Oboja!

Currently listening to: Joni Mitchell's "Both Sides Now", reminds me of Love Actually

Currently wishing i was: anywhere but here

Went for a fun weekend in cairo, spent the night over at N's, where we played cards till 2am and i just wanted the world to know that I KICKED HER ASS AT SPEED AFTER HER TAUNTING ME THAT I WOULD EAT HER DUST. but boy, was she intimidating! i felt like phoebe up against monica! small people can be scary, it's all about a lot of energy being pent up in a small space.... Man, i am going to get my ass kicked for saying that!

Next day we bummed around at city stars mall, got high on sweets from the sweet factory, cheetos and fries with mayonaise, come to think of it i had a thoroughly unhealthy day and totally loved it!
We then met up with mariam and went to diwan, where i bought two naguib mahfouz's in arabic (gotta work on it) and N. went faint at the sight of the new Queens of the StoneAge cd, mariam agonised over some physics book (??), all of which exhausted us. So we went over to Insomnia cafe for a bite, and mariam kept going off into lala-land, reading Newsweek and ignoring N. everytime she tried to speak to her.
Really got on my nerves.
Went to a concert at Al Sakia on the nile (miahh) then onto jazz club where we met vanessa and fadi, who look very happy and are talking marriage, and i totally dont remember the first time i met him before they got together and we flirted, and i thought "now that's one to remember".
but i'm happy for van, after all the shit she's been thru.

Got home at dawn, slept in till noon, had breakfast at lucilles at three PM (???), where i drank a whole jug of raspberry ice tea, as mariam tried to fit a giant burger into her mouth and vanessa told us all about a group of malicious bitches we knew in college(they liked to call themselves the Spice Girls-how lame??). the stuff they did to her was just high school worthy. Got me all mad and self righteous and stuff.

Then we talked about why i was still in alex, and for every reason they gave me a counter-argument and i was left with nothing, so i bawled and whined "I'M TOO SCARED TO LEAVE!!!"

i've realised that i've been playing it safe the whole past months, this is as stable and comfortable as it gets, and boy am i bored!

for the sake of my own sanity, i've more or less decided to move back to cairo after october, which is when my sister comes back and Ramadan begins. Alex is a beautiful place to spend ramadan in, but after that i'm outta here if things don't pick up!
and i'll get some lame-ass job and i will laugh and run and flirt and get dizzy from the 3AM lights on the Kasr El Nil bridge, not eating not sleeping but knowing that this is where i am me, not someone without a face in yet another jacket.

then I met two friends for lunch in teatro, where one of them told me all about poland and the cheap shopping and i thought "Bring It On!"

She's also taught me a couple of polish words so i need to practice them. Oboja means oh my god, which i hope i will use when
a. seeing the sales in the shoe stores
b. seeing the polish guys in the night club
c. tasting the polish food in the pubs

oh and N. made me copies of all her best cd's, so now i can keep my head up high and say with pride that i have Damien Rice. He is my latest thing.