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~ samedi, novembre 22, 2003 ~

Assalamu Alaikum! A lot happened within the past 24 hours. Muslims are fasting from dawn to sunset throughout the Ramadan season right now. Last night, I was invited to a special Iftar (the sunset meal to break the fast) by a friend in my CRD2 class. When i got there, I didn't really know what to do with myself... so I just sat down and when the Imam began to I guess, signal the end of the day's fast, everybody began to eat dates- lots and lots of dates. I ate like, two plates of them because they just kept coming and coming. Afterwards it was dinner time and the Pakistani food was home-made and absolutely delicious! I stayed for the evening prayers (Taraweeh, i think it was called) and I watched from a distance and it was soo chouette. All the females were in their colourful ethnic clothing... it was awesome. Islam is soo heavily misunderstood these days and I think it's important to really get to understand their truths. At the end of the evening, the Muslim Student Association of UCD gave me a Qur'an. The speakers were soo engaging... Al-Islam mosque leader, Imam Abdel Malik Ali and Islamic teacher, Abdel Aziz. I started to get a little teary when they spoke... they were very moving speakers. I really felt very spiritual. It was a very interesting and enlightening experience.

This morning, I woke up at 5:12AM because the fire alarms in my dorm went off. I'm not fasting but I could've eated Suhoor at that time. But that alarm, it was the loudest cacophony ever! I was freaked out at first because the first thing that came into my mind was that it was an air raid and we were being bombed. I feared it was nuclear war. I dunno why I thought that but... I did. And it was crazy.
We were forced to evacuate the building and stand outside. It was 39-degrees and people had on shorts and t-shirts and stuff. It was fun. hahahaha

~Benjamin 11/22/2003 02:50:00 PM

~ mercredi, novembre 19, 2003 ~

According to this test in my CRD2 class, I am a little bit high-context in the way i communicate, meaning I'm indirect, implicit, and my relationships build very slowly. I hope that means they become more stable because I'm becoming a bit irritated at the idea of overly slow-building relationships. People up here are nothing like my friends back home. And i guess that's what makes the experience of meeting new people exciting but I keep comparing the people up here to my friends back home who I really miss. It really did take me quite a while to gain friends throughout my life. I don't understand what makes everybody say that I'm un-understandable. Am I that high context?
I don't think there's anybody on this campus who I can really call my best friend. I really wish I had more intimate friends but it seems like it's going to take quite a bit of time. But how much time do I have? I have 2 quarters to go before I am on my own and I no longer have dorm life helping me. They say your college friends are the ones that you keep for life!
I go out every weekend with people but there just isn't a connection yet, you know? They're just like acquaintances and we don't really know each other.
Jesus and Adam are my roomies and I feel like I'm forming more of a connection with one of them but there are times when we don't quite get along. Both my roomies have their quirks that annoy me... one has more than the other, hehe. But I don't really let em get to me.
I think I've connected better with Thanh, who lives far, all the way down the hall. But i rarely see her now... she's always studying and stuff. Evrybody's doing their own things. Reminds me of 5th & 6th grades in elementary. I feel like i'm stuck in a low context world. Argh... well Thanksgiving is coming up and I'm thankful that I have friends to return to back home... but for how long? I have the opportunity to meet new people... sooooo many people to meet! But only a few of them could I ever share deep friendships with... that I'm sure of.

~Benjamin 11/19/2003 09:26:00 PM

~ mardi, novembre 18, 2003 ~

If I had told her that I had a thing for her, would she still have been a good friend? I mean, c'mon. Platonic friendships either become cases of siblinghood or cases of "particular" attraction, according to what I've seen. So yeah. I'm meeting good people for good friends. I always have... except once. But that didn't... okay, twice. But they outwardly didn't work and look where we are now. I don't even talk to them much anymore. Yep. I find the perfect people and I risk everything I could have with them to get closer with them. Relationships need risk? Yeah. Gotta take it or you'll never know. But choose risks wisely. You gain some, you lose some, but in the process, I can learn more about the way I work.

~Benjamin 11/18/2003 11:46:00 PM

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