Apparently, if I don't update my journal it will cease to exist. So, I thought I would use this entry as a way to keep my stories alive and perhaps tell a new one. I miss Egypt. I miss the people, my friend just had a Baby yesterday and I missed the haflah (party), i miss falafels, i miss drinking tea all day long out of small glass cups, i miss not knowing where i would travel to the next day and I REALLY miss speaking arabic. I am very concerned that I will forget everything that I learned this summer. When I walk to school in the mornings or walk home in the evenings I talk to myself in Arabic. But I like the way it sounds so I often talk outloud. Today, as I was walking on the road, a woman-who was seated on her porch-said, "you look happy today." I smiled and asked her if she was happy as well. My housemates know two words in Arabic yalla and habibi. Yalla means lets go and habibi is a term of endearment like my sweet or my love. They have had to learn these words because I say them all the time and because they are very popular in the Arabic pop music that I like to play. I am quite swamped with school work and struggle to find time for myself. I think walking to and from school is my favorite time of the day because I get to think and speak arabic, even if it is only to myself. I wish everyone a peaceful weekend.