So everytime I come on here to write, I look at the hacked in guest post below, stop, have a couple moments of “Errr”, get confused and end up leaving.

So I guess I should start out by acknowledging that post by my friend Sana with something MORE then an “Er”.

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……….Er…..Thank you for that post Sana…

You see dear readers, Sana is an American born and raised girl, who went to India to do medical school. She’ s going to be done soon. She actually left for India AFTER doing one year at Wayne State with the rest of us.

She came back this summer to visit her family here (she does this once or twice a year). And now she’s gone being from of the most clueless person(when it came to Indian culture) to being a regular Indian speaker (or at least more so then I am).

She came down to Wayne State with me this past tuesday (I had volunteer that day). As I was leaving, “Amrah, what if I get kidnapped?”

“Um. What?”

“What if I get kidnapped or something?!!”

“Are you seriously scared? Or are you joking? There’s students all around you”

“No I’m serious!”

“Seriously?? You used to go here!”

“No I’m kidding. Haha forget it seriously. Haha”

Well obviously she was being serious. But I felt as though we used the word serious way too many times, so I let it go.

“Um Sana. There’ s students everywhere. You will be fine”

Anyways it was this same, lovely girl that once was trying to convince me, as a fellow high school senior, that Wayne State isn’t going to be scary.

Now onto responding to her post. I haven’t mastered Karate or Tae Kwon Do or anything of that sort. Though, I REALLY wish that I did. I just grew up with three brothers, and we weren’t afraid to ummm argue… while growing up.

Also, I actually was not a cusser, in this language or any other. (Which is different from saying, I didn’t cuss). I actually remember the incident with Sana. Coming to America, I realized that a lot of people around me would be cussing like it’s the normal thing to do. And that’s also when I once noticed my  mom saying  damn very nonchalantly . And so I of course thought it was the normal thing to do and absorbed those words.

I didn’t cuss often but it wasn’t long before when Sana had expressed her shock after hearing me  ‘Shit” or something (Yeah she really was the goody two shoes…just the kind that everyone loved) I was immediately embarassed and stopped again.

I’ve relapsed a couple times, when I’m around friends that treat  it as no big deal (Some of you might know about this). And you’re probably wondering “What’s the big deal over such harmless words?”
I guess nothing much, I just wanted to make sure I cleared up the truth with everyone. (I’m annoying like that…I really am).

And yes, I was very happy when Sana complimented my cat. (Yes, I am obsessed with my cat. What the heck did you think when you read my bio above??!). She makes me happy. And I’ve been trying to get one since I was like 5 or 6. I’ve always loved animals.

Oh and WordPress does have spelling check. It underlines misspelled words with a red line. Maybe Sana missed it? How did you miss it Sana? You can’t get away with your execuses this time!

(And we are going to completely ignore all of my horrible grammar in this post and in any other one.

Oh and my laptop’s keyboard contributed at least a little to all the mistakes on Sana’s and all of my posts.

Graying hairs HP!  Graying HAIR!!! )

Sana used to love English. It was her strength in school. Then medical school started. And now her mind’s swimming with biology and its extended cousins.

I guess this post has kinda turned into a dedication to her, since she did the same. And she’s actually the same girl that I had started Wayne State with, as how I mentioned in this post.

She really was crazy her freshman year of college. Both her and Pooh (who can also be found in the above linked post).

The two of them found each other, and would do nothing but laugh all day in the Undergraduate Library (The infamous UGL). Oh and take pictures. (I promise we did also study in the UGL, at times)

They even played this game from the balcony of the 2nd floor of the library. I’m just going to be really nice and spare them the embarassment of informing the world what that game was.

Actually they would get so high of each other that everytime they entered the elevator to the third floor, they would look up, look at each other and burst out laughing. It never mattered how many other people were in the elevator with them.

I’ve had COUNTLESS number of embarassing moments with them on our campus.

Let me repeat. COUNTLESS.

And everytime I would groan and cover my face, they would reply,

“YOU KNOW YOU LOVE IT, AMRAH ALI!”

Reminds you of the the comment left by Sana on the last post, huh?

P.S. The comma button from my keyboard is falling off. I really am starting to hate HP right now.

P.P.S  Sana made it alive, and fine out of Wayne State. She was not kidnapped or anything else of that sort. She did however, become bored and ‘hacked’ into a friend’s blog and wrote on her blog. Later that same week, Wayne State tweeted about that blog post. The owner of the blog, aka me, was slightly embarassed and confused as to what to do for quite some time.

P.P.P.S Here are some of the tags the last blog author decided were direly important: Sana, I love Sana, Sana is the coolest girl in the whole wide world.

Tags: friends, HP, I love Sana, Sana, Sana is the coolest girl in the whole wide world, wayne state

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