Cindy Sheehan

I went to hear Cindy Sheehan speak. She is well known, as an activist, after her son died in the Iraq war. She became a household name when she protested near George Bush’s Texas ranch in 2005. The environment in the auditorium was pretty intense with security guards walking around and guarding the doors. There was an incident where two men started to scream at Sheehan: “You are supporting and giving power to terrorist.” They were quickly stopped.

Some of Sheehan’s comments:

Barbara didn’t teach George on solving conflicts without violence.

One person can make a difference

9/11 could have been an excellent podium to show other countries what the United States was made of. We could have taken this tragedy and had the whole world listening to us about nonviolence, forgiveness, and truly capturing those who committed the crime. Instead we invade lands that doesn’t belong to us, kill thousands of innocents lives, and have the world hating us. (something to this affect)

My country can do better

Some things I just didn't agree with Sheehan. Like "No one has to die for freedom...we are born with it." Is she living with humans or what? She gave me a different perspective to see situations through but I didn't agree with all of it...atleast not as much as those who gave a standing ovation when she was finished.

I sat in the back this time. I didn’t want another “Kal Penn situation” – however Sheehan was nothing like Kal Penn. She was actually prepared to speak, motivated, and strong about her beliefs.

I was interviewed by two newspapers. I don’t know why they choose me but THEY DID! I was interviewed for the school and the city paper. I woke up early to get the paper the next morning- and loved seeing my name. The city paper covered more of what I said than the school paper:

“Student Tharsica (last name) said she supports Sheehan’s efforts to find the truth behind why the war in Iraq started.”
“She’s just a mother,” she said. “She has a right to ask why her son died.”

It was an eventful night. I also heard a Nobel Prize Winner speak this week. More on this later...

Broken Pieces..

If anyone, for any reason, have wondered what would happen to eye glasses if it goes through the washer and dryer, well, let me be the first to tell you: Nothing….well almost.

It will just be in pieces – three pieces to be exact. You might cry at the shock of seeing it in the dryer and will immediately Google for the nearest shop to fix your pair. You will carry the damaged pieces-like a sick child in a cloth, and drive it immediately to the shop.

There you will explain what happened. And everyone in the store will tell you “we never had one of those” and give you variety of options and quote the prices for each.

You will choose an option and that will be the end of that day. Glasses will be back to where they were… as if nothing happened.

Saying “Excuse Me” is Not an Excuse for Rudeness!

What’s going on with people? Why do some think it is okay to be rude just because two words are mumbled before the “rude incident” takes place? EXCUSE ME!

I was at the store yesterday just browsing at tops. This girl, I really don’t want to use the word girl rather I would prefer to use the B word, but I’ll refrain from it. She was working and I was browsing. She consistently, maybe about 7 times during the few minutes I was in the aisle, coming into and out the aisle. First few times she slightly bumped into me and she didn’t say anything. So, I made effort to move few of the times but after the 3rd time I had enough. My aggressive side unfolded. I barely moved the next time so she said “excuse me.” in a sarcastic tone. This continued for a few times then finally She had to come right where I was browsing and started to adjust the hangers.

I said “isn’t there a better time for you to do that? I am looking at this section right now.” The girl said “I said excuse me didn’t I? If you didn’t want me to do this you should have not moved.” I said “Oh yea! Maybe you should have some manners.” The girl said something and walked away. I was pissed! Then she started to tell her friends about the incident!

Then I look up and from across the room there were group of guys just staring and smiling at me. Not cool.

So today I just had to call and complain to the manager. I told her what occurred last night and what the girl looked liked. Unfortunately I didn’t get the name of the girl---so manager said she will try to find who it was.

What a big B! The girl...right!.

World Around.

I had a conversation with a girl on the same floor. We always chat when we see each other (if I am not my cell). She always comments about her weight. First, she said that she needed to gain weight (weighs probably less than a hundred pounds) but today we were talking about christmas and how we ate more than usual. She said that she gained two pounds and then quickly added that she had to lose it. I am like… WTF?

