable and socially creepy are skewed...
December 2011
4 posts
life is fantastic at the moment! :)
nearly finished packing up my belongings — home in a little less than two days. seeing my room so bare made me wonder about all the times i’ve packed up and left in the past year. is this normal? going home scares me in that i always fear that i’ll get stuck there; true i’m probably still not a huge fan of morocco but it’s a very real fear of mine.
yesterday i went...
November 2011
5 posts
people know me too well
me: but i dunno, for whatever reason i’ve been feeling a bit moody here lately me: and for the time being i think i should go home morgan: lately? hahah you’re always moody me: because the idea is that i’ll figure things out me: hahahahahah goddamn it you know me too well me: touche
antsy pants
not sure what it is but i’ve been feeling real antsy — just wanna pack my bags and go. not because i dislike morocco but more because i’m frustrated that i don’t know what i’m doing with my life. i love to travel but increasingly it just feels like i’m here not because i wanna be here but because i don’t wanna be there.
if i don’t find any open...
“You see, this profession is filled to the brim with unrealistic motherfuckers....”
– Pulp Fiction (1994)
i don’t know you and you don’t know me, let it go i cannot see what you cannot show and i cannot be where you will not go, let me go
October 2011
2 posts
2 tags
“I am awfully greedy; I want everything from life. I want to be a woman and to be...”
– Simone De Beauvoir (via breathless)
rabat
just finished my third week in rabat. classes are a little rough but they’re carrying on alright. my flat is in agdal, a mostly upper middle class neighborhood. rabat is a little strange, in that it feels somewhat suburban and quiet, despite being the capital. it’s a terrible thing to say but after awhile all of the medinas and souqs and minarets begin to all look the same. trying to...
September 2011
5 posts
“..أنا وحدي
دخان سجائري يضجر
ومني مقعدي يضجر
وأحزاني عصافير، تفتش بعد عن بيدر...”
– “نزار قباني, “خمس رسائل إلى أمي
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“And in the flush of the first few days of joy I confidently tell myself…...”
– Big Sur by Jack Kerouac
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“So easy in the woods to daydream and pray to the local spirits and say...”
– Big Sur by Jack Kerouac
al maraat al thaania
find myself back in casablanca, only this time without close friends and a lesser sense of curiosity. it seems somewhat surreal and almost a little outlandish — to have been in transit for over twenty-four straight hours, to step foot in and meander around frankfurt with my german friend who very nicely came to keep me company during my long layover, to breeze through casablancan streets...
July 2011
12 posts
five
five more days in isla vista.
five hours of sleep on average.
five weeks until i step foot on north africa.
but nine more days until disaster (again).
“Suddenly without raising his eyelids, he began to cry. Twenty-two years old,...”
– Sula by Toni Morrison
a list
i should probably reform my behavior. she was probably right when she called me that.
so so so so so so so so so stoked to revisit my beloved cairo and my beloved cairene friends. fully intend on eating my weight in koshary!
ten minutes after meeting someone at a party, said person suddenly stopped our conversation to tell me, “you know, you’re cool and all but you were a little...
"Persimmons" by Li Young Lee
In sixth grade Mrs. Walker slapped the back of my head and made me stand in the corner for not knowing the difference between persimmon and precision. How to choose
persimmons. This is precision. Ripe ones are soft and brown-spotted. Sniff the bottoms. The sweet one will be fragrant. How to eat: put the knife away, lay down newspaper. Peel the skin tenderly, not to tear the meat. Chew the skin,...
“And the confusing point is this: All useful things have a price, and are bought...”
– The Ballad of the Sad Cafe by Carson McCullers
the marriage vow
one of my professors recently emailed me to ask of my opinion about the so-called marriage vow, and this is my response: Professor, I don’t even know where to start with the Marriage Vow. Frankly I’m disgusted with it… Though I’m not sure which I find more disgusting — the document itself or the fact that some of our nation’s leaders wholeheartedly support it....
“In a strange room you must empty yourself for sleep. And before you are emptied...”
– As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner
June 2011
1 post
june
one more research paper, three more finals, thirteen more days until graduation ceremony, fourteen more days until my twenty-first birthday. i’m crumbling beneath the stress, as indicated by the heavy frequency of mishaps. i wish i could say that it ended with the quarter, but beyond that it’s financial troubles and an uncertain future.
i went home for memorial day, and ended up...
May 2011
2 posts
that’s enough sitting on the fence for fear of breaking dams
may
i haven’t written in awhile because i haven’t had anything to write about in awhile. still living the fishbowl life. it’s my last couple of months in santa barbara and i can’t wait to get the flying fuck out of this place, as gorgeous as it is; doing stupid shit as a distraction from profound boredom gets old really fast.
we’re at a good place now, but i’m...
April 2011
3 posts
i love santa barbara but i feel like i’m living in a fishbowl. class class library library class home pass out monday through thursday; marinate marinate drink drink drink pass out friday through sunday. i’m always hesitant about vocalizing my complaints because i think it’d somehow engrain them further in my head — you can’t enjoy anything if you’re always...
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“Much of the despair and pessimism that one feels of the whole...”
– Edward Said, The Question of Palestine
i tell my love to wreck it all cut out all the ropes and let me fall my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my right in this moment this order’s tall
March 2011
6 posts
verano
it’s day two of the quarter; my classes:
arabic VI (went from best student ever to worst student ever, due to the fact that i am now half a quarter behind. massive catching up to do.)
modern arab art
palestinian national cinema
women’s literature/politics in modern iran
think this quarter will be relatively chill. i get really geeky when i look at the syllabi but such is my love...
rampant consumerism & etc.
went looking for pants for sean today; ended up having way too much fun buying mens clothes for myself. pretty sure half of mongkok thinks i am a lesbian.
with that said i scored a fucking kickass pendleton x opening ceremony sweater today, at 30% of the original retail price. last week i bought two pairs of brown faux leather boots, for i-kid-you-not around $9 each. it’s great still being...
one day (ranked by order of preference)
sri lanka + south india
iran
peru
north india
guatemala + el savador + nicaragua + costa rica
uzbekistan + kazakhstan
cuba
armenia + georgia + azerbaijan
south africa
philippines
i hate that money is a constraint. why can’t i just pick up my bags and go everywhere i please? if personal safety wasn’t an issue afghanistan and yemen would be at the top of this list.
cambodia
is a straight up mindfuck.
march
leaving for cambodia, taiwan and hong kong tomorrow night. hoping to leave behind bad habits, bad moods and people who aren’t necessary bad but certainly weren’t good to me either. a good friend said that march felt like the beginning of something new; well here’s to that.
February 2011
13 posts
map of my life
a lot of thinking and planning:
cambodia and hong kong for march.
move to santa barbara, spring quarter.
big sur, possibly vegas, summer session A. OR big sur, possibly vegas, summer internship.
arabic intensive program in beirut or cairo, fall 2011 and spring 2012. OR (this is contingent upon previous number) finish last classes in santa barbara for fall quarter, arabic intensive program in...
“مقدرش اقولك غير كل طريقة حبك ليا او غير عليا ولا فجأنى فى مرة وهاتلى هديه”
– نانسى عجرم - في حاجات
