Salma and I can't sleep. No I take that back. We sleep. But we sleep at 3 o'clock in the morning. And the earliest we can wake up is 1 o'clock in the afternoon. This is bad. We tried setting an alarm, but apparently this morning when our alarm rang, our conversation went as follows:
Salma: Ran, you wanna wake up?
Ranna: No Salma, come on, we have to sleep until 1 at least.
Salma: Ok...snoorrreee...
we slept until like 2. You know its really sad when my mom calls me when she's woken up in the States and we're still in bed. What's worse is that the other night, Salma was skyping with Neda Movahed and Mina Javid, and Zohreh Joon came into the room and was like, "ok, time for bed in the Movahed household."
Aberoomoon raft, vaghaan. [we were really embarrassed]
We don't even do anything special at night. tonight, for instance, we watched "the notebook," talked to Yasna and Neda, drank diet coke, went and got some popcorn even though we were looking for Oreos....
Thursday we head to the beach. Niiiccccccceee. I can't wait to get really really really tan. Even though, oh yeah, thats impossible for me. But I'll try. Don't worry, dont worry, I'll wear sunscreen (uhhhhh).
Alright, this was just the most unnecessary blog post.
A demain, ou peut etre a mardi...bisous...
1 comment:
haaha, sorry your aberoo raft. this is just the funniest. atleast when you guys get here you won't be jet lagged
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