Sixteen
I’ve been tagged twice with this. It’s unavoidable. First futurowoman. Then, Adnan. I figure if one more person tags me, it’ll be bad luck.
So, here are sixteen random pieces of Faiqa trivia for your entertainment.
Oh. Come on. Read it. I’m verrry interesting.
- When I was ten, my brother poured orange juice in my cereal and my mom made him eat it. She said if he thought it was good enough for his sister to eat, then he shouldn’t have a problem eating it himself.
- I met General Pervez Musharraf on a flight from Lahore to New York. We spoke for about two minutes. He was nice and said my Urdu was surprisingly good considering that I didn’t grow up in Pakistan. (Eye roll). A few months later, I realized how much danger those of us on that flight were in because he was on the plane with us. What if someone had tried to assassinate him? Typical.
- I have a bachelors degree in Computer Science. I know. If I didn’t actually have the piece of paper that said so, I wouldn’t believe it either.
- I would readily kill someone that I’m not fond of for a king size pack of Reese’s Peanut Butter cups.
- I was perpetually on a diet of some sort from 1995-2005. And it worked. As soon as I stopped dieting, I gained 30 lbs. I need structure, OK?
- I love Johnny Cash. Big. Fan. It’s true.
- I once wrote a fake love letter to this girl in junior high because I thought it would be funny. Yes, I was, ever so briefly, a “mean girl.” Having learned that karma can indeed be a bitch, I’m always looking over my shoulder due to that incident.
- I’m terrified of the following: frogs, lizards, moths, and squirrels. Oh, and a world where Ann Coulter is not seen as a fringe lunatic but a person of merit and substance.
- I hate Ann Coulter. She and the Taliban are the only people I truly hate in this world. They both have more in common than either would care to admit.
- My mother’s brother is married to my father’s sister. And no laws of nature were broken in the process.
- I still cry every time I think of my daughter’s first month in preschool.
- I would proudly describe myself as slightly heretical. I am wary of people who don’t.
- I’ve become so frustrated with the situation in Gaza that I’ve stopped paying attention. Which is a very big deal for me. And, please, spare me. There is nothing you can say that will make me feel any worse about my apathy that I haven’t already said to myself.
- I talk to myself. And I don’t always agree with what I have to say.
- I have to be the last one to go to sleep.
- I’ve been to Mexico, the Bahamas, France, England, Germany, Thailand, India, Pakistan, Saudi Arabia and Dubai. But I’ve never been to California.
Anything random you would like to share about yourself? If you’re still awake, I mean.
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The Johnny Cash thing surprised me when you were singing it the other night!
BS in Computer Science – check
Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups – check
Johnny Cash – check
Ann Coulter – double check
Are you me? Am I you? I wanna be someone else tonight.
I can’t stand Reese’s Butter Cups, anything peanut butter actually, although I’d lick the chocolate off the Reese’s if that was the only chocolate available.
Oh, I used to be a Private Eye in the UK.
#4 – Heck, I’d even think about taking out someone I thought was maybe a little neat for that same King-Size pack.
#5 – Yes! GREAT call! If you’ve never heard it, I’d recommend “The Mercy Seat” (track 07 off of “American III”). One of the most chilling songs I’ve ever heard to this day.
#8 – Come to think of it, I’d take Ann Coulter in a heartbeat. And there wouldn’t even have to be a King-Size pack of Reese’s Cups involved.
#9 – Wha–guh–how??
#11 – Good for you.
#13 – I don’t agree with what I tell myself all the time, either. But as long as I don’t talk myself into agreeing with it, I figure I’ll be okay.
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I dare say that I hate Ann Coulter more than you do.
That’s saying a lot considering Buddhists don’t do the hate thing.
I love your mom for the orange juice thing.
The king pack of Reese’s? There is a store near where I work that was selling them at two for $2. I bought two and shared them with my coworkers. That’s just how I am. I often feel privileged and will share what I have with those who do not. Like taking the homeless guy who was asking for money to the deli instead and telling him to pick out whatever he wanted. It was my treat. So feel free to drop in for a meal.
I love Johnny Cash’s version of “Personal Jesus.” I play it repeatedly. But for country music, I am actually a hardcore Patsy Cline fan. The president of my company recently bought me a new Patsy CD because his wife remembered me saying that I love Patsy at a holiday party.
My stepmother was embarrassed because her family tree loops back upon itself. Her parents were apparently distant cousins. But it was all legal.
