Selfishness

I doubt that anyone is still reading this; however, I have to get this off of my chest.

I DO NOT WANT TO SHARE MOROCCO WITH ANYONE!

Tomorrow, the new batch of BU students leave for Rabat. I am so jealous. I don't want them to get to go to Morocco. That's my special place full of wonderful and terrible things that were shared amongst myself and thirteen others. I resent that others will just walk in and take over now. They'll have their own bumps and curves, but I do believe that Fadoua and Farrah and everyone involved have done their best to smooth out our biggest upsets.

These noobs will get two weeks' worth of excursions.They'll get to partake in 'Aid al-Fitr once their families finish with the fasting. Does want! However, they won't get Halloween or Thanksgiving, which is funny in and of itself.

Small things remain with me. My bghrir, couscous, and tea are all delicious and as close to authentic as I can get them. My Aladdin pants remain a big hit, and I wear my various little Moroccan knick-knacks as often as possible.

That is all.