Early Diary Entries

I always  had the idea of writing diary. It was in the sixth grade that I first said to myself, “Why don’t you start to write?”. Days passed. After finishing Tawjihi, I went in a visit to downtown Amman. During which, a terrorist attack happened. Some tourists were killed and many were injured. I was meters from where the shooting took place. After such a remarkable day, I wrote my first diary entry. I wrote what happened that black day on a small notebook. I wrote it in Arabic.

During the next months, I started my first semester in the faculty of Medicine in Mu’tah University. During this period, I started a diary. This diary, however, was on computer. I used to type diary in Microsoft Word and save it on computer. I don’t know how many entries I had written, but I know 2 things. First of all, I didn’t write daily and even weekly. Secondly, at the moment, I only have 3 entries left. Did I write more than 3 entries? Did I delete what I had written by mistake? Did I write anything worth counting? I don’t know!

Here are the 3 remaining historical documents, my early diary entries:

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

I woke up this morning at 6:30 in the morning, I ate my breakfast wash my face wear my face then head to the circle at about 6:45… when I went out of our own door I looked at abo al abid’s house where I found aziz wearing his clithes at the door… I looked at him witing for him to look at me in order tht I say to him : good morning! It took me maybe 3 or 4 seconds … however he didn’t look at me at all! I just ignored him and continued my way without saying anything… of course this is wrong attitude but I don’t know what I should have done… maybe I should make a falsy sound from my mouth so as to get his attention then of course saying good morning … this is what I am thinking now bout what I should have done… important.. I continued my way to the circle .. walking quickl y to my destination I found Hani at the store maybe bringing some qola to the shop I continued my way and looking a distance away I saw nadia a far distance from me… I should wake up earlier tomorrow maybe at 6:2 not only to reach the circle earlier but also taking the dvntage of walking to the longest distance possible… I am determined now I will wake up at 6:15 and go out of the house at 6:30 … doing this I assume that I will be ble of reaching the turn in hmod…. Let’s now continue our diary… I reached the circle which was empty as if we were at the midday however I know that there are people taling the bus but they are not here they are there.. taking part in this daily competition to reach the bus firstly … I walked down the street heading to the bus’s road … at the pavement near that house whom I don’t know his owner where Nadia and Rami’s wife were sitting… I did my social duty I said :good morning! They answered me but not in the same passion… Rami’s wife answer was full of welcoming on the opposite of Nadia who only let the respond come out from her mouth like what the sound would come from a machine! I continued my way where I found Milad whom I asked, as to avoid saying any thing to him: are god’s hppinnes J (saad allah) taking you to the shool ? – he said: “ no, I go with paid vain !” . – “oh you are with basher” – “yes”

This conversation started and ended while I was walking… I saw also during my walk nadeem walking down the street but he was further than me… then I was able to reach him after wlking a little bit quickly “ Godd morning” I said . he replied “ where is Nizar , doesn’t he has lecture toay . he said no he isn’t we walked together talking pointlessly . reaching the bus I went up first then I sit in the bench behind the driver besides Anas who as there… we talked along th road another mistake I did also was not stnding up to let that person from hmod to set instead of me because he is older of me of course I was not courage enough to do so so I spent the whole road afraid of my “ Position chair” as if it ws the chair of a minister or something like this I don’t know what really was taking place in my mind during that time … we reached the triangle of thaniah … I got off the bu sand headed to the buses of university ther I get in one of them where I sat besides of Aniese during the road… we talked about stocks his job he taking the TOEFL exam with me, in the southern centre he said that he would do so if he had the time but he had a shift during the time of the lessond for the TOEFL exam , I asked him why he doesn’t continue his studies to get a phd but he claimed firstly that he doesn’t have enough money and fter telling him that it is not a clue and you should better say that you are not able of doing such thing he said to me a word that I deserve for talking to him such way I should have expressed my point of view in a different wasy for example I had better said :” I know that it is not an easy job and not every one can do so or may be I said ok but you know better than me that doctor anise isn’t like anise you would be different … I payed for him for the bus wage the driver eas almost going to shout at us “ I don’t have time for you two so we instaneously get off the bus I explained to hi that I have done so because you have done me a lot of favors for many times I reached the building of science one where I was in a hurry to find wher the lad is in which I am taking my chemistry lesson

Thursday, November 11, 2006

I haven’t any thing particular to talk about so I decide to talk about my cell biology lecture today Thursday.

