You know the concept bromance? Well Sima decided that the female version is homance.

In other news writing your own theory of religion is kind of hard ridiculously hard. In the over 24 hours I have been working on it over the last 3 days I'm barely past typing the definition. My entire theory only consists of a definition and critique of how ( Read more... )

My Take 5 essay is pretty much non existent. I sent it to my adviser for revisions and she basically tore it apart. And then she informed me that the committee isn't going to accept my course selection. Considering this has to be perfect by Tuesday, I'm starting to doubt I'll get accepted. I'm not really sure what I would do. I've been dreaming of ( Read more... )

Today was the first day of classes! I'm extremely excited for this semester. Sure it's going to nearly kill me but I'm going to walk away so much smarter. I'm reading some of the greatest contemporary thinkers like Adam Smith, Max Weber, Freud, Foucault, and Durkheim. The contributions they have made to religion and modern society in general are ( Read more... )

In a little under 48 hours I'll be leaving for three weeks in Africa. A short stay in South Africa followed by a longer stay in Malawi. I thought I would be extremely excited and unable to concentrate on anything at this point. Yet I'm extremely calm. I think it's because it hasn't quite hit me that I'm actually going to Africa. I know it and I ( Read more... )

My entire life I have been told that I was destined for great things. I always hated hearing that because I felt people had unreasonably high expectations for me and ultimately I would fail. After the past few days I'm starting to think those expectations weren't unfounded after all.

In the past when someone died Anjali was always the first to say that my lack of emotion was due to the fact that I was in denial. I would always disagree, although if she had said that this time she would have been right. I hate it when she’s right. However in my defense when the realization did come it was like being shot. In a split second the ( Read more... )

I’ve never been great at producing parting words. Consequently for the last 4 years I adopted the philosophy of refusing to say “good bye” and instead saying “see you later.” It seems that the hope and idealism I could get away with in high school aren’t so realistic in college. Things I took for granted have turned out to be rare, if not once-in-a ( Read more... )

I NEVER WANT TO GO HOME!

I've been here less than 24 hours and it's been so much better than I thought, leaving now just seems like a crime.

I just finished shaving part of my head.
Even though the Schick Quatro is quite amazing, I think it would have been a million times easier if I had used an electric razor. Oh well.
I think I'm in love with the feeling of a fresh shaved head.

My great grandmother that I used to think was a man is in town.

I'm kind of afraid to go visit her because the last time I saw her she chased me in her wheelchair and I thought she was going to kill me.