well, apparently i haven't been studying much. i tried to, but couldn't bring myself to read about all those international policies. too much to comprehend. can't wait for tuesday to be over. a lot of things to be done before this semester is over, which means within this week. also, i'm trying to work as many hours as humanly possible. if i plan to go back next year, which i certainly am, i need to make as much money as i can within this six months. since i was about five years old, my mom started to call me kadir. as far as i can remember, it had something to do with me being hard to be waken up in the morning. although i eventually become a moderately light sleeper, the nickname sticks with me to date. my mom has stopped calling me with that name, but my siblings haven't. it doesn't really annoy me, but i'm still in the dark as to where the name comes from. the only kadir that i know of was my mom's grandfather, whose name was nik abdul kadir, whom we fondly called tok wan dir. it so happens that one of the arabic songs that reem always plays in the room that i become hooked on is called abdel kader. i'm actually thinking of making my brother listens to the song, wonder what he would say. well, if anyone would like to listen to good arabic songs, let me know, i'll send them over. meanwhile, back to international trade policies #&*?%@8