drea

I'm downloading Fairouz and wishing that I was, alternately, married, gay, asexual or engaged. I wish I understood men, is what I really wish, or that one of them really liked me. What can I say, I'm pathetic. It happens. I had a nice time studying with Mahgol (from Islamic Studies) this morning for Arabic. She told me that I was a good teacher. Of Arabic. Ha!

I almost wish I could meet a guy at school, even though I've never really met guys in school. Writing this paper is pissing me off. It's boring the hell out of me. Listening to Leonard inspires me, just not to analyze historical sources. Oh well, I'm on page nine.

And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing else upon my tongue
but Hallelujah

This line always makes me think of my Dad...