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Ow, my stomach hurts. I have lately developed a very weak stomach. It was F's birthday feast today and I probably ate something that my digestive system didn't particularly approve of. Ouch. I have Mafahim (a subject that deals with understanding the translation of the Qur'an) homework to do. I haven't done that yet, obviously and oh my God it's reallly latee. I'm about to sleep. I feel slightly guilty for not having studied anything today. Or not having finished (or started with) my homework. But my stomach hurts, and i was mentally exhausted and needed rest. Although i didn't really rest or do anything recreational. I can't even remember what i did today. Hmmm interesting. Yesterday, me and H finally spent some quality time together. She helped me with my Sarf homework. I really like H. It feels like she's a part of me. Someone I couldn't bear to see hurt. She used to tell me that i am one of the two people whom whenever she sees, she instantly feels very happy. Yesterday evening she texted me asking me to come to her room for Biryani. Yumm... biryani was good. And it didn't even give me a stomach ache! I've kind of turned into a non-law abiding person lately. Like today i was eating something during class and got told off by the teacher :( Dang, I felt so bad I couldn't sleep properly in the afternoon. And i don't do my homework. I think I won't go back to sleep tomorrow morning after namaz. That's what i tell myself everyday. But if i go back to sleep it's really difficult to wake for class again. I have to almost mercilessly drag myself out of bed. My mind is a serious mess. I keep having the most weird dreams. Like, all the time. Just like I used to when I first came to Iran. We've been talking about politics lately. It's so interesting. I love listening to M's first hand accounts of life in Iraq during the war, the real situation there, real incidents, how the American government monopolized their soldiers into getting into Iraq, etc. It feels so much more real and vivid when she describes them it almost sends shivers down my spine. I've read reports and seen movies and documentaries but it's still all abstract there. It's a different thing altogether when you know someone who has seen it all themselves. Oh my God, M is leaving for Najaf tomorrow! She just learnt that today. I sniffed. She's going to be near Imam Ali on Eid-e-Ghadeer! Which is on Saturday and we have a holiday! Yayyyyy. Finally. People have loads of grand plans for going here and there for lectures and celebrations and lunches. We have a program and Iftar invite here at the khwabgah too, which i will attend most probably. But for the most part i am only going to sleep, sleep and rest. And complete the piles and heaps of work i have. That's it. I am not leaving the khwabgah for those two days. I can't wait for tomorrow afternoon to be over. Thursday, friday and saturday. Days of bliss Inshallah..after what seems like ages. I'm going to sleep now. My stomach's bugging me. I can't be bothered to go out and take a walk in the cold in the hopes that it will make my tummy feel better. It's very wintery here. I kind of like it. Kind of.