Don't be annoyed if sound and screen don't synchronize. It's not the point what they're saying anyways. Just watch.
And that's right. It's done. Over. Finito.
Three weeks of exams are over. Seemed to stretch on forever.
Four year of college are over. Those definitely flew by. Maybe too fast.
To be honest, best four years of my stay in Egypt so far. Maybe because all we got to talk about, read about, discuss, think about was much more Western than Eastern.
Before I get all sentimental, and cry and such, I would like to call upon all Greek, Norse and Egyptian Ancient Gods to curse our Drama Professor, for giving an exam that had no variety whatsoever, even though we had five complete different plays to read.
Everybody else seems to have done rather well, but I'm just hoping I'll scratch a pass here, because I did not do all that good... That's not me being modest, by the way. This is me hoping desperately not to flunk an exam I genuinely messed up.
Just need a few days to get over this nasty sick-in-the-pit-of-my-stomach feeling I have for being angry and disappointed at myself.
Other than that, I've had the worst rash for over a week now. I don't know if I mentioned it before now, but it's getting awful. My hands are covered in little itchy blisters which won't go away, I've been using ointment for three or four days now, and the pamphlet said I should have noticed some difference by now. The rest of my body seems allergic to some insect or other, normally I get stung by mosquitoes and it gets a little red and itchy. Now, all the bites are red, inflamed, warm and painful. That with my regular insomnia and cramps. Huzzah.
I say "I hate my body" a lot. But I've been thinking... Maybe my body just hates me.