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You can’t be a Power Ranger if you can’t do a backflip

And no lie, that’s one of the biggest regrets of my life. It’s not too late to learn, right ;)?

I can’t even count the number of times I used to practice “just in case ;)”

Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers was quite possibly the best show from my childhood. I remember staying home from birthday parties and the like just so I wouldn’t miss an episode (recording just wasn’t the same!!!). I love that the series has continued over the years, even though I kind of fell off the bandwagon for a bit. It’s nice to see my younger brother is a continued fan and that I can keep up with it through him. 

It got me to start thinking about kids nowadays and what they have available for them on tv and the like. Between Gossip Girl and Twilight, there aren’t really any decent things for role models. What surprised me one day was how a girl in one of my classes came and sat to talk to me, smiling a bit slyly to herself every so often. When I finally asked her what she was laughing about, she burst out with an “I knew you didn’t recognize me!”

Fast forward a little bit, this girl was a super emo that I had a talk with last year. She was really into heavy black eye shadow and liner and had her hair dyed a really harsh brown for her fair skin. I couldn’t believe that this dirty blond haired girl with minimal makeup was the same one from last year… and then she told me that she decided to stop being emo because of our talk. I have never been more proud of myself in my life!

So I may not be able to do backflips. I might have terrible aim, despite being able to handle myself. I know that while I’m still waiting to get that call to be a Power Ranger and for my mutant abilities to develop (IT COULD STILL HAPPEN), I know that I’m still super to others 🙂

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Appreciating hipsters

I’m guilty, I admit it. I’ve looked at hipsters, scoffed and rolled my eyes (silently and to myself) at their clothes and accessories, manners, how they walk, and how they use random esoteric phrases when speaking. And yet despite all of this, until today, I never really thought about/considered or just hard it must be to continue to embody the hipster existence.

I mean, buying organic free trade imported coffee from a country I’ve rarely heard about is not only difficult, but expensive! Driving to the small organic out-of-the-way-free-trade store takes time, money, and effort (but to be realistic, they probably bike there anyway). And then you have to actually drink the brew when Dunkin Donuts is clearly the king of coffee (and probably much closer to where you live).

Let’s get into the hair maintenance. Just thinking about all that hair dye and styling is giving me a headache. Rainbow colors mixed with a deep purple color that’s the color of their aura that month, black that reflects the turmoil within their soul; all of it carefully styled to show the world how little they care of the world and its opinions.

I also have to give kudos to how any criticism, look, or question of any sort results in a withering glare accompanying by the never far eye roll, following by a “psh, whatever; you wouldn’t understand.” I mean, it’s pretty hard to coordinate a mass 2nd grade level retort, but by golly they’ve succeeded. Genius!

Kind of awkward, too, how you can’t really tell the gender of a hipster from behind. Because of the myriad of hair color, length, and styles, the universal love of the hated skinny jeans, and the propensity for satchels, a side view is the minimal requirement with a front view preferable. Even then, it’s not 100% certain! Hipsters, do the world a favor and start wearing armbands to indicate gender or something. I’m tired of using the wrong pronouns and getting those withering glares.. if looks could kill, I would have been killed at least 100x by hipsters. I can just imagine the headline: “Death by the hipster’s withering glare. Wrong pronoun use suspected.”

Now obviously this is (mostly) in jest, so please don’t send me hate mail. I know how quickly you hipsters jump on a cause (KONY 2012, anyone?).

So live on, hipsters. Drink your free trade organic coffee, wear your distressed colored skinny jeans that completely clash with your hair colors, roll your eyes at the establishment, rock it with your Apple products that in no way contribute to the “system,” and live on! You work hard to look like you don’t care, so go to your obscure indie-band concert and rock out knowing that you are unique.. just like everyone else 😉

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The words I didn’t say

True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country
-Kurt Vonnegut

It’s surreal to walk through the halls of my old high school. Memories lurk behind every corner, the ghost of laughter echoes in the rooms, and I can see a younger, more insecure me walking through the halls as one of two (and later the only) Muslim girls wearing a hijab.

