Salam,

Hello, Hola, G'day, Top o the mornin' to ya, greetings NaNo NaNo and Shalom!

Well now that we got the greeting out of the way.

..OK..crap..writers block.

well that started out well didn't it so umm.. OK lemme talk a bit about what i'm doing now maybe then i can think about a first entry. I am sitting next to an empty plate on my right hand side where a tortilla used to lay, that i have devoured. Next to that is a huge container of French vanilla yogurt that will expire in 2 days and it is my mission, nay, my duty as a hungry student to finish it off! ok that was cheesy but thats what i felt. I am sitting in a yellow towel with half wet hair writing a blog when i really should be studying.

Oh sorry, i didn't introduce myself. I am Zan, i study abroad i was brought up in different places and have currently settled into studying in Australia. I lived in the States and Kuwait and i thought that Australia was gunna be just like America but with an accent, i was wrong. I miss the states so much, i love Kuwait and miss it too, but i miss the states more.

I don't want to come off as being one of those people that is trying to shed her culture and identity, in the contrary i am really proud to be what i am and come from where i do. I love my country religion and heritage, but the thing is, i don't belong to them which makes me want to write about it.

Its like having two voices in your head. One with an American accent and American thoughts and the other with a heavy Kuwaiti accent that keeps me in check.

I do wear the hijjab, but not faithfully i am ashamed to say. Do you think thats wrong?
i feel like i wore it for all the wrong reasons. I dont think i really understood it fully and i certainly did not wear it for a Godly purpose.

I am really torn between taking it off and keeping it on. the voices in my head alone both have good arguments, i wounder what people have to say too.

well its getting really cold and i think my neighbor might be watching me, most likely with terror not pleasure because he sees me covered most of the time and now i'm half naked in a towel attacking the yogurt container and typing. what a sight eh?

comment if you like, or if you don't. It would make me feel better to know that some one is reading this and that i haven't gone raving mad! ok i don't know why i keep saying these cheesy things

any way im gunna put some clothes on and surf the blogs.

Ta!

xoxo

-Zan