Our FYE class adventure to Lululemon and Yogen Fruz was delightful. I had no idea that Lululemon even existed. Nevertheless, it was a very “hipity” store and if I did yoga, that would definitely be the place I shopped at for my apparel. The free yoga classes on Sunday mornings also were very appealing.

That was my second trip to Yogen Fruz and it definitely redeemed my first trip there, despite the unfriendly and ‘ba-hum-bug’ attituded woman. The chocolate yog. with blackberries was lovely as was the company. THANKS AGAIN :)

I always thought that blogging was for those who have a poetic side however this class has showed me that it is for everyone.

Here are three of the greatest videos you will ever see;

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iLaoEhrkDc&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=52duiUapITQ&feature=related

And dis is Marcel, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ta9K22D0o5Q

Dear self,
Welcome to Meredith. Please be sure to study and to not procrastinate, this isn’t like high school… Also, try to perfect your time management skills because basketball is about to rock your world. Participate in Corn because despite the time commitment, it is still worth it. Do not think that you can play the parking ticket game, you will loose and owe a large sum of money. Eat ice cream in moderation and don’t be self conscious about anything, if you want to scooter to class then do it. C’est votre vie. Be nice to everyone and don’t regret a thing. Good luck.

I am currently the apple bobber coach and I have a role in the skit for Cornhuskin’! I am also a Stunt Co-Chair for the Spring!

Dis is my dad and his mom. :)

My dad, Mohammad, immigrated to the United States in December of 1976 from Tehran, Iran. He realized that it was time to leave when one day, while in law school, the Iranian KGB (internal security) called him into their headquarters and told him that if there were any disturbances from him to the teacher there would be serious consequences. (The teacher was the KGB head director’s daughter.) He had two years military service that he was drafted into serving. After his service was over he went to the American embassy in Iran and got an application to Campbell University. From there he flew out of Iran to Germany, Germany to England, England to Boston, and then finally Boston to Raleigh. He met his older brother, who had previously immigrated, at the RDU airport. The rest of his family slowly immigrated over years later. He said, “My family was close. We were comfortable financially but routinely emotionally. Nothing was peaceful because the whole society seemed like aggression.”

Yesterday’s “gathering” in the chapel about poverty furthered the importance of how many people need help. We, as a society, should stop being so wasteful and we should also stop taking so many blessings we have for granted.

Yay.