So, apparently I haven't been writing about class. I assure you that I have class and I go to class, but let me explain a minute. Class is class. About every other day is completely craptastic and every other day is fine. Today, Grammar. sweet-tastic, let me tell you. I actually like it, at least I like it a lot more than vegetables and speaking in a restaurant. I can get by now with the foods, min fadlek, shokran, and bikam? really. If I tried to use some of the vocabulary they are teaching me, I would get strange looks, and by that I mean even stranger than the looks I get for being a chick in a restaurant.
My teacher is really nice, very patient and always tells me I did or said something "mumtaz" and I don't really believe her ever. Today she was like "and now I will show you how to tell the difference between the dual and the plural because sometimes they look the same but they sound different" "awesome" "what is this?" "mumtaz" "oh, you will get used to it." (flashbacks to math "In mathematics, you don't understand things. You just get used to them.")
Um... other than that, I'm living off of Dejaj and Biskrem which are, respectively, Chicken and this brand of chocolate filled cookies, along with the occasional packet of chips, or uh... fries
As I stated before, I have found some nuns and in the process, I have arrangements to meet with someone on Sunday and go to Mass with him. I haven't decided what I'm going to do about communion yet. I guess I'll feel that out when I get there, like everything else here.
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