Random Loves & Hates
Things I Love:
* My job…
* Rodrigo Santoro minus ki7il…
* Students I don’t know coming up to me, telling me that a class I taught once yemde7oni…
* A student I’m teaching telling me that it’s the first time an English class ends without her suffering from a headache…
* Listening to old India.Arie songs and still remembering the lyrics to Video (my feet… my thighs… my lips… my eyes… i’m loving what i see)…
* Cute kids screaming & singing.. (yea, 4 links = 4 videos :p)
* Making a student feel less nervous about an exam…
* Taking care of family even while i’m at work…
* The feeling of accomplishment when i finish designing some unique and fun exercises for my classes…
* Amaury Nolasco minus clothes…
* The looks of admiration and pride from my old teachers when i tell them i’m a teacher in the same school they’re in…
* My youngest brother running up to me to hug me when i come back from work tired…
* Downloadable old kids songs… “7moodi esmella 3alaih, beda yamshi bedaaa”… (Huda 7sain anyone?)
* My blogroll *hugs everybody on the list*
* Playing music as loud as i can, singing along and occasionally messing up the lyrics…
* Designing crosswords… (i AM weird :p)
* My haircut… it’s so easy to maintain and looks great…
* Pimping & personalizing my desk & preparation book just to be different…
Things I Hate:
* Strange women trying to marry me off just because I’m a young teacher…
* Strange losers adding me on msn just because they found my e-mail in some random forwarded group e-mail and them wanting to be “friends”…
* Someone undermining me and shutting me up in front of a class…
* Coming up with the sharpest and wittiest response to an insult hours after the event…
* When an event is supposed to start at 10:00 am, and they don’t start until 10:25 am…
* A workshop meant for English teachers only being discussed in Arabic…
* Ugly tattooed grannies… (all three pics aren’t safe for work, btw)
* Cats in heat… SHUT THE F*** UP!
* Blisters
* Changing my mind in the morning about the clothes i picked out the night before… and being unbelievably indecisive…
* People thinking i’m miserable just because i’m free…








