Achratum em

        I had no time to eat breakfast this morning. I picked up 3 bananas and left the apartment in my black jeans and a long-sleeved cotton shirt. WawaWIWA it was HOT! So at one I started getting really hungry and falling asleep at my desk because I only got 3 hours of sleep. I was trying to hide it, I didn’t want people seeing me fall asleep on my first day, lah! Anyways I failed miserably. But the cute receptionist who always smiles at me kept coming by my desk and asking me how I felt. Damn, if this wasn’t Armenia, guys… she’d be a target. Ok, no but for realz though, wait for my blog on Armenian girls, I’ll try to post some snapshots!!

            I left work exactly 10 minutes after my editor left and literally tried to stay awake by updating my “where I’ve been app on facebook.” But guys, I was trashed!!! I couldn’t keep my eyes open. The receptionist came by and dropped a quick “having fun yet?” and I snickered (I love snickers… but that’s not what I’m talking about here).

            I went back home and literally CRASHED on my bed for 30 minutes before Hayk called me and asked me if I wanted to go visit a church then have dinner at his home a little removed from the city. I really didn’t want to but I was too tired to come up with an excuse/lie, so I said yes. Then he called me 30 minutes later to tell me he was downstairs so I got dressed in a flash and left. I walked out on Mashtots Prospekt to meet him and when he asked me again whether I wanted to go see the church now or have dinner first. Since I was up and conscious for 5 minutes already I quickly confessed that I was too tired to go visit a church (honestly, when am I NOT too tired to visit a church???!!). So the Marchoutka to his soviet apt and had dinner. His mom is a typical Armenian mama; SHE WON’T STOP FILLING MY PLATE UP! I was already too tired to eat and she didn’t listen to my perfect Armenian “Votch, Votch!”

            Hayk then insisted on teaching me some more Armenian before we took the marchoutka back home and I raided the supermarket for breakfast and lunch survival items; lavache, humus, lapis and 2 other kinds of Armenian cheese, eggs, cherries and peaches –yes I will blog about Armenian food soon. First, I need to have more of it… just not in one sitting!