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Yesterday marked the end of my birthday week, not that I had spent it celebrating or anything, but yesterday, we had iftar at my best friend's and then went to this GORGEOUS concert.

The Azhar Park was once a dump, and now it's a beautiful park that has a theater where they hold great live performances- underground performances.

Yesterday, was Emel Mathlouthi's first time to perform in Cairo, and I quote the best friend; she "lit Cairo up" with passion and drive and hope....and freedom and revolutionary aspirations.

She's is Tunisian, but nevertheless, I guess all North African countries could relate to what she sang for. I did. I was...touched. I am not an activist, because there's nothing that I have "actively" done for this country except love her with every bit that I am. Regardless of all what she doesn't give me, and what she takes away from me; of freedom and rights, I still love her. Regardless of the poverty and misery I see at every corner...I think my country is a beautiful one...

I might be a silent, passive protester...if I have the right to call myself so, but that's a shameful thing to be.

She sang el Sheikh Imam songs. Oh how I loved those.

She sang this song....and oh how relevant this song is to what the country is going through today..

(انا في وسط الفوضة معني)

I had first intended on doing Lauren's fill in the blanks, but I got carried away with this. This is how I feel now, and oh, there goes another piece of me. Out in the open.

oh, you have to read this.[person shapes]