Day 10: 1st Celebrity Crush
Hmm… it took me a while to remember who this was.
Behold: Chad Michael Murray. My first real celebrity crush.
No… I don’t count cartoon men as crushes. If I did, then Aladdin would be my first.
Nonetheless, as a teen I was absolutely obsessed with Chad Michael Murray. I had posters of him and other hot celebs, but lots of him, that covered my walls. I mean look at him, isn’t he just so cute?
Okay, okay maybe this crush is a little silly. A lot of my friends really liked him too. I bet lots of people still do. He did look really good in that Agent Carter film…
Day 9:Piercings and Tattoos?
I currently have my top left cartilage and ears pierced once. Oddly, people are often surprised when I tell them I want to get my tongue and eyebrow pierced. I don’t understand why though, people do it all the time. I’ve contemplated these for a while now and I think when the time comes, I’ll finally stop chickening out and do it.
As for tattoos, I have none. But, I’m an email back from a tattoo parlor away from booking the appointment. Like many places, they’re busy. I’ve decided on a small, wispy, quill tattoo dipped in ink, spattered with color.
As someone who likes to draw, paint and write, I feel like this is appropriate. Needless to say, it has meaning.
Day 8: An old photo of me.
There’s something about searching through old photographs that bring me a lot of memories. For me, photographs are like books. You collect them over the years, capture memories and beautiful moments and the hardest thing becomes letting go.
Do you keep the ones of people you don’t talk to anymore? What about people you hate? What about those awful ones your parent/sibling/whoever took of you when you looked like a zombie or monster? What about….(shall I go on?)
I had a hard time choosing just one and I might make a later post with some of my favorites, but for now, I’m choosing to share the one that in some ways still defines me today (my feature photo if you’re wondering).
Most things/people are bigger, taller and take up more space than I do.
I still like Legos – I basically play the online kind.
(They can also be my building blocks to success – never linear and always a work in progress)
Though I was probably forced to wear that skirt, I don’t mind them now that I am older.
Who doesn’t want a giant stuffed animal?
And for an added bonus, here’s a closeup of my cuteness.
Blogging Day 7: 10 favorite foods.
Can I call myself a food connoisseur? Or should I just tell people that I enjoy long romantic walks to the fridge?
Though simple, this was a lot harder than I thought it would be.
I’m #sorrynotsorry if this makes you hungry.
Also, this list is in no particular order.
- Salads (like Greek and Mediterranean).
- Soups (like Italian wedding).
- Baked fries.
- Ice cream/Gelato/Sorbet.
- Pumpkin pie (or pie in general).
- Chocolate Mousse Cake (Yass).
- Pita Chips and humus with it.
- Veggies straight up.
- Soft Cookies and fucking ginger snaps and chocolate.
- Most if not all Lebanese dishes.
- Fruit. Period.
- Spicy everything.
- Authentic Asian Cuisine (all kinds).
- Grilled Cheese.
- Nuts in general.
- Peanut Butter – White chocolate peanut butter.
- Seasame Snaps.
I couldn’t stop at ten but I’m ending now ’cause I’m hungry. So, I’m going to go get a snack.
Day 6: 3 Personality Traits I am Proud Of.
It didn’t take me very long to think of these. I knew exactly what I liked about myself and what I wanted to talk about the minute I saw the blog prompt.
I am proud of who I am and what I have become in many ways, these are just a few.
- Ever since I began university, I knew that I wanted to be a doctor. At first, I was set on going to medical school. But, science and math were not my strongest of subjects. That didn’t deter me from achieving my dreams though. I took a bunch of arts and social science courses and that was found my calling in English and Feminist studies.I realized I wanted to teach at a college or university level. I could still be a doctor, just not the medical kind. Between the long hours at work, the time spent in class, staying up to odd hours in the night, waking up early, breaking down crying once or twice a week for various reasons… Needless to say, I worked my ass off throughout my undergrad and now in my master’s program to be where I am today. I have applied to various schools and am an acceptance letter away from that ‘Dr.’ prefix. I’m ambitious because I work hard, dream big and aim to succeed.
- Sometimes I think I care too much. Way more than I should anyway. No, I don’t care about what people think of me, I care about other people. I’ve always been a sensitive person growing up, I still am in many ways… just not as much as I used to be. Adulting gives you thicker skin I guess. Anyways, ever since I declared myself to be a feminist I’ve noticed that I have become more and more aware and understanding of the feelings of another. I sympathize with their pain and try to be as compassionate as possible.
- Do I really need to describe this? Seriously?
Day 5: Not so Guilty Pleasures.
I find myself conflicted when someone asks me what my guilty pleasure is. Why should I feel guilty if I take pleasure in watching a show or listening to music or reading non-conventional literature? Why should I feel guilty for anything I like?
Someone once told me that a guilty pleasure was something I felt embarrassed about admitting that I liked rather than something I felt ‘guilty’ about. I wasn’t sure how to respond to them.
I’d much rather list things I actually take pleasure in (that others may consider guilty, but I see it otherwise):
- Drinking coffee in excess.
- Listening to boy bands.
- Reading and writing fan-fiction.
- Chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate.
- Watching family movies.
- Wearing makeup every day.
- Taking naps.
- Playing addictive online games.
- Shameless flirting.
- Dipping french fries in ice cream.
Do you have a guilty pleasure?
Day 4: Memories
My earliest childhood memory dates back to my very first trip outside the country. I was four and we were visiting Lebanon. If you are unfamiliar, Lebanon is a small country located east of the Mediterranean sea. Did you know that Lebanon is the only country in the Middle East without a desert? Well now you know.
We were hiking through Saninne. The trail surrounded by beautiful foliage, and mountains left and right, the air was cool and calming. There was even snow at the very peeks. It was not very long before we reached our resting spot. I was surrounded by my mom, aunt, uncles, and cousins. Most of us kids really wanted to play games. We were enjoying the fresh air, the view and the family time. Despite being hungry food wasn’t our prioriy, hanging out together was. As the younger members of the family played ball, the older members prepped the barbecue and set the table.
Yes I said barbecue, ’cause you know we carry those around everywhere.
After the meal, I remember distinctly how my mom carried over a watermelon to some running water that seeped through a crack in the mountain. She was aware of how cold the water was and the logic behind letting it soak the melon was to cool it. Needless to say, this water was so cold, it split the juicy melon in half. If I hadn’t seen it happen, I swear the thing looked like it had been smashed open with a hammer.
Best day ever.