Shenaniquazies

No. No no no! I'm completely not interested! What makes a man think that I would possibly, even in the slightest, agree to marry him because he asked my father? I do not know him. I do not know his past, I am not pleased by his present, and I have absolutely no intention to be part of his future. How tacky!

I get it. It's the traditional way. But firstly, I'm seven-freakin-teen. I don't even know what men are yet, nor do I care in the time being. My education is more important to me now than anything (I'm studying to become a teacher, for God's sake! Do you really think I want to pass on a poor work ethic to my future students?) and I have no time for such shenaniquazies*. Besides, I have a very long criteria that I don't think many people will fulfill, so HA.

In other news, I'm back in Egypt visiting my parents for my very short winder break. I'll hopefully be back in four days because, quite frankly, I hate Egypt and cannot open my heart to it (and that's saying something because I'm generally very forgiving and open minded). I miss Kuwait and my small, hard-as-a-rock bed and that corner where I shove my head and *sigh*. I find sleep to be a very fascinating topic. Dreams are also very interesting, because they're usually not what you think they mean. I find it really important to record your dreams because when you look over them after some time, you will most definitely start to see a pattern in the meanings. Usually when I have a fight, I dream of flying. That sort of thing. Also, there's one recurring dream I've had since I was seven years old: I'm dressed as Anne (of Green Gables)and I'm running up someone's kitchen stairs, but there are pots and pans tumbling down the stairs preventing me and my animal companions from climbing. It's frustratingly unconventional, so it's meaningless. I guess I was watching Anne of Green Gables and got hungry. That's all.

In other news, I really have to register for Spring courses when I get back to Kuwait. So many things I have to do! It's burdensome. It's an awful feeling knowing that you have so much to do but such little initiative. I need an epiphany that will make me want to do my projects. Sometimes I hate university, but then I remember how insignificant and small it is in the face of the Hereafter, and then I just laugh it off. Eh, right?

I finally convinced my father to let me get a kitten. She's a two month old Chinese Siamese which I fittingly named Sagua. The catch? She gets to live with my parents instead of me. That's not even Kureiji, it's just ironic suckishness.

*shenaniquazies is quoted from Buthayna Al Refai, aka Bubu.