Friday, 27 November 2009

  • Getting Healthy

    My whole life, I've had problems with food. It started out when I was five years old, at the time of my parents' separation, when I thought I was fat. I was actually a skinny toddler. From there, it transformed into overeating disorder, as I found comfort in food when I couldn't find it from my "happy family", to anorexia, to simple bingeing, to anorexia again, and then most recently to bulimia. I've started getting therapy, so I am no longer bulimic, but I would also hurt myself in other ways, like cutting and smoking. Ever since my bad trip, I've realized just now important my life really is. In one instant, it made me decide to quit smoking, to quit hurting myself, to quit being unhealthy... Just the next day, my mother had a talk with me about how she really wants me to no longer have weight problems, and how she wants to support me to really get rid of the weight. We decided that I would run on the tredmill everyday, no exceptions, and I'd only eat proteins and veggies, so I could get down to 135lbs by summertime. When I started out on the 23rd, I weighed 171lbs (with a BMI of 28). Now, the 26th, I weigh 166lbs. I've been running thirty minutes a day, making each day a new speed a bit more challenging. I know I'm just at the beginning of this journey, but I just want to let you know that it really is possible to get healthy. Even if you're 200lbs or 300lbs, it's not impossible for you. It may be hard to take that first step, but once you do, it only gets easier. You'll notice you start to look forward to exercise, because you know you're doing it to improve yourself and your health. You'll notice you start to really feel good after a good work out, and you'll realize the more sweat, the better. You'll notice you start to really change form, and your fat seems to just melt away.
    I hope you'll join me in my journey. It's time we really started helping ourselves.


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Sunday, 22 November 2009

  • Tripped Balls. [updated]

    Last night was the worst night of my entire life.
    First, I started on my new anti-depressant pill that my doctor prescribed to me. This didn't affect me yet... but I think it may have done something about the next part:
    My best friend and I wanted to try this new legal synthetic marijuana (p.e.p pourri/spice/k2). It's supposed to have the same effects as Mary Jane would, nothing more. The worst we saw in our research was that someone tripped for ten minutes, but only ten minutes.
    I ended up tripping for seven HOURS. My best friend didn't even get high.
    My trip was the most awful thing I had ever endured... I felt physical pain with every sound and movement. Every physical emotion was intensified by a hundred times. Everything I saw kept becoming unreal. Then the visions would start when I closed my eyes. I mostly saw my dad. I cried and cried... I just couldn't stop. And it hurt. The pain was unbelievable. At one point, my heart rate sped up so much that if it hadn't calmed down, I would have gone to the hospital. When my heart was in that condition, I felt like all of my insides were squeezing in on each other, and I was choking. It was the worst pain... That's all I really remember, though. My best friend stood by me the whole time, though. Telling me things to calm me, holding me, making sure I was okay. If she wasn't there, I wouldn't of made it. I probably would have gone into psychosis.
    It started at 10pm and ended at around 4am (or at least, that's when I lost everything and blacked out). Right now, I'm really shaky and sore, but I will be fine.
    After this experience, I don't think I ever want to do any sort of drugs again.. drinking, cigarettes, weed, nothing.
    There was one point in my trip when I felt like my soul was leaving my body, and I was the fan above me, I was the walls surrounding me, I was the air I was trying so hard to breathe... I was everything. Being everything wasn't pleasant, though. I felt the pain of everything. The pain of being. Now I'm not so sure if I even want to live... or if living is the only way to avoid that pain.


    ---
    Update at 11pm.
    I went to sleep at 6pm, and I woke up at 10:30pm. Except when I woke up, my vision was not the same as it was when I went to sleep. It was as if I was walking through a movie set to slow-motion, literally. After maybe ten minutes, it went away. But damn, it did scare me to see that my brain is not completely done fucking around yet... I wonder if I'll be this way forever. The thought scares the shit out of me.

Monday, 16 November 2009

  • The Mini Handbook: Lebanon

    This post was inspired by OhItWontBeForever's older post about her trip to Iraq.


    As most of you know, I am Lebanese. I go to Lebanon at least once a year for a minimum of a month. I've been spending time there ever since I was a baby, and I don't ever plan on stopping.
    There are a lot of misunderstandings about the Middle East... to be honest, people are just ignorant about everything that has to do with that region of the world. The purpose of this post is to hopefully help those people understand that the Middle East isn't just sand, it isn't just a home for "terrorists", and the people in these countries aren't "veiled drones" (as I've heard someone so disrespectfully say).

