Oh the places you will go!

Yeargh, 2nd year of college. So update from last time... let's see. I need moar MF itamz phor mah lvl 20 amazon lawlz... Anyways it's a bummer I can't play on bnet. Oh well, looks like legit gaming has the final word, once again =P.

I was going to write something about computer gaming, but I'm tired. Can't SLEEP. Ci begam, xâbidan vâsam saxte =P.

Anyways, I loved all my classes (notice past tense). But unfortunately some fucktards thought it would be funny to move a huge class from a big room to a small one. Not even the people that signed up for the class and paid for it had room to fit in, let alone me. So now I have to find some replacement class for psychology. Maybe if I take it next semester it won't be so popular?

Anyways I've looked at the late-start classes and they all look like shit. Ugh. Maybe I'll take that "Nature of Islam" class, lol. Yeah this girl that's the leader of the Muslim student association is kinda scaring me. I mean everytime I walk past her on the campus, I take a brisk stride try to avoid her but somehow she manages to drop the SALAAM bombs on me. And what can I do? Am I supposed to stop her and explain to her how I'm not a Muslim? Whatever, I just look right back and say SALAAM too. Fight fire with fire. But anyways, since this is a new year and a lot of my friends graduated, I'm like hey, might as well. I don't know what her motives are, but whatever I support them. She seems like a nice person =P.

In the Quran it talks about three different kinds of people in the world: believers, disbelievers, and hypocrites. Am I a hypocrite? I don't know. But I see nothing wrong with hiding my personal views from people who I know who would be incredibly hostile if I tell them the truth. Hence my recent confrontation with... eh never mind.


But how far does it go? Would I perform Salat? I probably would if I was peer pressured into it. It feels like a very subconscious thing to do. However immediately after it I would have no qualms with revealing my personal beliefs if someone simply asks. Ignorance is bliss. Which reminds me of a certain encounter at a McDonalds last year. I was on my lunch break at work, and I ordered a chicken salad at McDonalds. As I began to find a place to sit in order to eat, this woman came up to me out of nowhere. She seemed a bit nervous about it, but I felt bit of overconfidence coming from her. See, she was trying to witness to me. She gave me a pamphlet about how great that Jesus dude was. Now, normally I would just ignore her, but something about her compelled me to fake being a Christian. So I told her that yes, I was a believer and I accepted the Good News. But she was STILL determined to make a change in my persona, so she was asking me if I was a "true Christian". I laughed on the inside, but thankfully my conduct on the outside was nothing more than a warm smile, followed by saying "why yes, I read the Bible all the time." And of course from there she was asking me what kind of Christian I was. Was I Protestant like her, or what? This was another choice for me to make. But I wasn't sure what her denomination was, so I gave a vague answer quoting the Bible, saying "I'm the kind of Christian that follows the Bible from Genesis to Revelation, making a pitstop of John 3:16." And she accepted that answer. But she continued to press me. Where was I from? "Oh, I'm from Egypt". "And what's your name?" "Omid". "Oh, that sounds like and Egyptian name to me". "Yea, it's a Coptic name." "So you're Catholic? You know Catholics aren't real Christians according to the Bible..." "Nonono I'm a Coptic, totally different". "Oh okay. Are there a lot of Egyptians like you?" "Yup". "Oh that's great".

My lungs were about to explode from laughter. Mein Gott im Himmel was this woman a complete ignoramus. I tried to wrap things up:

"Well, nice meeting you. I'm on break from work right now, and I have to eat my lunch..." "Oh okay."

After she left, I quickly ate my food. Then when my break ended I went back and helped some people find shoes. But when I got home that night, I couldn't sleep. I was laughing to hard. Straight into my pillow. I mean come on, is it that easy to trick people? "Omid" isn't even an Egyptian name -_-. Oh well. I know without a doubt she targeted me because of that. She asked if I was a Muslim. Of course she didn't notice my salad had BACON in it.


Yeah, good laughs. It's so sad how there seems to be a negative correlation between knowledge of Christianity and the desire to "spread the word of Christ". I don't see William Lane Craig going door to door or witnessing to people at McDonalds, for Pete's sake.

Oh well. In short, yeah... college. Major fun. Good luck to me this year. =P