Bad Volunteer! Bad!

The meeting of the environment club was about as I expected: one tenth of the original attendants willingly came, and the others were my followers who just happened to be there at the wrong time.

But it's okay. The "fundamental law" of the club is written, and the kids seem ready and willing to do things. I'm hoping once they see how fun environment day is, they'll be more encouraged.

My digital camera gave the dar chebab computer a virus. Oops. Gotcha, guys!

Fatima came to the dar chebab just now and bamboozled me into participating in a women's exposition (that's probably not the right word for it but I'm not sure how to translate "maharajan") with her association. That would be great, normally, except that it's tomorrow at 6:30am!! Sleep is for the weak, Annie wept...

I kinda of freaked out at Mohamed, because I was bemoaning being a "bad volunteer", and he said that he thought I should indeed go to more people's houses. I said, If I wasn't a social butterfly in America, why should I be here?? Huh?? Etc. etc?? And he was like, whoaa, okay there, it's totally fine if you don't want to go to people's houses. So much for me being over the guilt. But I say, you know you're integrated if you feel perfectly comfortable spending half a day whining to people...okay no I still feel guilty. Damn it.