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Sunday, February 27, 2011

Cozy, Comfy, Arabic Cafe

ذهبنا اِلى الشيشة مقهىً في غربي شستر ( يوم الجمعة فبرار 25). نيك, قادَ بجانب الأفق من التقارب بيت الغرب و الشرق الشوارع الكستناء. وكان السماء أبيض و أزراق و أرجواني. النجم أشرق.
سرنا على الرصيف لبنة مع الرياح العاتية من حولنا. قاد نيك وهانا لي منذ ذلك الوقت إلا أنني كنت على الشرق شارع غاي لزيارة كان محمد وعائلته عندما كنت مسلم ملتزم، وبالاضافة الى ذلك كان ظلام دامس، مختلف تماما من اليوم.
هانا و نيك, مسكتم الباب و ذهبتُ على غرفة عال—وكان الموسيقى وانتقد من المتكلمين.
صعدنا الردهة الطويلة الضيقة، حيث التقينا مضيفة وكان جالسا على وجه السرعة. وكان دافئ ثلاث ساعات هناك ، وأنا اختنق في البداية على الشيشة، ولكن سرعان ما اعتدت على ذلك ، فإن الشيشة والاسترخاء حقا. كان اسمه مضيفنا كان لطيف، وكان عمير من مصر. سألت عندما تولى نظامنا، له : "أعرف أن هذا هو السؤال غريبا، ولكن هل من قبل أي فرصة تتحدث العربية؟ أنا طالب في اللغة العربية ويريدون ممارسة". وقال : "نعم"، وانه لهجة مصرية وفلسطينية. وكانت الموسيقى الصاخبة والمحادثة لذلك كان من الصعب قليلا، لكنني لم يتحدث بشكل جيد مع الأمير. بين التدخين والأكل (هانا، نيك وأنا أمر سلطة مختلطة، الشاي بالنعناع؛ نيك وكان لي القهوة التركية)، وتحدث هانا، نيك وأنا وضحك وكان وقتا ممتعا في العام. يمكن نيك ضربة حلقات الدخان. في فترة ما بين الموسيقى والتدخين وتناول الطعام ، وطلبت هانا لي أن أكون خادمة لها العروس ليلة زفافها في عام 2013. قلت نعم. انتهينا الشيشة لدينا في الساعة 12:15 صباحا ، وانه حان الوقت للذهاب الرئيسية. “مع سلامة”
قلت لعمير وأعطاني عناق ضخمة. وقالت هانا عندما كنا خارج الباب والى نضارة ليلة، بالنسبة لي ، وقال "اعتقد انه كان يمزح معك". ضحكت فقط. ونحن من رائحة الليمون والنعناع، ونكهة الشيشة كان لدينا بالإضافة إلى الشاي بالنعناع. ابتسم ونحن فقط، وكان ركوب سيارة الاسترخاء المنزل.



Hannah, Nick (Hannah's fiance of three years) and I traveled on the hilly back roads of West Chester as Nick's techno music streamed from his iPod to the speakers where it was blasting out. Marshall Road was beautiful, though desolate, at 9:30 at night -- just barely missing the fox that ran like hell across the road. As soon as I laughed to Nick, "Woah! I haven't seen a fox run like that in years," we were in the hustle and bustle of downtown West Chester. As we passed the convergences of West and East Chestnut streets, the sky was blackish, blueish and purplish hue with some stars shining, though the street lamps drowned out most of what was out that night (and possibly the wind). Though it was February 25, the windy weather felt like March's lion roar of wind gusting and whipping around us, playing with our hair. We were finally on East Gay Street, Nick parked the car near Rita's water ice. Nick and Hannah led me, as I had never been on East Gay Street in the evening (and the last time I was on East Gay Street was the time I was a practicing Muslim and visited Mohamed's restaurant). It felt like an eternity of a walk as Hannah and Nick led me on the brick sidewalks as the wind continued to violently whip us.

I will post more later...

