Wednesday, February 3, 2010

heading out again

hi my favorite people,

so i'm heading off again, this time to Egypt. I'm definitely more worried about this trip because I'll be doing work that actually matters this time.

first of all, never put anything on your resume unless you can really do it.

a friend of mine from high school started this group in Cairo that places Iraqi refugees in other places, and teaches them things (i really don't know much, i'm going to go check the website out pretty soon). i'm over the medicine thing, so i decided that i wanted to go there and help. what i really wanted was to go to egypt, hangout, and not get too bored. i send her a facebook message and then a resume and she calls me back pretty excited about something she saw. There is a section at the bottom of my resume titled "personal interests." In that section I have salsa dancing, traveling, eliptical workouts, and making small movies. SHE WANTS ME TO MAKE A MOVIE ABOUT THE PROGRAM. and here's the best part... i said i could. i contacted my old boss and she thought this was all hilarious, probably because she remembered the quality of my films back in college.

other than this stress, i'm having to deal with my pissed off dad. his mantra every morning is "if insurgents get you, no one is coming. we are struggling and i have no money to pay your ransom."

this was our latest conversation....

daddy: you cause this family too much trouble. after they kidnap you and tell you to call your people, do not call. tell them your people have no phone
me: i wont call. i'll have a suicide pill and die before they can torture me
daddy: (screaming) why must you go to a place that requires suicide pill. instead sit in your own house
me: i was probably the most scared in Johannesburg because of you, and it was totally fine
daddy: everyday belongs to a thief, and only one day belongs to the owner of the house. did you not go to haiti and come back? if you went 2 weeks ago the earthquake would have carried you and all your useless teachers. everyday belongs to a thief.

i cannot argue anymore. i'll just stay under the radar and head out.

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