Not much has changed in the school. Sure, the set up in the cafeteria is different and there’s a brand new gym, but the people are all the same. No matter the advances in technology (I will never be ok with them using cell phones in class) or changes in fashion, the tone of high school is still constant. I could go back in time and bring my entire high school class to compare, and I can guarantee that there would be someone similar for everyone (except for me, of course.. I’m far too unique and cool to be repeated in history).

It’s funny noting how many people don’t remember me. To be honest, many years have passed, and I know that there have been hundreds of students since then, but apparently this is the first year since my graduation that there is another young lady wearing hijab. I found it amazing that those who recognized me instantly were the school janitors. After a few times of catching up, I asked what made me stick in their minds after all these years (as they still remembered my graduation year and my name). The lady and gentleman looked at each other and smiled, then the lady turned to me and said “because, honey, you always talked to us, and when you did you had the biggest and brightest smile I’ve ever seen on your face.” Such power from an action with no words. I was literally speechless with awe.

Moral of the story is don’t underestimate the impact you can have on the world, even if it’s just to provide something with happy memories. And remember that smiling is charity, so be sure to spread the wealth 🙂

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Time to share a few laughs :)

A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he cannot get along without it and none is so poor that he cannot be made rich by it. Yet a smile cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give.
Author Unknown

It appears that I’m starting a lot of these posts with quotes nowadays 🙂


I was talking with my sister the other day about random things, and we happened upon the topic of things that used to make us laugh when we were kids. Funnily enough, we discovered that we could still incapacitate ourselves from laughter just from the memories and or discussion of those things. Now that I’ve finally caught my breath (for the most part) I thought it would be fun to share some of those things with all of you 🙂

First up: the chef from the Little Mermaid. We would literally pause, rewind, and watch every one of his scenes for hours. I’m pretty sure we drove our mother crazy with this movie.

Next, we have Batty from Fern Gully. I can’t even begin to count the number of times I used to perform this rap for anyone who asked (and quite often to those who didn’t, haha) I couldn’t find a video of the clip, so this will have to suffice  

I don’t think this video needs an introduction… Mary Poppins pretty much speaks for itself!

I couldn’t find any of my favorite clips from Disney’s 1973 Robin Hood movie, so if you haven’t seen it, definitely put it on top of your list. Here’s the intro for it just to give you a taste of the awesomenesss of this movie

This is by far one of my most favorite movies EVER. I can probably quote you this entire movie verbatim, and there are many other scenes (pretty much every other scene) this are hilarious in their own right, but this is a mash-up of the clips of the wedding scenes. It’s not long, but I wish you could have seen how flabbergasted we were the first time we saw this, lol

For now, I think five videos is enough. I’ll probably make another post some time in the future with others because I didn’t even begin to empty out the recesses of our funny memories. Enjoy and share!!

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Searching for my dream

“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.”

Edgar Allen Poe

It has been a long time since my last post! I’d apologize for my absence, but I wasn’t feeling any inspiration so it’s probably a good thing that I didn’t write.

“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.”

Neil Gaiman

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about dreams and the roles they play in our lives. Disney and Hollywood tend to give us the idea that if a person dreams hard enough that whatever they wish for will come true. 

“I find out a lot about myself by sleeping. Dreams, they are who I am when I’m too tired to be me.”

Jarod Kintz- This Book is Not For Sale

As someone who dreams quite a bit, this idea has always seemed strange and yet fascinating at the same time. Want something and it’ll eventually come to you? Sounds fabulous! What people often fail to mention is that there is so much work involved in pursuing dreams, and that despite all of that, sometimes they do not come true. So what happens when the dream is forced to change?

“Hope is a waking dream”


I’ve had a number of dreams that didn’t come true, but I’ve also had several that I didn’t know I wanted come true. Life is a balance, and it’s important to keep things in perspective. Faith and religion give meaning to life, even more so than dreams. Having something to turn to every day is what I believe has truly kept me sane. Thank goodness for brevity in life 🙂