I also had a weird orange juice and cereal experience — One morning when I was a kid I accidentally poured it into my Cheerios. Laughing around the breakfast table ensued. But then I tried it — and it tasted like a tangier version of Froot Loops! So I did it again. And again. But not again after that. Overall experience? Not that bad…
I share your frustration regarding the situation in Gaza. I don’t know if this is true in your case, but it’s such a hot topic within my religious community where people are incessantly repeating the same things over and over and over again. And they’re mandating that we all think homogeneously about the issues. It’s enough to make me want to completely disassociate at times.
Um – pretty much everything about me is weird. I don’t know if there is anything that I haven’t shared with everyone at one point but I will share something weird about my father and three of my siblings (and apparently, now my fourteen month old daughter) – they eat mustard in their oatmeal. [This was started when my dad was little - too poor for sugar but the tang in mustard makes it taste kind of sweet.]
I love me some Johnny Cash too.
Oh – one “weird” thing I haven’t shared (that I remember) is that I hate putting a numeral instead of actually spelling out the word. ie “four” not “4″ (This obviously doesn’t apply when making lists.) If I am pressed for space -like on Twitter – I’ll do it but I am annoyed by it.
I promise I’ll shut up after this but I wanted to tell you that my family tree gets a little crazy too. My dad is only seven years older than his nieces and nephews. He wound up marrying his niece’s best friend, LOL.
I met my husband because his sister was dating my “second” cousin. Now we are all married – so my cousin in my brother in law. My kids’ cousin is there uncle. It gets a little confusing.
So don’t worry about your tree – mine goes straight up too. LOL
I’m totally with you on the Ann Coulter *shudder* thing. She is evil personified.
My random fact: I have webbed toes. Don’t laugh – it’s sexy.
Okay, so Reeses Cups are GREAT but… the Easter Eggs, Christmas Trees & Valentine Hearts are WAAAAAYYYY better! More of that processed “peanut butter” inside! I am also nurturing an addiction to Hershey’s “Take 5″ (chocolate covered pretzel surrounded by peanuts, peanut butter, carmel & chocolate) Heaven!
I too can’t thank your Mom enough for the visual of Zia’s expression upon being told to eat the OJ & cereal! Awesome idea that will probably be copied in the near future!
I’m hoping the preschool issue is no longer an issue…. I am currently debating whether or not to place my oldest son in public school next year.
I’ve totally lost my train of thought as my 2 yr old has decided to be a pizza that I have to eat… I never understood why pretending to be a canibal with young children is so widely accepted. Must go now and eat “Reed Pizza”
@Avitable: Why? Because brown people don’t listen to Johnny Cash. Racist.
@B.E. Earl:
It’s because we’re superior quality human beings. It’s surprising that we know each other because we’re, like, one in a trillion.
@Mik:
“Oooh. Private Eye. We’re watching you.” (Hall and Oates– that song is going to be in my head all day– thanks for that).
WHO DOESN’T LIKE PEANUT BUTTER? I’m having a hard time coping with the utter depravity of an admission like that.
@Michael Melchor:
I don’t have that album… I don’t think. I have to check.
@Dave2:
See, a person should *know* that they have serious personality problems when a Buddhist hates them.
@Kailyn:
I like Patsy Cline, too. But, at this moment, the only song that comes to mind is “Walkin After Midnight.” I can’t think of anything else.
@shiny:
“people are incessantly repeating the same things over and over and… mandating that we all think homogeneously about the issues. It’s enough to make me want to completely disassociate at times.” EXACTLY. I have strong faith in my religion, but I will not allow that faith to cloud my compassion or attempts at understanding the situations and circumstances of others. Plus, I hate it when people try to tell me what to think.
@Sheila (Charm School Reject):
I don’t like writing numerals, either. See the title? At first, I wrote “16.” But it drove me crazy. So this is weird: I had a dream last night that you and your husband were in Florida for Avitaween and you were staying with me. We were getting ready for the party and at the last minute, your husband decided that he wanted to watch some sporting event on TV instead. The only problem was that the event that he wanted to watch was only being broadcast on the Internet. So, he wanted to go to Best Buy and buy something that converted the images on his laptop to the television. And I was really embarrassed that we didn’t have something like that already and that he was going to have to buy it just because he was staying at our place.
I told you it was weird. Especially since I’ve never actually *met* either of you. (Formally).
