God knows i'm good

I went to the libary in Alex. I don't know if my love for the written word or the tripple coffee on an empty stomach did the trick, but the rare book libary left me all shaky and sentimantal. Ahh the beauty. Apart from that i spent my days in a shishacafè and reading. Oh, and buying scruffy shoes, and tons of books in a bookstore i found down town. Some in both english and arabic. Greatness. Then i caught a bus back home.

So i went home, hung about, surfed the net, read, and wrote. And today i decided to let go of my ameia class. I was at the point where something would have to give, and belive it or not, i think grammar is more important for my learningprocess right now than spoken egyptian. Besides, it was the class i had the least progress in since i came back, yet the most hassle. Khalas. I speak egyptian on a daily basis anyways, and i still have my books if i want to learn on my own.