I want to learn to speak Arabic. I found someone who can teach me... only... he lives about 8 hours away, and flights are expensive. Damn it...
I have that familiar tickle inside... the one that says "this is exciting".. "this is new"... "this is far too much fun to even attempt to apply logic, reasoning, or acknowledgement that it could cost potentially cause an issue with my job... " It's that feeling I get every time I'm about to try something new. The same feeling I get when I'm doing something I've done before, but know I shouldn't. It's the same feeling one has the first handful of times (and hopfully forever after those handful, too) they do some naked dancing with a new lover. I want to dance and sing and be naked... and sleep, cuz it's fucking late as hell.
Smoke. texting with awesome boy who lives 8 hours away and will someday teach me to speak Arabic. then sleep should be on the agenda, but I'm having trouble with that currently. *sigh*
I have that familiar tickle inside... the one that says "this is exciting".. "this is new"... "this is far too much fun to even attempt to apply logic, reasoning, or acknowledgement that it could cost potentially cause an issue with my job... " It's that feeling I get every time I'm about to try something new. The same feeling I get when I'm doing something I've done before, but know I shouldn't. It's the same feeling one has the first handful of times (and hopfully forever after those handful, too) they do some naked dancing with a new lover. I want to dance and sing and be naked... and sleep, cuz it's fucking late as hell.
Smoke. texting with awesome boy who lives 8 hours away and will someday teach me to speak Arabic. then sleep should be on the agenda, but I'm having trouble with that currently. *sigh*
maybelater:
I want to learn Arabic also. I really want to do my research project in the Middle East. Downloading rosetta stone has been a great help, but what I really need is a conversation partner. Idea...maybe I can find a native speaker who would want to talk on skype. Now I'm just rambling on your blog...sorrys, it's late (or early I suppose) and I'm sleep deprived.
nicole:
um... look into it! I'm sure you can find someone that'd help you out.