Purple & No Wasted Years

Purple, on the Island of Zamalek along the Great River Nile in Cairo!
Tiff, Mena and I went to Purple , random and impulsive decision. Tiff decided that we should go after we had done some work on Tuesday night after  International Public Law, it’s not even  the last day of classes for the week. I concur because I knew we would not get anywhere to finishing the workload we have. Anyway during class Mena sends a message asking if we want to hang out at purple, bang! Maybe we really need to go out I think. I say yeah, why not? She says come along with anyone else, I have booked for 4 people and it is free for ladies. 

Mike hears Tiff and I going over and  over whether we should go to Purple or not and comes to her door, seeing as we had ,made enough noise for him to get out of his apartment. Mike thought it was a ridiculous idea since it was a school night, yet for some reason my body was asking for  something random, something out of my ordinary life. We went claiming we would be out for two hours, well we got home at 4pm. It was a fun time though  because I got to dance all the stress out, only snag is my body and hair were smelling smoke, I felt like a fireplace  that had been burning all day, no heat but the scent of smoke and wood. 

We got hit on by some black Bako players,  I came back home hoping that one day someone would open up a club for only professionals with no, and absolutely NO bako players!  No offense intended, I just think they live such shallow lives and live to party and have nothing sensible to talk about most of the time. 

Yesterday Bianca and  had a talk about ‘ Youth is wasted on the young’  A George Bernard Shaw  quote. It reminded me of what   I kept mulling over  two years ago, the idea that I do not ever want to look back and ask myself, ‘Where did the years go?” I never want to regret and wonder what I could have done with my life. I want to be able to use my energy and life as  much as the potential I have can sustain. 

Am  left with four papers ,  two are  ten pages,  one is 1 page (Alhamdulillah) one is 25 pages and my thesis proposal which is due in a three days is 15 pages! I am going to be a little writing machine  in the next three weeks!!!