I can’t say I’ll miss you.
But that doesn’t matter. This is Amman, after all.
In 15 years or so, the government will probably build you up again, like they did with the Fourth Circle.
It’s a story of taking apart and rebuilding our circles in this city anyhow.
So, from Quora:
Asian people think that having aegyo sal makes them cuter and more youthful looking–like it softens their appearance. People go so far as to get surgery or put tape or makeup under their eyes to get this effect.
Wow, this is really cool. I personally don’t have feelings towards the area area beneath the eye, and don’t notice it much at all. But now that I’m looking… they’re right. The “aegyo sal” does actually look better.
My design crush, Warsheh, has done it again.
From the project’s Behance page:
This is Not Art.
It’s not deeply meaningful or vaguely philosophical.
It’s not calculated or exact.
It is in fact, a series of posters designed from classic paintings.
A simple reinterpretation of how we saw them.
Our tribute to art and design.
Check out their interview with the Huffington Post.
NOT The Conversion of St Paul
NOT The Valpinçon Bather
NOT Venus Bathing
NOT Saint Francis in Meditation
NOT Girl with a Pearl Earring
NOT Portrait of a Young Girl
NOT The Skater
NOT Doge Leonardo Loredan
NOT The Death of Marat
NOT The Birth of Venus
NOT Whistler’s Mother
I did not subscribe to highschool cliques when I was a student.
I avoided the typical nerds, because the typical nerd is one-dimensional, spiteful, and a socially-awkward loser. I avoided the “mean girls”, because I hated anyone who collected an army of fans with weaker personalities (or less money).
Fortunately, my best friend Nisreen also happened to be my classmate all throughout highschool. We navigated the journey to adulthood shunning the conventional highschool roles. We were both always top of our class, and yet you could never describe us as nerds because we both had listening problems and were never really “there” (I later realized that this is was the result of a reading-writing learning preference, and an absolute inability to comprehend auditory information, which unfortunately is the most common method of teaching).
We were just ourselves. Life was comfortable. We graduated and started real life, and stayed comfortable in our own skin.
You know though, when you’re a kid, you assume that these highschool cliques and roles disappear as you grow older… that people sort of “level up”. That’s what adulthood seems like, and that’s what you’re made to believe by the adults around you.
But its been 11 years since I finished highschool, and every day, I realize how highschool never really ends. The cliques are still there, and the kids who were losers grew up into adults who are losers. They married other losers and befriended other losers. The “mean girls” still collect a museum of drooling fans willing to do their bidding, buy them drinks, and carry their stuff.
It is so strange.
From the category of “Virtual Stuff I Perceive As Human”, it’s Gmail’s 10th birthday and oh, what a wonderful decade its been.
Gmail came out around the same time AndFarAway did, and I scored an invite by posting a blog post about wanting one. It was such an awesome thing having a Gmail account then.
From a post in 2004:
Ok, I officially hate Hotmail. I thought they were supposed to update all their accounts by the beginning of September!
I mean seriously, I’ve had Gmail for about a month now, and I already have 7 MB in it. I’ve had Hotmail since 1998 and I have to be so careful with what I have in it so that it doesn’t reject emails!
Happy birthday, Gmail.