Quiz, Coffee and a Gay Man | March 10th 2008
I overslept yesterday morning - again - and getting ready in the span of two minutes isn’t as pleasant as one might think. Sure, it’s impressive that I can hop out of bed, brush my teeth at the speed of light, slip on my jeans and a t-shirt and rush out the door, but it’s phsyically draining to wake up at 7:48, get out of bed at 8:00, and be out the door at 8:02.
Oh, and dare I mention I’m sick? I’ve got an irritated throat, a runny nose (eiw) and I’m blissfully spreading my germs around campus. Ahhh, can life get any better than this? I’ve been addicted to a secret concotion my mother has come up with, which successfully burns my throat and brings tears to my eyes. Hey, if it makes me feel better for at least two hours after I drink it, than I’m fine with the temporary blaze in my pharynx.
Right after a quiz on Frankenstein I forgot to study for, I was introduced to F a friend of a friend yesterday, and I think it’ll be the last time I’ll ever cross paths with her; I’ve now seen a real-life embodiment of the type of girls my mother told me to avoid at all costs. “When my boyfriend is out of the country, I record my voice on my cell phone, give it to my cousin and get her to play the recorded clip when he calls, so he thinks it’s me he’s talking to. I’m usually out on “Love Street” cruising around.” Seriously now, WHAT THE HELL?!! I couldn’t help but think, “What the hell am I doing here?! I need to leave, right bloody now!” That’s not all she said, but seriously, the rest just made me cringe. I hate how some girls who wear the hijab think by doing so, they’re portrayed as “innocent” and “pure”….little do people know.
R and A’s [fashionista] gay friend, Looli said, “So Sou, you’re undergoing treatment, right….for your skin; it’s peeling.” Bloody hell, can’t I be left to peel in peace without anyone reminding me?! I mean seriously, why’d he have to remind me? I don’t like him, I don’t like him at all. I like R and A, but this is definitely the last time I’m heading off to the Coffee Bean with them if they’re meeting up with F and Looli.
Speaking of the Coffee Bean, I’m not a coffee girl, it tastes awful. Seriously, how the hell do people drink that crap?!!
It’s a lovely Monday morning, I’m in the computer lab on campus typing this out before heading out to class; it’s too early in the morning to focus on translating text from English to Arabic.
Leaving you with Jack Savoretti’s latest single, ‘One Man Band’.
Till next time world.