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So, this past weekend, we went to Syria. It was fucking amazing.
(Photos here & here -- a lot of them are bad angles of me, so just know that I'm not that chunky, haha)
Let me tell you, being stuck at the borders for 6-8 hours wasn't my choice of activities, but it was quite an experience.
And, after getting so little sleep it was like finals week at university, all my roomies and I skipped class yesterday. We went out to brunch instead. It was amazing. Then I called Christian and talked for 2 hours. It was fantastic. So wonderful to hear his voice again. I love Skype! It only cost me $2!!!! :D
Right now, I am done with class for the day (it's about 2:45pm here), feeling really happy, actually WANTING to study my Arabic (which is great because I did nothing yesterday!), about to go play guitar and have Brandon teach me a few new things (I miss mine so badly >.<), in such an emotionally happy and stable place because I got to talk to Christian and, though I miss him terribly and barely ever get to see him, I feel happy just thinking about the times we have gotten to spend together and how wonderful they have all been, I'm writing a lot, I'm stable at the moment, will be seeing a doctor as soon as I return to Columbus in September (hopefully things will start to help me cope soon), excited to make the most of my last 3 weeks in Beirut, excited to go home and be able to text my friends again (the lack of crazy texts from Jacob and Mollywobbles are making me sad), head out to PA to see my man, then return to Ohio to chauffeur Al around on his 21st birthday! Then back to work, but I WILL SEE TRANSFORMERS AND HARRY POTTER AS MANY TIMES AS I WANT FOR FREEEEE!!! I am finally getting excited about life. I am inconceivably happy to be happy, right now--I'm usually wonderfully grateful to be content! Oh, what a wonderful day. I hope it lasts!
Oh, and I will be ending out the day with my good friends Nutella and Bacardi. Mmm mmmm!
On another note, I keep having dreams about a certain person whom I will hereafter refer to as my "old friend." I don't know why. I keep dreaming about his family and all the times I'd spent with them and wishing the friendship hadn't ended the way it did and that I wish I knew how that ending came about. I don't know if it's a result of my memory issues or my instability in that I was being manipulative or passive-agressive or did something significant which has subsequently been suppressed by my memory. Or if it wasn't my fault at all and it was something he did or assumed or a misunderstanding altogether. I wish I knew. It pains me terribly, but hopefully I'll learn how to deal with it soon.
Anyway, I'm going to go play guitar! I am so excited! Then on to homework! I want ice cream >.<
It's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile
And I'll gamble away my fright
And I'll gamble away my time
And in a year, a year or so
This will slip into the sea
Well it's been a long time, long time now
Since I've seen you smile
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