Oct 03, 2007 22:16
bin Nabee, I hope I never read about you again. After slaving over a one page Arabic article about you for almost four hours, I never want to see your name for the rest of my life. I had to look up every second word in the dictionary because four-fifths of the article was made up of things I've never seen before and it STILL made NO SENSE and, actually, the jist of what I translated is that you kept going back to school every time you couldn't find a job. It does NOT help me that I'm sure this isn't actually true, and therefore that what I understood from the article was totally useless, and NO, I do not care if it is not your fault.
And Al-Kitaab, I hate you too, for making me list every place he went to school and every city he lived in and EVERY PERSON HE EVER MET, most of whom I've never heard of, and then making me give the years in which he did all of these things, when you know full well that he kept moving back and forth from France to Algeria to all sorts of travelling, which makes me have to list five several-year spans in a box the size of a stamp. And, well, it was a huge waste of my last night as a teenager, and yes, I blame YOU, Al-Kitaab.
أكرهت، الكتاب. أكرهت