Thursday, September 21, 2006

Another Blogging Break



Be back in a couple of months!

Monday, September 18, 2006

Almost Done

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Lebanese Government?



Everyone wants to be the leader, but not enough followers.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Thursday, September 14, 2006

The Pain Reflected in this Song

I didn’t mean it when I said
I didn’t love you so
I should have held on tight
I never should have let you go
I didn’t know nothing,
I was stupid, I was foolish
I was lying to myself.....
I couldn’t have fathomed
I would ever be without your love
Never imagined I’d be sitting
Here beside myself
Guess I didn’t know you
Guess I didn’t know me
But I thought I knew everything
I NEVER FELLLLLLLLLT

The feeling that I’m feeling
Now that I don’t hear your voice
Or have your touch and kiss your lips
Cause I don’t have a choice
Oh what I wouldn’t give
To have you lying by my side
Right here cause baby

When you left I lost a part of me
It’s still so hard to believe
Come back baby please 'cause
We belong together
Who else am I gonna lean on when times get rough
Who’s gonna talk to me on the phone
Till the sun comes up
Who’s gonna take your place
There ain’t nobody better
Ohhhhhhh baby baby
We belong together

I can’t sleep at night
When you are on my mind
Bobby Womack’s on the radio
Singing to me “If You Think You’re Lonely Now”
Wait a minute this is too deep, too deep
I gotta change the station
So I turn the dial tryin’ to catch a break
And then I hear Babyface
“I Only Think Of You” and it’s breakin’ my heart
I’m tryin’ to keep it together but I’m falling apart

I’m feeling all out of my element
Throwing things, crying tryin’
To figure out where the hell I went wrong
The pain reflected in this song
Ain’t even half of what I’m feeling inside
I need you, need you back in my life baby

When you left I lost a part of me
It’s still so hard to believe
Come back baby please cause
We belong together
Who else am I gonna lean on when times get rough
Who’s gonna talk to me on the phone
Till the sun comes up
Who’s gonna take your place
There ain’t nobody better
Oh baby, baby
We belong together

When you left I lost a part of me
It’s still so hard to believe
Come back baby please 'cause
We belong together
Who am I gonna lean on when times get rough
Who’s gonna talk to me till the sun comes up
Who’s gonna take your place
There ain’t nobody better
Oh baby, baby
We belong together

M. Carey

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

5th Floor




The 5th floor of our central library is reserved for quiet study.

Oftentimes, I hush those who think they are above the "complete silence" rule, other times I have asked a woman to leave and when she didn't, I had a librarian ask her to leave. In other words, don't mess with me, I am the LIBRARY QUEEN :)

Lately, I have been contemplating something: When i graduate this semester, I will dance in an indiscrimnate manner ontop of the 5th floor desks where I have spent years of studying..there will be music.....pictures will be taken.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Fistula

Dr. R has the most genuine intentions. It was not until we began our dinner at the conference that she presents her video about women with fistula. As I ate Talapia with mango sauce, each bite became harder to swallow. I will do something about this...

Fistula is an injury that occurs during child labor when lack of blood supply to the bladder and vagina causes tissue to die. Basically, two of the three genital orifices become one. Without any tissue, women cannot control fecal and urine excretion. They are ostracised from their families and communities because they give off a rancid smell.

About 100,000 new cases of fistula occur each year. I am really bothered by this number..it is so easy to toss around numbers..100,000 people...something must be done.

More information about Fistula

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Rafa3to Rasnah

I was leaving the shopping center, when I heard her speaking Arabic, I smiled, said hello. Typical Arab exchanges where made, "Where are you from?"

I reply, "Lebanon"

She replies, "Rafa3to Rasnah" (You made us proud).

I smiled my tight smile when I disagree with a person and politely said, "Thank you"

There was so much I wanted to tell this woman. To explain to her that the Lebanese people are suffering and will continue to suffer. That a decade from now, thousands will suffer from environmentally induced cancer. That from the blood that watered the ground will blossom new fanaticism and hatred. The Lebanese government is filled with corrupt baboons, and this is an understatement.

Although pessimism will not alleviate the situation, one must agree that Arabs are extremely divided. 'Establish a business that caters to Americans, just stay away from the Arabs' is a common phrase heard amongst Arab entrepreneurs.

Personally, I find my non-Arab friends more trusting and caring than my Arab ones. This, however, is just my experience and may not reflect the behaviour of the entire Arab community.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Through It All



What hurts the most, was being so close
Having so much to say, watching you walk away