okay...
All my friends that are coming back to Yemen this year are back. Ruth and Priska and James have left. Life is mostly back to normal. In school, the only semi-interesting person is Hannah (she is quite amusing, I think she is probably just as intelligent as I am and also works twice as hard...she'll probably get better grades...oh well).
Last Thursday, a bunch of people went out to SIS and we played Ultimate Frisbee. It was awesome fun, and I think I'll try to get the Youth Group to make it a monthly thing.
My door now has no lock. It has failed twice. I doubt it will ever have another outside lock. Deep sadness. At least my dad fixed it so it close normally now.
And i am feeling peculiarly unimaginative right now, so I guess that is all I am going to write about.
Last Thursday, a bunch of people went out to SIS and we played Ultimate Frisbee. It was awesome fun, and I think I'll try to get the Youth Group to make it a monthly thing.
My door now has no lock. It has failed twice. I doubt it will ever have another outside lock. Deep sadness. At least my dad fixed it so it close normally now.
And i am feeling peculiarly unimaginative right now, so I guess that is all I am going to write about.
posted by Jeffrey at 2:02 PM
17 Comments:
you have my blessing to marry Hannah. she might whip your butt into shape and make you apply your semi-brilliant mind.
Yo, I had a great time playing Ultimate as well. I'd love to play too, if you can invite old farts like me too... Next time I'll tape my ankle too!
Party on,dude!
hey, you're the one spelling her name wrong! and you're right, that would be unfair to Hannah. . .of course, sometimes girls like a challenge. I do.
grr...I have absolutely no desire to get married to Hannah (I figure i'll let Justin and Keith fight over her...just kidding). Actually Jason, I am rather given to suspect that is you who does not understand the complexities of modern speech. You sound a tad bit more a like a school teacher, lol.
and is a school teacher somehow a BAD thing to be? tread carefully my dear. i love you, but i enjoy my school teacherishness. we are the best breed ever. at least me and the ones i like are. and what complexities of modern speech? modern speech is for dummies like american teenagers. . .it can't be complex.
whooo, let the fire fight begin!!! Its ok to have a gf jeffrey, lol. I beg pardon Ms. Abla, modern speach is at once complex and not for american teenagers. You amongs all others should know that we are aught else. modern speech is a horror only vested to debate classes. The conclusion? Who knows what we talk, if talk we do.
Ultimate sounds awesome.
My dear Mr. Jeffery,
Don't you think Miss Hannah would be offended by your reference to her intelligence?
And why limit modern speech to dumb American teenagers? The ones in Yemen deserve a little credit. (But not too much.)
The Phantom of the Kitchen.
is there a problem with that I am missing?
there were reasons we simplified our speech for your benefit, they are now conspicuously explicit.
conspicuously explicit? that sounds BAD.
lol, yeah. u have a dirty mind
yeah. . .i do. . .bad mind, bad!
Strange ones.
The Phantom of the Kitchen.
us? strange? i don't know what you're talking about. i, for one, am noooormal.
oh, and jeff-face--new blog time, c'mon, chop chop, i'm bored.
I would like to say at this point that this is the most random blog commentary I have ever laid eyes upon. Graham certainly does have a habit of saying things at random points that can be taken many ways. Best wishes for your door man, but know that I, having lived for the past entirety of my life with no lock, can sympathize with you. It's a pretty rotten deal.
I still think you are strange.
The Phantom of the Kitchen.
all us Yemeni people. is this one of those strange people who like to wander around where they don't completely understand what is going on? or is it just my imagination?
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