Sorry I didn't write yesterday, especially after an entry that seemed to catch me on the downside. Thursday night is like our Friday/Saturday. I went out to dinner with two of the grad students here since they don't serve dinner Thursday nights. We went to that really tasty place I mentioned the other night. It was good to sit down with them and talk and get to know them better, I really enjoyed it. Afterwards we came back to the villa and talked some more. Later on my roommate came home and we stayed up until around midnight talking. I haven't had good experiences with roommates in the past, but this has definitely been one change my perspective. It is really nice to have someone ask you first thing in the morning, how you slept, or to laugh with someone right before you go to bed (though usually I just pass out early on while she is skyping). It is really nice to have someone go and pick up a variety of chewing gum for you, just because they thought of you. I knew that it wouldn't be hard adjusting to a roommate, especially since it is only for a short amount of time, but I didn't realize that I would go so far as to really enjoy having one. It is very different compared to my last 3 years at the dorms living by myself. I still don't mind the idea of living by myself, I don't think I will ever not prefer it, but having a roommate here, especiially one that is actually a lot like me in various ways, has been awesome. I think things were a little hypersensitive on my part for a little bit, just because I get really self conscious about whether or not I am bothering someone or getting on someone's nerves, and I didn't know how it was affecting someone like her who stays up keeping her contacts, while I pass out at 8:00 with every light on and every noise imaginable. i was always so exhausted that I didn't care what she would do, chances are I would sleep through it, but I know that if I were on the other end of the dynamic, it might make me feel a little uncomfortable if I felt as though i had to be overly quiet in my own room starting at a ridiculous hour like 8:00...but she doesn't seem to mind anything, she does her thing, and I do mine, and we've had a lot of good conversations in between. She told me I was welcome to visit her and stay if I was ever looking into the University of Chicago for grad school...though i don't think that is where I will want to go...It is a very very good school in the states for anthropology/archaeology, but it is very competitive, especially at the graduate level, from what I hear. Not that I am one to cower in the face of competition...but I know how easily I can be turned off from experiences if they are negative and make me unhappy, and I can't imagine finding happiness when I would have to constantly question my ability and rank it against others...i just want to do what I love, I don't even have to be the best at it. I just want to be able to travel, write, and teach, and really I would rather be the best at teaching over discovering, or being in high demand for the field. We'll see what happens though, i could go to grad school, and...hate it! Or i could finish here and decide, no way jose.
That's about what you all get for now. It's a quarter to 8 here. I woke up at 6:30 this morning and couldn't go back to sleep. I am going to the Cairo Museum at around 9...which, silly me, I thought was going to be something really toned down, and neat and clean...but I am already hearing stories about how hectic and unorganized it is...wish me luck, good night everyone, i will post more later.
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