Amir, our waiter. :)


Nick could blow rings. :)

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Surprise (Picture Blog)




And I am in love. :)

And now I'm off to bed since last night was a late night at the Cozy Hookah Bar in West Chester with Hannah and Nick. More tomorrow.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

FIVE YEARS ON WRITING.COM!

Today is my 5th birthday... or 5th anniversary... on Writing.com. It feels like yesterday that I was 16 and joined, yet at the same time it feels like a million years ago. I know it sounds conflicting, but have you ever felt that way? Where something feels so close, yet other aspects feel so far away? My 16 year old self and the many personal problems of that time as well as high school seem so long ago, but me joining the writing.com community seems so fresh. However, I have made great friends and strides -- I am proud. This is the nice e-mail I received from the staff (as I get every year):

You opened your Writing.Com account
5 years ago,
on February 24th, 2006...
which makes today your very own
Writing.Com Account Birthday. *Thumbsup*

So, from everyone at Writing.Com...
*Balloon2* *Gift2* *Balloon5* Happy Account Birthday! *Balloon5* *Gift2* *Balloon2*

We wish you a very inspired day, filled with creativity, fun
and, of course, lots and lots of writing. Smile

Write On,
Support @ Writing.Com


Anyway, my article was published into the Quad, although they edited a lot. Nonetheless, I am very proud with myself. The article can be found here: http://media.www.wcuquad.com/media/storage/paper676/news/2011/02/21/Features/Participants.Plunge.In.Freezing.Waters.For.A.Good.Cause-3979048.shtml

I started a poem about the belly dancing and I'm not sure. What do you guys think?

"Habibi, habibi, habibi," the sitars and drums roar;
haraam, but for one night the pulsing moves us--
pink lace, Persian white porcelain skin barely cover,
her purple veil and bells tempt us, exotic sweet flirts,
"habibi, habibi, habibi," furiously swinging hips,
trying to catch up to the ebb and flow
of velvet nothingness, their eyes fall on diamond sequences--
"habibi, habibi, habibi" swirling dirvishes, enchant the snake;
play the pulsing float, shake your arms and deliver the magic!
Lead us to Eden, habibi, habibi, habibi, make us eat the apple;
flirt with us, enchant us like that snake -- we love you,
"habibi, habibi, habibi" your hips, your tunic, the symbols
and the women that dance vibrantly around you; we want you, not them;
you give us this world, this forbidden world, one night only--
"habibi, habibi, habibi" don't let the pulsing drums and smoke end!




Sunday, February 20, 2011

Happy Birthday, Nick and Michele!

وكان الملوك والملكات وقتا ممتعا مع البالونات. التخبط داخل والسحر التحويلات.

The kings and queens had fun with the balloons. Getting lost within, magic transforms.





Today is my friend's twin siblings' birthdays -- they're 6 now. I had lots of fun at the birthday party. I think I'm going to use the above prompt for a short story to also submit to Daedalus. I was also thinking about possibly these:




Friday I also went to Casablanca, the Arabic restaurant. I still need to share those photos. I am going to write something about that... but for a teaser:


Yeah... six classes are killing me.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

We Survived the Polar Plunge 2011

Will appear in the next issue of the Quad!

We Survived the Polar Plunge
Jessica Marie
Hundreds of people plunge into the Brandywine for the Brandywine Valley Association’s Fourth Annual polar plunge.

It’s a perfect day on the Brandywine, the sun is shining, the sky is blue with a few gray nimbus clouds, no breezes, and the weather; oh the weather!—a perfect, balmy 35 degrees (Fahrenheit)! To the average person, they would try their best to avoid this weather by camping out on their couches next to the fireplace with a

