Where do I begin, when I feel nothing but nostalgia,
where I don’t know the end or the start,
where all I can remember is nothing and everything..
It all started with a cup of coffee, and it ended with nothing but lust in a brazilin relationship and a ring that stayed in my finger, ever since.
how can i forget a place full of memories, nothing but beautiful amazing ones..
even the F’s that I got in my 4 years where good ones..
the friends that i met,
the network that i built,
the coffee beans i consumed,
the starbucks staff who kept my Zen tea in the back of their
the trees that went thoughtless by consuming more and more paper,
the cleanco staff, rajhu, kumar, and the others
the dorms supervisor,
the navy pontiac bonivelle that used to go everyday to the shisha cafe with my 12’1†laptop
the um kolthoum nights
the days of finding a job and being in love with
the ink we used, the pc labs, the staff, the instructors, the PhD’s, the deans, everybody who was there.
- i am sorry sirin that we had a fight, u r a good friend that i do not wish to have a fight with. -
i suck at writing and i did not want to do it, but it just felt like writing and it’s time
all i know is that i got all those feelings again by being in AUS one more time in the Global day.. and i met a new one.. yes, a new one.. and guess what, she also has the same name that the previous two had.
my eyes could not fall away from her..
it’s like watching a pianist who never saw a piano, playing piano seamlessly..
or like, watching a little kid that just learnt how to write letters, and then out of the sudden, is writing phrases,
it was exactly like that, I stood there doing nothing but watching and watching and watching, amazed with the artist in her, the visual communication coming out of her
Where do I end, where all I have from AUS is nothing but great memories.. coffee, friends and innocent love.
How can I forget AUS, and all that remains in my memories is nothing but a ring and a cup of coffee.
The took things that get me nostalgic, Syria and AUS.
Tareq