Since last Thursday Egypt has been cut off internet. And well, regardless of the many many many reasons why we’ve been cut– that I am starting to loathe, I experienced a strange inhumane level of boredom with a curfew that ends at 3 pm and the streets that became a jungle for thieves and power-hungry douche bags… Below, you will find a few of the random scribbles that hit me during the past few days, some that have meaning, some that absolutely don’t… enjoy!
– I never thought I’d see this day… I can’t formulate a feeling yet.
– I’m bored.
– I never thought I’d wake up to gunshots.
– I never thought I’d sleep to gunshots!
– I am bored.
– I like my grandmother, she proves to be the coolest grandmere by the minute!
– I miss my cousins.
– I don’t like you.
– People tend to forget what they initially started to fight for.
– No, we’re not going to go down memory lane. It’s closed. Don’t take advantage of the situation.
– I never knew “men” lived on my street. I wonder why did I get harassed most of the times I went out then…
– My hair is really important to me. Now, that I have the time to take care of it, I found out that I dedicated long hours to its well-being. Point proved Abdelrahman Yousry.
– A revolution lives inside the heart. How you let it show is all craft of the mind.
– JSC: Thank you for scarring the mentalities of millions.
– El-Masreya: Thank you for diminishing the mentalities of millions too.
– Myrna: You could be highly entertaining at times. You’re not that bad of a sister :P
– Paper really proves to be essential; when you run out of it.
– I am a very organized person, yet I’ve never seen my room SO organized.Oh dear boredom.
– I miss my dogs. I was freaked out when I couldn’t call for a day to check on them.
– System Up. Security down. City on lockdown. LMAO.
– Boredom is by far the only thing that beats my creativity. And I’m not being arrogant.
– I received a phone call from London today, apparently there’s a coffee party going on among the PostSecret community. I wish I could find it. I wish it could find me.
– Never had I thought my mum would give a minute to the idea of me leaving to Holland. I am surprised she wants me to go now, the time that I don’t want to leave most.
– Menna Essam: Don’t you dare say you don’t have family in Cairo. You have family in me. Always.
– Dina Ismail: God knows what would have happened if you were not here now. I love you.
– Mona Bassel: I am sorry I have been such a horrible best friend lately. If you will let me, I guess I am ready to explain.
– I am awake at 5 am in case you’d call. I’ve grown familiar to the sound of gunshots. It doesn’t scare me anymore. It’s what it does that terrifies the living hell out of me.
– My french is getting better now that I am spending more time at home.
– Right Place. Right Time. Right Person.
– Those who believe refuse to listen to those who doubt. And those who doubt refuse to listen to those who believe.
– When in doubt, wait. Don’t act. Don’t talk. Don’t move. Doubt subsides. The mess it could cause lingers.
– I never thought I would actually be sick with “worry”. As in physically sick. Never knew it was possible.
– Dear Mum,
I could have had the freaking driver’s license issued out last week.
Sincerely, your license-less bored daughter.
– This is a white patch in the dark nights.
– BAKING LOST ITS MAGIC. Oh the horror.
– These mini tarts restored my faith in baking.
– I think they call it “falling”.
– I found a family in once upon a time strangers :)
– Too much of my family is not healthy. Thank God I have them anyway.
– I am not amused by the fact that there’s a war tank right under my building.
– My family is politically active and it’s not as fun as it used to be. It made me live a restricted life. A restricted good life.
– Waking up to Fareeda’s hug and Salma’s giggles caused a drastic change – to the better in the mood that overshadowed this week.
I will be posting uncategorized posts of long pieces I’ve written shortly inshAllah.
God, I’ve missed this blog so much!