After this I have been thinking a lot. I been meeting a lot of girls from a lot of countries and we all seem to have one thing in common. BODY ISSUES.

This issue has spread worldwide. My butts too big or too small, I hate this and that, I wish I could change this. Big and small. Taller and shorter. Dark and light.

I hope everyone eats a delicious meal today...!!

Went shopping with my friend, to the best place on earth for us college kids, – Cub Foods! Both of us were drooling over platter of sushi, salmon pieces, and shrimp. At first I thought I was the only one without the $900 meal plan but the more time I spent in the kitchen I realize this is not the case. We were at the cub for more than a hour and just drooled over all the stuff that we can’t really afford. I love sea food. Squid, shrimp, crabs…whatever! I love meat.
Then we stopped by Panera Bread-*drooling again started*. I was so impressed with the place I immediately picked up an application to work there. I wanted to sit and have a meal at a later time so I only bought a croissant this time.



I had a lot of yummies at home during the break. Nothing like parents cooking..I tell ya! This egg dosa was YUMMY. It is kinda difficult when you flip the dosa to prevent the egg from spilling on the stove...but my mom did just fine except for once. When this happened my sister and I ran to the stove and stared at the egg -- we were both really sad about the whole incident for about 2 minutes. But quickly realized life would get better SOMEHOW. It had to. haha

I am hungry!

So Sad :-(

I see so many people who want to chat but all I say is “hi” and walk really fast. I really don’t know why I do this! I think I ALWAYS have something on my mind that needs to be done so I don’t wait and talk to people. Completely sucks. After I walk away is when I realize “I did it again.” I need to work on this. I am so sad.

Yes? Yes! and Yes.

"Like the elephant, we are unconscious of our own strength. When it comes to understanding the power we have to make a difference in our own lives, we might as well be asleep. If you want to make your dreams come true, wake up. Wake up to your own strength. Wake up to the role you play in your own destiny. Wake up to the power you have to choose what you think, do, and say."

- Keith Ellis, Bootstraps

Cut & Annoyed!

I hate it. All the blabbering. Especially at the Salon. Why do the stylists feel the need to bombard me with questions? Let’s say I go for my eyebrows done: First, they start by bringing you into this small rather cozy room with ocean music and wonderful scented candle. I love this part. But when I lay down is when the blabbering start. Ten random questions gets asked then miraculously one about eyebrows…this continues till’ I am gasping for air.

Where do you go to school? How long does it take you to drive to school? What are you studying? How long do have left? Did you start looking for jobs?
Do you have brothers or sister? Older or younger?
Did you grow up around here? Where do you live? Is that close by?


I could imagine that they were taught that engaging their customers and being interested in them is a good customer service but I can’t stand it anymore. My doctor doesn’t even talk that much. The questions the doctor asks pertains to my health—which is great-- but the questions stylists ask have nothing to do with her providing me the best service. How annoying would it be if doctors do the same : ask unrelated question in the name of customer service.

When I go for massages, they will ask whether you prefer to talk or just relax…and I say “Let me relax.” Damnit!

Happy New Year!

I didn’t make any New Year resolutions for 2007 and I am not going to. I refuse to because I know it just won’t workout. Two months into the year, I will just get TOO distracted with mundane daily events that I will naturally forget about it until maybe June (because someone or maybe ME will mention how 2007 is almost half over and I will think “damn.. So true…should I even try doing something on the list?..). I am not writing it down, posting it on the bedroom door so I can see it every time I leave, and checking it off. It’s so sad because even on the list of resolutions: one would be “read this list every month, document the progress, and continue with the list.” I laugh! It’s just too funny…us humans or just me.

But honestly: secretly I do have few things I want to do this year…but its all in my head. I just refuse to write it down because that will make me feel too guilty for not accomplishing all I said I would and not to mention wasting a piece of paper. haha!

Look at my drawing...how creative am I?!?!!