nice steamy cup of hot chocolate in hand to watch the alluring scenery of the Jersey Shore or other warm, exotic locations on the Travel Channel.
Yet, here we are, a group of a few hundred people in our bathrobes with our skimpy bathing suits underneath they three layers of clothes we were advised to wear under our robes standing around at the Brandywine Picnic Park for the Fourth Annual Brandywine Valley Association’s Polar Plunge on February 12, 2011.
Each year the Brandywine Valley Association, an association that works to improve the water quality of the local watershed, helps local municipalities to meet new federal storm water runoff management and sponsoring events that can be seen at Valley Forge Park and all along the Brandywine Valley. Last year the B.V.A. raised $12,000 and in their four years of hosting the polar plunge, plungers such as myself have helped the B.V.A. raise a total of $37,000.
Plungers had to pay a fee of $35—$25 if a student with a valid school I.D. plus whatever was made through fundraising, which was strongly encouraged. However, it wasn’t all about the plunging. Those brave enough and looking for a good laugh dressed up in costumes to participate in the costume contest.

One man braved the elements—and his integrity—by dressing up as a hula dancer complete with a hula skirt and coconut bra. He was the winner of the golden plunger and Sharon Parker, the super intendment for the Unionville-Chadds Ford School District, was runner up with her costume “Flotine D’Brees.”
I walk back over to my dad and he reminds me, “you have ten minutes to go until the plunge.” In the background, I hear the male announcer, “there is fifteen minutes left. Plungers get ready to go!” Around me I see the men that were dressed up as buffalo strip off their fleece down to their bathing shorts as girls around me stripped out of their robes down to their bikinis. Earlier in the event, we had “35” spray painted onto us and wherever it was on the body is how far you had to go. I tear off my Clayamania shirt and the bright black “35” stands out on my pale shoulder—I had to go in up to that point.
“GO!” we hear and we all rush into the water. On the other side of the Brandywine

were prizes and whomever made it across first took the prizes. The water was 34 degrees; a cold rush ran up my spine and I felt a charge in me that sped up my swimming and running. I made it two-thirds across the Brandywine until I notice all the swag is gone and don’t finish. I turn around, losing my shoes, and swim back. My dad greets me with towels and my robe; we camp out next to the campfire. We both smile and both agree—I will be doing this again next year. Can’t wait until 2012! Hope to see you there West Chester students and staff!

Jessica Marie is an English Writings major with minors in Creative Writing and Philosophy. She can be contacted at jc671566@wcupa.edu



Attempt at a Beat Poem

Hey everyone,

After reading Joyce Johnson and Jack Kerouac, I decided to attempt a beat poem. I'm going to submit it to Daedalus. What do you think? What should I call it?

Jack always told me
when amethyst mixed with the blackness;
“never take stock in dreams—“
violet violent crashes around me,
nose-diving into the abyss—
I want to scream, but, but,
laughter, maniacally, screams around
me, begging, pleading, praying;
an act of God, we float again
and hit the plane beside us—
I’m thrown into the emergency room,
yet I am watching myself through the waiting room.
Women beside me, I think my mom is one,
talk about God and I hand in my resignation—
bloody atheist now, I really can’t believe,
but where is this coming from?
The Bible is thrown at me—
“Repent! Repent! Repent!”
“You’re killing us!”
“No, I’m not repenting—“
my secret lover finds me out;
our rendezvous on hold,
creeping outside his office door,
the clock strikes 12, or maybe 3;
like the narcissus waiting for spring,
my roots are planted into the marble—
where is he? He can’t be leaving me?
blackness surrounds me, lifted high in the air;
stars like little fish surrounds me, his smile
and pulls me up smothering me in kisses,
we hide in his black hat, smoky infuses—
yelling at me, I did his assignment wrong;
I missed my bus just for him! We were going in circles.
Crystalline crystal tears flow—
in blue I am thrown out of sleep,
cold sweats dripping down;
Jack was right—
I should never place stock into dreams and fantasies,
especially when stress and forgetfulness
of those wonderful magical tarts;
too much wine and too much song
weigh on my mind.


I'll post more about the Polar Plunge later when I'm done typing the article for the Quad. =]

Sunday, February 13, 2011

I Survived the BVA Polar Plunge




I e-mailed the Quad, West Chester University's Newspaper and I will be writing a feature article about the plunge that will hopefully appear in next week's paper. I did make it into the Unionville Times (well picture): http://unionvilletimes.com/?p=1692

Friday, February 11, 2011

POLAR PLUNGE TOMORROW!