     

    Note: Although I've travelled throughout the whole country, I mostly stay in Beirut and a mountain village called Deir el Kamar, so this is mostly based on those areas.

     

    LEBANON


     


     

    The Weather and Geography

                At higher altitudes, like in the mountains, it stays cooler than in the cities, and it will have snow in the winter. In the city, it's generally warm but with a breeze. The worst month of the year is July because Lebanon is at its hottest and there is no breeze (the Lebanese usually stay in their mountain homes at this time).

    The geography of Lebanon is spectacular. There are beautiful mountains throughout the whole country. Contrary to popular belief that all of the Middle East is desert, most of these mountains are actually green. (Hint: That's why it was known as the Fertile Crescent). Lebanon is lined by the Mediterranean Sea on the west, which stays pretty warm and is absolutely gorgeous. If you are somewhere like downtown Beirut, the sea is always within walking distance. Its dark blue-green waves are lined by fisherman, as it is abundant in fish. It also has a rocky coast as well as a sandy beach, depending on the location. A well-known stand-alone rock is La Grotte Pigeon.


     

     

     

    Life in the City

                Let me be more specific-- Life in a city called Beirut, the most beautiful city in the world (ok, that was a little bias, I'll admit). We'll do this chronologically.

    5AM: No one is even awake at this point, but the air is still crisp, and the sky is light. All you hear is your own heart beat.

    7AM-10AM: A small crowd mills around while the stray cats dance around legs for food. The construction workers may start working, depending on how they feel that day. The poor fisherman may be getting an early start by the ocean. Most people, though, are drinking a nice cup of coffee on their balcony, watching the passersby and eating pita bread with laban (yogurt), cucumbers, tomato, za'atar, and olives.

    12 NOON: By now, the streets are busy, the cars are honking, and the smell of pollution fills your nostrils. You hear people yell "Serrrrvice!" (they roll their R's), calling for an available taxi. Let me explain: In the city, there are a bunch of taxi cars. The cars in the best condition are usually taxis, which only allow one group in the car for a set, solid price based on distance (they usually charge 10,000LL to 15,000LL, depending on how stuck up the driver is). The cars that are pretty much falling apart are usually called “Service”, and they stop at many different stops, picking up many different people and somehow fitting them all in their four seat cars, and everyone only pays 2,000LL which is equal to around a dollar. Sort of like a bus.
    2PM-4PM: At this time, the shopping malls (like l’ABC in Beirut) are brimming with people. This is a great time for people watching. However, in the mountains, this is the nap and tea time. The country people own little stores that are literally like garages, all lined up beside each other. They lock down their fruit stands and put away their meats to go back home and enjoy their lunch. Many people will eat a shawarma (it’s like a sandwich except it’s rolled in pita bread), then they will take a nap.

    5PM-8PM: The country people return to work at this time. At some point here, they go back home and eat their dinners. But they usually go back to work, depending on what kind of store they own. In Beirut, the stores are pretty much always open. This is the perfect time to walk down to the coast, buy some corn from a street vender, and watch the sun set behind the sea.

    10PM-2AM: This is party time! Beirut is known as the party town of the Middle East, filled with the best clubs and the most beautiful people to attend them! The best clubs, in my opinion, are the ones located on rooftops. You can party in the night sky while looking down on the ocean, the mountains, and the beautiful ancient buildings.

    3AM-4AM: Sleep time! It’s pretty quiet around this time. Then you’re back to the beginning of the next day. J


     

     

    The People

    Just like in the United States or the UK, or anywhere really, there is a huge array of people. The women can either be hard-working or they can be the partying type that focuses on beauty. The men can either be really gentle or abusive husbands. It’s not different from anywhere else in the world. However, one thing that is the same amongst everyone is their kindness to others. Each person is always willing to help a stranger. In fact—no one is a stranger! You walk in the streets, and people will stare at you in the eyes as you walk by. It’s not like America where everyone keeps their eyes on their path, where it’s rare that neighbors talk, where you don’t start conversation with the person next to you. If you move to Lebanon, it will only take a week until the whole country knows who you are! The feeling of being lonely doesn’t exist, and that’s the Lebanese way.

