Real Life

     I spent today in a huge Starbuck's on the wealthier side of town, trying to get some work done. I had a nice view of the city, and although the internet was awful, I was pretty productive. Two of my friends showed up and studied with me for a bit. Then we walked next door to a really nice restaraunt called Blue Fig, met up with another friend, and had a delcious fun dinner. I don't think I have ever enjoyed a ceasar salad that much. We said goodbye and caught our cabs, only to be met by sirens and armed vehicles. I check my phone to see a text telling us to avoid the circle near the Ministry of Interior due to protests. Apparently, the last time there was a protest in this area, someone was killed. Fortunately, my taxi driver was already planning to avoid the area. As we passed the exit to the circle, I could see about three armored humvees, with machine guns on top, filled with swat officers.
     I made it home to my apartment fine with only half a dinar more than usual in cab fare. Nothing else out of the ordinary. I'm watching August Rush on tv, about to skype my mom. It's just very weird to think about what's going on outside while I sit in front of the tv on my laptop. Everything you see on your tv and more is really happening. They don't show what's happening in Syria in America, to the extent that I see on the news everyday. The blood and the tears are all too real. The frustrations are growing and are obvious. We live in a pivotal time, make sure you know what's going on.