Sunday 6/6

Sunday, started off pretty terribly; we took our placement test from 9 - 12. I wasn't expecting to do too well in this exam because obviously, it was meant for people with much higher levels of arabic to pass. However, I got out of that exam sore in places I shouldn't have been. That exam was the opposite of what was fun and passable.

We then met near the cafeteria and were assigned our peer mentors. Turns out I got the biggest boss in Jordan, Ahmed Abu Hazeem (see below).



Abu Hazeem for short (meaning father of thunder [even his name is completely boss]) is a true Jordanian (his family is originally from Jordan. Many Jordanians have roots in Palestine). His father worked as a guard for the former King Hussein. He knows a lot of people also, pretty much I could ask anyone on campus, and they'd know where he was (he's also huge, taller than me). I went around with Abu Hazeem (later found out that he has wasta up the wazoo) for the rest of the day with my bro's, we ended up smoking some arghileh, grabbing some felafel then heading home.