I’m sending Ann Coulter over to your house with a case of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups – king size. I’ll tell her someone’s holding Ronald Reagan’s left ear hostage and is demanding the candy as ransom. You should start preparing your speech for your Congressional Medal of Honor.
wow, i’d never have guessed that we are both computer geeks
@Angie [A Whole Lot of Nothing]: What do you mean “webbed toes”? Like Aquaman? That’s totally badass. Can you swimm faster than normal people?
@SteF: “my 2 yr old has decided to be a pizza that I have to eat…” I read that sentence three or four times before I finally got it. SO CUTE.
@Finn: HAHAHAHAHAHA!! Hatred is funny!
@Slyde: I’m not a computer geek. I just have the degree to prove that I’m smart. Kind of like how rich people in the 19th century went to college just to have something to do and so people wouldn’t think they were dumb. I repeat. I am not a geek.
Faiqa, I love you even more now than before, if that’s possible.
Angie I have webbed toes too! LOL That was going to be my weird fact but I’ve spewed that one before.
Faiqa I don’t know about Angie but I can’t swim
Oh! And you had a dream about me? That makes me feel all kinds of special. For realz.
please come to California.
rockstars and highfives and gelato await you!
i’m serious, yaar.
@Sybil: Aww, thanks. It was that I would kill for a Reeses Peanut Butter Cup that reaffirmed your love, wasn’t it?
@Sheila: It’s true. I woke up and I was all, “how do you dream of someone you barely have a physical recollection of?!”
@yasmin: If I ever come to California, you will be one of the FIRST to know. Better not act like you don’t know me when I rock that joint.
i’m not going to act like i don’t know you, faiqa! i’m going to stick to you like gorillaglue, and bombard you with questions re. advice on how i can be as awesome as you!
I’m so happy to find someone else that is afraid of moths. Thank you for sharing this.
@yasmine: You need no advice on being awesome. You are completely awesome in every way.
@Allyson: LOL. I hate them. I think it’s because when I was about five or six, on of my friends told me if you got the dust that’s on the wings of moths and then touch your eyes you would go blind. I never questioned the scientific validity of that statement. Plus, they’re just creepy and remind me of decay.
I think that this whole post was an indirect way to get me to invite to you California.
So what are you waiting for? Consider this your invitation.
@Sarah: FINALLY someone GETS IT. I’ll be there in… soon.
I like Ann Coulter *AND* Reese’s humongocups. But that’s not weird to those who know something about me.
I was in Russia in July 1987 for a High School band trip and just recently saw Charlie Wilson’s War, which educated me on how troublesome the times were that summer. When we were there, that German pilot had just recently landed in Red Square. We still got to see Lenin’s tomb, and the skid marks were still on the bricks.
I thought all inbreds loved Ann Coulter.
Huh.
@whall: “I like Ann Coulter”… sigh. I really want to go to Russia someday, too. LOL at skid marks. Cool story, though.
@SciFi Dad: GAH!! We’re not inbred!! They’re related by marriage!! LOL
You are very unique indeed!
I’m right there with you on the Reeses PB Cups, although I prefer the PB eggs that come out in the spring.
will you still love me when you find out that i LOVE frogs? collect frog stuff kind of love.
i promise that i won’t make you touch a real frog, though. in fact, you need to keep me around as i will protect you from any frogs that hop out near you.
xoxo
I’ve never been to California either. They say it never rains in California…Please don’t tell them how you found me…. My son is majoring in Computer Science, my little man, he’s such a geek. I LOVE PATSY CLINE!! When I read that post, I started singing I go out walking after midnight. SERIOUSLY!! I did. My mother in law likes Patsy Cline. She doesn’t even understand English, but she likes the music. So, I stopped playing it in the car. LOL JUST KIDDING!! I’m such a bad angel. hee hee. I like peanut butter, and Reese’s – they are ok. Ann Coulter doesn’t do anything for me. The only wierd thing I can talk about is my cousin who is really out there!! I mean out there!! The weird thing about me is I like ketchup with my scramble eggs. I can lecture myself to stop being a bad angel. I need to go to Washington to see the Lincoln Memorial. Well, anyway Take Care Faiqa!!
I hope you don’t think I’m out there like my cousin. heh!
I *LOVE* the orange juice/brother thing. I’m going to have to remember that for my own kids. When I was young and my brother and I would fight/bicker/whatever, my mother’s punishment would be that we had to sit on the couch together and hold hands. It was terrible.
Are sure you’re from Pakistan? Because I’d swear after that family run-down that maybe you’re from West Virginia and that we’ve run into one another at a family reunion.