    Another thing that Americans may find unusual is that pretty much everyone has the same heritage. You don’t see very many blacks or Asians (if you do see them, they are usually carrying a camera and wearing fanny packs) like you do in the States. Almost every citizen has Lebanese features: dark brown hair, olive skin, brown eyes. However, many homes have maids. The maids usually aren’t very well-paid, and they are usually Filipino or from Sri Lanka. These are the only foreigners that stick around.

    Another common sighting is the army. They’re everywhere. On every major street corner, there is a tank, keeping watch. On every sidewalk, there are soldiers, keeping watch. Sometimes this is a daunting image, but they are there to keep us safe (or at least, I like to think that. They used to be Syrian soldiers, only there to terrorize us, but now they are mostly gone).


     


    That pretty much puts Lebanon in a nut-shell. I didn't want to go into the politics because there is so much controversy about it. That will be saved for a future post.


    Lastly-- if you're interested in traditional Lebanese cooking, check out this food blog: www.TasteofBeirut.com
    It's actually made by my mother. She cooks the food, writes the recipes, everything! She works really hard on it, too, and the work pays off (because I get to eat the deliciousness! hehe). She updates it almost every day, too, so there's always something new to look at. Support her! :]


    Please rec this post and spread the word! :]

     

Wednesday, 11 November 2009

  • Coffee and cigarettes

    I haven't updated in quite awhile, so here we go:

    Remember the post about how I wasn't going to get therapy because I needed to learn Arabic? I told one of my best friends, Maryama, about it, and she generously offered to ask her mother to teach me Arabic. This way, I would learn Arabic for a better price than if I had hired a tutor from a school, which gave me a bit of leftover money to spend on therapy. Mom made an appointment for me with a therapist. The day before the appointment, Mom asks if I was happy about seeing the "nutritionist." I was like, que? Apparently, my mother can't tell the difference between therapy for getting over eating disorders/bipolar disorder and nutritionist advice for how I should be eating if I didn't have problems. -_- After she realized the mistake, she asked, "Well do you think that if you understood how to eat, you'd get over all of your other problems?" No, mother. No. So we finally managed to get a therapist from the Catholic Church for a price that we could afford. Her name is Betty. She's a conservative, Catholic, Republican grandmother... but I like her anyway. It's better than nothing, that's for sure. She's been helping me dig deeper into the origins of all of it, and she's also helped me gain perspective on things (like why my mother is the way she is, which helps me deal with her). The only problem is that I sort of twisted the truth and told her that I was still on a "spiritual journey" and trying to discover which religion I fit into the most... and I'm actually an Atheist. So she'll sometimes say, "Well the best help for that is faith in God." -_- My best friend told me that I should be straight up and tell her I'm an atheist. What do you think?

    Autre que ca, I'm crazy about Golden Bays now, but I enjoy the American Spirit every once in awhile. I keep Febreeze in my car.
    I want to go back to San Francisco.

    I've decided what I'll study at the American University of Beirut.
    MAJOR:
    Architecture
    http://webfea.fea.aub.edu.lb/fea/ard/academics/archprogram.aspx
    MINOR:
    Religious Philosophy OR Political Science
    PHIL 224 Philosophy of Religion 3.00
    3.0; 3 cr. Alternate years. An in-depth survey of the main philosophical questions connected to religion, including questions about religion as a feature of human experience, as well as questions connected to the nature of God, evil, free will, and so on.
    PSPA 101 Issues in Contemporary Politics 3.0; 3 cr.
    A course that examines the global context of politics, focusing on the changing world order in the twentieth century. Special attention will be given to themes like democratization, civil society, ethnic conflict, human rights, and globalization. Annually
    PSPA 236 The Origins and Evolution of the Arab-Israeli Conflict 3.0; 3 cr.
    A survey of the development of Arab-Western relations since the First World War. This course focuses on the origins and evolution of the Arab-Israeli conflict both in its regional and international dimensions. Annually.


    Sounds interesting enough! :)
    Well that's all for now.

Thursday, 05 November 2009

  • Offended By Evolution?

    "If any of you are offended by my belief in evolution, then please know, that down the hall there is a geology class where they learn about things from millions of years ago that led to our discovery of fossil fuel. So, the next time you get in your car to drive to your church, know that you are using something that was discovered because of our belief in evolution, while you go to that place where they teach you not to believe in it." -Dr. Paddock
    I LOVE MY PHYSICS TEACHER.

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