So, I didn't post yesterday, but that's because the post would have looked like the following:
"Today I woke up, did homework, ate dinner, napped, woke up, and did more homework. Also, I didn't go to the catacombs. Also, I remembered the the name of that amazing restaurant Habiba took me to. It's called Muhammad Ahmed. The end."
I figured you wouldn't fault me for waiting a day to add that to this post, not that this post is going to be much more interesting.
I had class this morning, of course. Nothing new there. It looks like I'm going to have a lot more Formal Arabic homework in the next two weeks, which sucks, but I'll survive. I'm already trying my damndest to get a head start.
When I walked into the dar, I learned that Moutaz apparently missed me yesterday at the catacombs. I kind of wish I had gone, but I know my sleep was more important because I'm still tired as it is, and I slept most of yesterday. In sha' Allah I'll still find an opportunity to go. Maybe next weekend if I don't get into the Marsa Matruh trip.
When I got back from classes Hadir was in the room again. Despite returning a few days ago, I hadn't seen hide nor hair of her. I assume she was staying with family. Even now, she's still out with friends, so maybe I'll still be able to do homework in the peace and quiet of my own room. One can only hope, 'cus I still haven't found an alternate suitably calm place.
Tamar and I have a skit due together on Wednesday in Media class, so after dinner we walked to Silsila to work on it. We got a decent amount done, but being friends and all we kept wandering off on tangents about books and TV shows and life in general. Also, we decided we want to go to Siwa, the famous oasis, the weekend after next, even though we don't really have time. Then, with one scene left, we came back to the dorms to finish up.
The skit's a little... risky. It's about a demonstration against our professor, and how she gets assassinated. But then all the students cry because she's so awesome. And she is awesome. She has a great sense of humor, so we think she'll like it, and there was only so much we could do with the vocabulary, but there's a still a tiny sense that we're putting out necks out there.
After that, I started homework again, only to get an IM a few hours in from an old friend who I haven't talked to in ages. You know who are. It was great talking to her. I love being reminded that there are some people who will never really fade from our lives, even if we don't talk to them every day.
Now, it's back to homework. I have to get up early tomorrow, so I'm probably going to bed soon. I have to find an Egyptian to ask about puberty first though... Oh, Egyptian homework. How inconvenient thou art. Anyway, good night everyone!
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