First thing I remember when I got to the class that is I started looking for a bathroom. As usual the first bathroom I encountered was for girls. This has happened to me a lot of times. Maybe the bathrooms which are meant for girls are more than those for boys… or to express at as traditional hypothesis that it is a miss luck. Discovering that is a girl’s I head to the opposite direction, walking there I heard this voice talking to me: “how many time do you attend the lecture!” who was the speaker? It’s Zaid, the funny, weird complex, friend of mine

– “Once, I believe… however I am attending the 11-12 lecture instead of mine which is really from 12-1…”

– “Why is that?” Zaid asked. I ran from answering him and take my self out of there. Also, in the opposite corner I didn’t find a bathroom. However I came to know something interesting there is an “emergency exit” which I didn’t know about it… why is it interesting? I believe that one day might help me. Continuing searching for the bathroom I finally reached one which is not, out of ordinary, meant for girls. Ending my job on the bathroom I went to the lecture class. One of my colleges, whom I don’t know his name but I know that he is from a very powerful tribe: “bani saker”. He is from Al Jeza, which is a municipality subject to Amman.

– “Why did you get upset this morning?!” I opened a conversation in a kind of mending my fault of being extra curios this morning.

– “No, I am not upset” he answered laughing.

I figured out that it was enough as a good peace process. Having finished of my peace talks, I entered the class, where I sat in the last row; Of course because it’s considered as an act of modesty, but also, to tell the truth because it is not my lecture, as a result, I can’t set in others seats. After a short time, the Yemeni student came and sat beside me. After saying the traditional introduction, you know: hi! How are you! How is your studying! “ . Again, for the second time in this day, I was defenseless in front of my curiosity.

_ “why aren’t you sitting beside your friend, that if he is really?” Since I know that they are both from the same country and I believe that they are the only Yemenis in our batch for this year. You know, I didn’t find it makes sense; they are from the same country on a foreign one and they are not close to each other. Don’t you think that this is weird? And worth asking about?!

– “We would set together but he is absent!” he answered.

I continued intriguing him but it was meaningless. After a short while, the professor of us came. Whom I found knew information about him in the internet: he was the director of Baghdad’s university, and he wrote books and researches. He fled from Iraq, when the series of assassination scientist began in 2005 and came to Mu’tah University where he was appointed as the manger of the histology department, in the faculty of medicine.

The lecture started, today’s lecture is about signals between cells… an easy one, compared to other lectures. The 50 minute passed then the lecture finished.

Important events I faced later:

  • Aktham, a school friend of mine, has got a full mark in the physics exam. I am writing this note because it shows how this man is trying to makes up for his low average in the Tawjihi exam. A future prediction, he is going to be a doctor? You don’t know
  • New information from the day: don’t laugh until May…. You should always have shallow relations with other …. Don’t go into the deep!

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Yesterday, it was supposed that I go in the trip which is arranged by the military branch to Al-Zarqa – as they have told us about it- however, I didn’t go in that trip. Why? First of all, AI told my mother to awaken me at 6:00 o’clock the night before, however since she has become forgetting a little bit-I started to notice this in the second semester of Tawjihi as I remember. The result that she didn’t awake me up… was I mad? Not at all , when I woke up nearly at 8 o’clock I realized that I am not going… it didn’t bother me since I am concertingt on my forthcoming physics exams which needs me a lot of hard work since it is not easy nor hard one. To tell the truth , it ws yesterday since the beginning of the university that I have studied the longest time ever… an achievement I think … is there a reason or it is just a mere chance? “ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find”, jesus said. And in another place which I don’t remember exactly, Jesus aso said “ anything you ask will be given for you if you asked sure that you wil be given this thing” I did this and I will continue doing this because this is what jesus says to me and I believe in jesus! So I’m sure that I will be given what I ask strongly.

