Thursday, May 18, 2006

Oh, my heart, my heart!

My contract is going through and I've received an email asking for my departure date to Kabul (Inshallah Inshallah Inshallah). 

I really don't have anything else to write.

I'll go back to my quickly beating heart and the heart-mending realization that I might, just might, get to try to make Kabul my home. 


omg said...

Don't go!
Ok... now that I got that knee-jerk reaction out of the way: CONGRATULATIONS! Keep me posted on your plans. I'm very happy for you.

SuperfluousA said...

Do they know that you did not pass 8th grade math? In the interest of keeping you here, I may just have to write a little letter. All kidding aside, congratulations. I know you really wanted this.

SuperfluousA said...

P.S. I don't know where the banking grades are but I just called Registrar (all hysterical like because I think it's funny to pretend hysterical), and they said they're not in yet, but they will have them by Friday. To my question of: "What if the prof doesn't turn them in on Friday?" The answer was "We'll make them. Don't worry about it. It'll be in."

vasco pyjama said...

Yay. Now get yourself here before I leave so I can introduce you to all my friends and we can go shopping on Chicken Street.

Erin said...


sorry i didn't run into you at grad. wtf was up with that speaker, dude??