why, why, why, why, why? hello i, sarah/gogo/lala, great grand-daughter of a man credited with introducing photography to egypt, grand-daughter of a sharia scholar, daughter of a surgeon and generally genetically gifted person, am a whimpering mess of a human being today. i just wish i didn't know better i mean there are plenty of screw ups out there that get away with it because the silly idiots don't know any better why do i read? it's so much easier to be a sociopath that doesn't read speaking of which, now i have to cram about 6 chapters into my head which i'm going to forget the second i finish my exam anyway then i have the play i have to attend then i have the play i have to perform in then eventually i have to make sure that the magazine i work for hasn't fired me (slightly praying that they do) then i have to figure out a way to get a D- in Arabic then when i get the F, i have to figure out a way to make sure that i don't stay at this university for the rest of my adult life then i have to make sure that this git (new git i like) doesn't have any inappropriate ideas then i have to debate about whether or not i continue to function this summer ... my plans are awful. they're very logical and simple and clear which is why i can't follow them. for example, on sunday i planned to go to my economics class which was oh 30 to 40 feet from where i was sitting on my way there however i ended up in the khan khan el khalili yeah. little detour. went there again yesterday, one of the roads was under construction (because of course the one day i decide to wear heels i go to a place where i have to walk over pipes/planks/questionable looking loose rock things) i didnt trip though. not once. until i got out onto the clear, level ground of course. there i tripped over my own shoes. the khan was fun though, the last time i visited before this week was about ten years ago when it was barely a tourist spot i went with my entire family (back when we pretended to like each other) it's so weird going back everything is so much smaller than i remember what a difference a few feet can make i definately have to go back with sara sometime. --- oh i have to add to the list: -read 'waiting for godot' --- ah well that's enough procrastination. time to cram. |