The second reason which a little bit caused me not to be angry is the fact that at the previous night , when being at bed I took the decision to go in a walk to Mujib’s tip where I have been dreaming to do since let’s say three years since teacher zeal said that he had gone there by his car to where he could see the dam. My strength didn’t help me in fulfilling my decision of going on this ancient trip.. howevetr I am planning to do this trip in the medholiday – with god’s will-

What do I want to talk about is my loser attempt today to move my optional universital subject to the summer semester which the recorder of the faculty of medicine said that it is impossible unless you can try to make a please to the den of the faculty if he would let you do that …

It is the first day in my scholastic year to walk with Laith R… to tell the truth I would like to become close friends … I like this guy… there are many thing special and interesting in him… the first thing I would think of is his look… he look’s exactly like Chinese (this is the name I was and almost all people would say about a person with loose hair and narrow eye and that whole characteristics of the east Asian people)… Later, I figured out that he is not (Chinese), as I thought that his parents have a company or a business in one of the industrial cities… I discovered that his father is Jordanian but she is his mother or grand mother which I still do not know who is from East Asia and particularly from Philippine . and his father met his mother in Germany..

He said in more than one occasion that he had an invitation from his (aunts) to go and study medicine in Philippine… “ oh my father didn’t want that” he answered … when asked why he didn’t go there …

At the beginning of the university I only knew his name Laith and the above information.. but always wanted to ask if he is Christine or not ? I avoided this maybe because I (feard) that he is one of the many rabbadis that I alwys heard about that they had converted to Islam…

Until one day by chance … it was a military science lecture.. when I said at a semi-loude voice: “ he is Rabadi!) how this happened? It was when the #* (mukadam) or the # was reading the names of the students in the lecure…

Today … I walked with him the whole road from the science1 building to the science2 building where we take the military science lecture… we had alittle chat at the road and what I remember of the thing chatted about is him talking about the christmeas and how are you going to celebrate it here in karak later ma’an come in the time when I was rolling the photos in my mobile to show Laith the photo of my rabbits… Ma’an started asking: “ what pictures do you have on your mobile ? then he stopped me in photo of smakieh in that moment I said in order to get Laith’s attention this is the Arnon vally … “arono” he exclaimed and ma’an also exclaimed about this word the Laith said I know the restaurant arnon … we stopped there….

Another thing remarkable on this day …

I arrived at home nearly at 12:40 I remember talking with my self and saying : “ the doctor now probably haven’t came yet to the lecture or may be he is knowing kidding”! since this is the third time for me to skip the TOEFL lecture…

What I am planning to do on the semi-semister is to learn driving ! I don’t know who is going to do this but I am determined on this… before that I should remember to bring some article and lessons from the internet on this subject ( of course after the chemistry exam that if have time) next thing I am planning to do this week is to sell my cell phone and buy another smaller one because the one which I have now is very big and not really very practical…

Next of the things I would love to do in the semisemester is to make a photo archive of all the historical site in my town and the surrounding region. Eventually to make a website containing all of these information ….

I am also thinking of visiting the national archeologiacal musem in amman and also the roman theatre in the city centre … also to make a foot trip (if possible from ) al abdali to medtown I do not know if this is possible and moreover it needs a lot of planning for such thing …

M competioton on reafing 99 books is still on but not a little bit weak so read more and more and more and I hope that sister sisile will help me get to the books in the latin school in smkei in order to read many of these beutifu l books which I long to reading such finally I do not know how are the questions are going to be in the physics exam on tuedaay but I am sure that I will get a ful mark and I will work strongly lon making this come true.

The time now is 22:06 at night and I am now goin to continue my studying on physocs exam

Before I forget I will talk about my short trip that I made last day to bring some food to the rabbits from sanninh …

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A photo of the village from the top of the hill next to saihls house

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A photo of the church from the hill top it is not so clear because it was taken from a very long distance beside that when takinthe picture I wsn’t able to look at the photo which I ws going to take because of the sunlight which prevent a good view in the mobile’s screen.

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This is a photo of mr.ken, Abu Hans, in after the conversation class which we took on Wednesday in the picture he is preparing to take a picture of us for he said that he is going to send it to his family in Canada where they wanted to know about his life in smakiie if it is only concerned about school

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