I never thought that winter could depress me the way it is doing now. Man I used to love winter! But now…
Maybe it is the effect of being away from home: bekiremt “besew ager” it is like you are outside in the rain even if you are inside. A bit melodramatic I know. And I am not sure I would go home if told to do so. But hey, we are throwing conjectures around !
Or maybe it is the laziness and hence pressure to prepare notes for class on time: old habits die hard; teaching is glorified learning; and the night before class is still hectic.
Or maybe it is nothing.
What I would like to say to the newborns of this and next year, the ones conceived out of love and the rest conceived out of power rationing is: boo didi mmaamama daadadad den dan do
Ok I will address their parents instead: “As soon as they start recognizing words, please tell them: beyekenu yetemarutin endiatenu. They will probably refuse; you know what to do should that be the case. It could develop into a nasty habit of putting off things.”
When will this sira makor end?
Finished a chapter today. Felt like a buffoon. Will be right back at it after sometime.
I am going to class strapped- with water.
Have you ever eaten kinche with tea- no sugar- poured on it and pieces of banana inside? Gooooood!
Reminds me of home 😦 I mean, will remind of home. Got the kinche all I need now is the muz.
Shiro bedinich, Shiro on the rocks, should it be called?