My First Day Back At Uni

Went quite well. Hitched a cab for 3,000 I.D. got me there on time. I think the ride took about 45 minutes. The girls this year aren't as bad as I had expected. There's a strong average of girls with a rate of 5/10 and not many more above or below.

Got to my first class late. Something to do about databases and SQL. But Foxpro had yet to be installed into the PCs. I then switched my section. The first section I was in had a few decent boys and a few not so hot girls. The other section had more chicks, but also included the rough kids that failed last year. These rough ones I know. And they're probably hoping that I help them with their studies. Yeah right! From an academic point of view the previous section sounds to me to be the better choice. But the chicks in the other, they're plentiful and could keep me occupied, during those boring breaks. I'll just try them both out, and make a final decision later if I still can.

I scared a couple of girls in the second section. I was only trying to get to know each other. Now the two girls look away from me and if I come up to them to talk they'll literally run away. I don't what the deal is. But I think it's pretty darn impolite and childish.

In one the classrooms, the lab professor kept me behind in class. He started talking some mumbo jumbo, I told him what he was saying wasn't making any sense to me. Finally he explained that it was rude that I cross my legs in the class room. These people are so touchy huh. But it was all in good humour, I don't have any grudges against that guy.

I took a dare-devil cab driver back home on the way I began reading some of the handouts that I had to purchase. The stuff I'm supposed to be studying looks kind of dense to me. But as usual what kills me is that it's in Arabic. But I managed to read a little, understand a little too.

Got home and fell asleep. Going to uni really kills my legs, especially my knees. I don't know maybe I should try to get that cleared up before it gets worse. That uni should install some more seating arrangements. I'm looking forward to being super duper anti social with my DS and PSP.

Did I mention that I've got a cold. And I do love a good cold. No runny nose too. Just the dull thump in my head. I would really like a beer now.

Thank You For Dial-Up

I just got the dial-up internet connection at my home up hooray.

It's 2:50 AM and today's my birthday. Was supposed to have had Od, Dina, Rosie and I don't know who else over for a little get together yesterday on the occasion of my birthday. But Dina was getting all pissy about it because it's Ramadhan. I got pissy because she was getting pissy. I seem to be getting pissy at Dina alot lately. Not fucking healthy. The thing got cancelled, but we all forgot to inform Rosie who went over to Dina's thinking it was still on with a birthday present for meee.

I'm wondering if the electricity is going to cut off just because I'm writing a post...

I guess it's not going to just yet. Crikey my socks stink. I think I've been avoiding showers lately. I planning to do a work-out tomorrow. Crap I planned to do a bunch of things I'm not going to do. First of all it's my birthday, if there was ever a day in the year that I could procastinate then it should be my birthday.

I'm not really in the mood of doing the usual birthday fest with the lads because K isn't here to do the barbequeing. Oops I already whined about this in my last post.

I'm getting instant spam comments on my posts as soon as I post. That's awful. I was wondering what that article I was reading a few days ago was all about. And I think I saw some option on blogger to deal with this. I guess I'm going to have to find and activate it.

I miss typing on my keyboard. It feels so much more comfortable than those sticky keys at internet cafes. Keyboards are under-rated. The plundering of Baghdad after the fall of Saddam is a testament of keyboards being over-rated. PCs were being stolen and sold on the streets. Now I didn't really see this for myself. But for months people were talking about the idiots selling off the keyboards for higher prices than the cases pointing out that the whole thing is useless without the keyboard. And I'm not the first or the last to ask this, but why do people in the movies bother shooting the monitors?

The electricity has been awfully good the past few days. Obviously it's something to do with the weather. I had to wait all day for the orange juice that was in the freezer to thaw. I hadn't seen that piece of junk freezer freeze anything for months. It's all very incredible. Just to think that ice will be available for the next months to come. Oh my gosh! the possiblities are stupendous.

A Slightly Chilly Evening

I think winter finally started this evening. I walked out of the house around 7 in the evening, and there was a chilly breeze. The internet cafe hadn't yet re-opened from after futoor. So I walked on, walked passed the barber who was sitting down watching the tellie. TV programming during Ramadhan is supposed to be really good. I walked a little further and found a bench to sit on. I was thinking of calling Dina but she was probably still eating futoor.

The chilly breeze felt quite nostalgic of the days when I used to smoke pot. Lately I've been missing that. I don't miss the high as much as the numb escape. I sat on the bench remembering the winter that I arrived in Baghdad nearly 4 years ago. The cooler weather called for some sweets. So I decided to grab the car and go get some konafa. I walked back to my street, and changed my mind and decided to walk to the konafa shop. On the way I called Dina, and continued chatting to her outside the shop until a bunch of guys started walking towards the shop, I obviously had to get priorities right, so I hanged up and ran into the store.

