The return to innocence

There's something wonderful about being a vulgar woman. Noone ever expects anything else from you, and you get away with it alot more than your brothers in crime, because it's just sooo cute and out-of-caracter. I looked into egyptian harrassment-issues and I'm surprised on how fast my views change on the importance of modest clothing. Two months ago i had to look away at the sight of a woman in singlets, but now, well, let's just say it's changed. It feels so good to be freed from that overly-sexualized society where all you have to worry about is not showing too much skin. Not being fancy, not being comfortable, not avoid sweating to death. Just be modest. Well, ma'salaama to that.

So since I've been back I've slowly returned to my superhero-every-weekend-and-sick-all-week-mode. I've been sick almost 3 weeks now, but it hasn't been the same thing all the time. My immune-system (or lifestyle?) always finds a way to kick me when I'm down. I'm seeing a doc tomorrow, and I allready thinking of ways to get out of the blood-drawing. I haven't gotten my thyreoditis looked into since early may though, and I never recieved the results from those.

I've taken a lot of pics lately, and I've semi-joined a student-organization that might help me get a good internship. I think I want to finish my thesis first though, so maybe not before this summer. I'm not getting any scholarships till mid-october at the soonest, so that kind of sucks, because I haven't been able to work lately.

The man has more or less taken over the bar at a theatre, and he's still working his old shifts so he's quite busy, though currently down sick too. *sigh* Norwegian falls, that's what they do to you. I guess that's all folks, all I'll put in print here atleast. :)