from the roof of our school
Friday, March 19, 2010
once you open the door...
today i had seven jordanian girls in my living room. i am not entirely sure why they came, who they were, where they live, or if they plan to return. i'm not even sure that i let all of them in myself. guess they just thought they would come by and check out the american's house; everyone else was doing it. we discussed how dirty my house is, and how haram it is not to have a TV. then they just up and left. i feel used.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Sounds like when your grandparents lived on Kincaid Street. I know that there were many times that they wondered where the hell all of those kids came from. Didn't realize that all the kids in the house were theirs. And with NO INTERNET.
Sounds like your seven new girlfriends are rude girls. I wouldn't invite them back, though it sounds like since you disappointed them...they may not crash your non-party again.
more blogs please
Post a Comment