And life began

Listening to: "Ya Amar Ana Weyak", by Fairooz. Have just discovered her and am falling deeply in love

And it did. just as i promised. and had hoped. the job is great. it's dead easy. although sometimes i panic and wonder if my french is not good enough, and if someday they might fire me for being the suckiest one there.
i have nancy and mariam with me, in a smoke-filled room that hurts my eyes but makes me laugh coz that's where all the cool people are, and thats where i want to be.

i moved into my new place in bahgat ali, zamalek and spent the first week scrubbing, vacuuming, wiping, shopping, cooking, scrubbing more, washing, not making my bed (some habits are hard to lose). i have a huge rooom to myself with a balcony view of the neighbours' garden and sunlight streaming in all day, and huge closet space (ahahahhahaha).
i've made friends with the electrician handy-man next door and the old fruit-seller, and have tried the foul and felafel guy across the road (niiice).

I wake up at one maybe two, go to the college gym and run like a maniac, then back home to make lunch (i still cant master the art of rice- yes, i suck). sometimes i catch myself watching cooking shows or even worse As The World Turns, have potential of becoming an egyptian housewife.
then mariam comes over to pick me up and we go to work, and when i'm done at 12 or one i take a cab home, holding onto my breath for dear life until i'm in the safety of my quiet flat (flatmate sleeps when i work and works when i sleep so we never see each other!excellent!)
then i watch a movie or reruns of arrested development, then sleep.
last wednesday pulled mariam into the jazz club which was crowded and loud and unattractive, then i discovered that ali had come back from Peru (how cool can you be???) so we went over to his place and ended up chatting and goofing around with the old gang till four am.
the next day, the twins had a rooftop party, where mariam and i danced nonstop till four AM, laughing with ali, being a dork with samy and salsa dancing with amr who kept spinning me around a little too hard....
and at one point, when ali and mariam started counting the number of beers they've tried in their lives, i realised how good a match they would make if mariam wasnt already in a relationship.
i could almost hear him thinking out loud, so that night at the party, i told him "she's happy with her boyfriend, so dont get your hopes up."
and he said "She's a big girl, she knows what she's doing."

Now i think, that if she ever came and told me she wanted him, as much as i love her and as much as i want him to be happy, i think i would go at her with a butcher's knife.
Never ali. not even ali.
dreamt about him and the way we danced so close all weekend.
never him.
and i have a hot stalker.
but more about that later.