By the time I got home the konafa got a little cold but I dug in anyway. It was rather good. I guess there is something good about Ramadhan.

I was supposed to start the farm accounts today. Didn't get much done at all. I was planning to type in every single journal entry into the computer, but that seemed too daunting a task. I just got the sum of incomes and expenses for the past 6 months and that's it. All I need now is the amount of money piped in and out of the farm to figure how much profit or loss was made. And that'll be taking the easy way out of this whole deal.

Pins and needles owww!

Dad called a short while ago. He's postponed his arrival yay! That gives me more time to do the accounts. But I already outlined that I won't do it the hard way. He seemed to be in a good mood, I hadn't spoken to him in months.

Oh shit! I've got dandruff again. I only just stopped using an anti-dandruff shampoo a couple of weeks ago.

I'm spending too much money talking to Dina on my mobile phone. It was worth it when I had a chance with her. But since that chance has been exhausted there really isn't much of a point on wasting money on the phone calls.

I've got to get a few things done over the next few days. I'm wondering if I should celebrate my birthday party. It doesn't seem like there's going to be much of a point without what's his name who's in the UK now, who's always been in charge of the barbequeing. Seeing the guys try to barbeque last week at Fal's was an awfully pathetic site, wouldn't want to repeat that disaster even though nobody seemed to want to admit it at the time.

India admits to have forgotten that I'm around these days. He's been going out and about without telling me. That honestly is fine with me. But I hope he does give me heads up next time he goes to the market, so I buy a PSP. I did get a Nintendo DS as a gift a short while ago, and oh my goodness gracious me, does that little thing make time fly by while waiting in a 3 hour petrol queue.

I think I need to go back home and smoke a cigarette.

Foiled Again

I told her that I liked her, she gave me the 'I want us to be friends' story.

I'm Trying

Oh this is difficult for me, I think I'm handicapped.

Lately I've been phoning this girl called Dina, she's cute and quite skippy. I remember getting a glance of her in the late 90s and damn her tits looked good in that shirt. I've always liked that girls in shirts. I'm not sure of what kind of shirts but anyway...

So every night I'll call Dina and we'd chat for about an hour. Lately a whole big bunch of our common friends including her best-friend got married or engaged. Anyway, I've been joking about the idea how we should get married together just because everybody else is. She's quite fond of the joke. I really like the girl but I wouldn't go so far as to say I feel a soul-mate type bond towards her, something that I would say that I've felt before with other girls I've known.

I'm quite convinced she likes me alot too. But I think that I've been sending her the wrong message. The message being that I want to marry her. But I do want to get involved with her, as inconvenient and unrewarding as that may be here in Baghdad.

The dilemna for me is that how do I tell her that I really like her but that I don't have the intention of marrying her. I saw Od today and he told me that I should make it clear that I was joking about the marriage and that I really like her.

Cafe is closing down and I've got to pee.

I woke up at 7AM?!

What the fuck is wrong with me? And I'm still awake.

I Fucking Hate Ramadhan

Got back home, over half the electric in the house is bust for some reason. Nahida has been ripping the whole home apart. We've got new tiles in one of the drive ways. The old tiles were only a year old?!

10 P.M. and the internet cafe is closing down. Gots to run to the loo anyway.

I Need To Go The Loo. And Do Number Two.

Stuck in the internet cafe. Obviously I haven't been so bored with a working internet connection for so long which explains why I haven't posted in such a long time.

My internet connection at home is still broken. That's not cool. One would think that being a relative to the guy who owns the internet provider that I'd get some special treatment.

It's that time of year again. God damn I hate it. I hope I can get my hands on some booze. Kiki finally left the country after his electric generator caught fire and burnt down his house. He flew off to Amman and is hoping to go on to Malaysia. Fal's looking healthier i.e. not so bolemic looking.

Dad's coming at the end of the month.

I sent an e-mail to to a girl from my days in Lebanon just now. She's a gorgeous girl and is sexy in more ways than one. I spent many lonely nights fantasizing about her. She's perky and intelligent, doesn't stand bullshit and can keep up a good argument. What's funny is I can't remeber any of her negative qualities. What's scarier is that I haven't seen her in over 3 or 4 years and I still think about her.

I really really need to go the loo.

Other news in the world around me. One of the two Dina's got married. I didn't even know she got engaged. Anyway, that killed my fantasies of marrying the two Dina's simultaneously. The two Dina's are best friends and therefore there's hope in my mind that with the right nudge there could be some lesbian action thing. I had the one that didn't get married on board for the idea of marrying, but the other one wasn't so cool with it, but then again we didn't try convincing her.

My socks stink, nope, it's my shoes that stink. I'm going to buy myself some new shoes next time I get the chance.