Tomorrow is the day! Polar Plunge at Brandywine Picnic Park. I raised $65 for them, plus the $25 I had to pay to sign up. ^_^

Since I've felt exhausted all week, here are some of the prayers I wrote for Sunday. I'm still working on the Muslim Super Bowl prayer... trying to get it where it doesn't sound infidel-ish. I'm still working on the cheer and general poem.

God, please give the Packers the power to win this game;
please give Clay Matthews to remain the beast he is
by granting him the energy for at least a dozen sacks.
God, please give Aaron Rodgers the focus of
scoring touchdown after touchdown to leave
Pittsburgh in their steel dust.
Also, guide him to MVP status.
Lastly, God, please make the Packers win! Amen!

أسهدأن لا إله إلأ الله
و أسهدأن محمد رسول الله
(Face Mecca, like you would during a regular prayer and explain to Allah [peace be upon him] this is a special Super Bowl prayer.)


I'm going to work through the other poems and write a poem about this guy on the bus. :) I think I have developed a little crush. :D

Sunday, February 6, 2011

PACKERS!

PACKERS WON! The party also went well. I will post poems I wrote/will write later. But, enjoy pictures.




Saturday, February 5, 2011

Super Bowl Party

So, tomorrow is the day of my Super Bowl party. Mom and I did some shopping today for food and I bought a Packers balloon. I bought cake mix to make one big cake with Packers colours, then at Wegman's tomorrow I'm going to get Packers cupcakes like I bought two weeks ago with the Steelers and Packers (I love both teams, but Packers are my #1 team). We also bought a green table cover and yellow plates. Mom made chili. I'm just so excited for James, Christa and her fiance, Joe to come over tomorrow. I'm also hoping my college buddy Joe and Laura come as well.

I have some trivia planned. I know Christa isn't a football fan, but I'm not sure about James and Joe (Christa's fiance). Do these questions look hard? Please reply to me with your answers and I can gauge it.

PACKERS TRIVIA


1.) Who won the first two Super Bowls?
2.) True or False: The Packers are one of the oldest franchises in the NFL.
3.) Why is Curly Lambeau so important in Packers history?
5.) Why are the Packers called the Packers?
6.) Which team is a long time rival of Green Bay?
7.) Which three players led the Packers to surpass the NFL record of plays in 1993?
8.) When did Brett Favre join the Packers?
9.) When did Clay Matthews get drafted into the Packers?
10.) Who did Clay Matthews hurt in the Eagles in September 2010?
11.) True or False: Clay Matthews was named to the 2011 Pro Bowl.
12.) Who is the quarterback for the Packers now?

SUPER BOWL TRIVIA


1.) Which two teams played in the very first Super Bowl in 1967?
2.) Previously a common sight at the Super Bowl, September 11, 2001 grounded these Super Bowl staples.
3.) True or False: no network footage exists of Super Bowl I.
4.) In 2006, how much did it cost for a thirty second commercial?
5.) Out of the 32 NFL teams, how many teams have made it to Super Bowl?
6.) Who was the MVP of the first Super Bowl?
7.) Who was charged with animal cruelty in 2007?
8.) Who was involved in a motorcycle accident in 2006?
9.) When was the last time the Philadelphia Eagles was in the Super Bowl?
10.) Who always has good commercials year after year and everyone anticipates them?

If the questions are good, I am awarding prizes: 1st prize is my book and the other two are candy. If they're hard, Christa is bringing Partini, so that could be prize worthy. Does anyone know if Partini is like charades? If it isn't, I might have charades too. I will update later, I want to write some cheers and something else.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Scrapbooking Page

https://sites.google.com/site/lilithsmuses/

It's not done yet, but this is what it looks like thus far. I have to see how much a paypal account costs so people don't have to worry about checks constantly.