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Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Not that it matters...
........................................................................................I was under the impression that the Valentine's Day is on February 16th until I got to this page through a link on Yahoo's homepage and was enlightened while reading the first item on the list. As my mom always says, it's a good thing I'm not a guy because I would have made some girl very very miserable. But then she doesn't think I will make a man very happy either. She often says "bichaareh oon badbakhti ke gir-e to biofteh." So yeah, I wouldn't have my family's support either way. at 11:16 PM by negar Sunday, January 28, 2007
Restless to Fly
........................................................................................I'm going home. I'm not quite sure why I made this trip but I'm going home and that's all that matters. I'm going home to my bed, my car and my computer. I'm going home to the pajama set that I eliminated at the last minute. I'm going home to my pillow. To the couch and the television set. To the fridge and my mugs. I'm going home to my books. And the CD player of my car. It's good to be going home. It's good to wrap your own towels around you after a long bath. It's good to step back into your comfort zone and stay there for a while. at 4:27 PM by negar Friday, January 26, 2007
My sister won't let me choose a title
- The new KIA commercial makes me want to watch the Sound of Music again. It's been years since I last watched it. But as a kid I used to watch it on a daily basis which I find somewhat strange now, especially since back then I didn't understand a word of what they said or sang. - I've got a lot of time on my hands so I found this for those of you who missed the fishing game, aka Let's Go Fishin'. Asad and I have an ongoing debate over whether this is the game everyone was talking about or that one had magnets. Regardless of that, this is what my sister and I played and it was the slowest game ever. Especially when the battery was nearly empty - I went to the zoo on my birthday. I saw pandas, a pair of hippos, a rhino with no social skills, a lazy polar bear, a shy orangutan, a dying almost-blind miniture horse, a tiger that was trying to hide, smiling happy giraffes, and sleeping koala bears who sleep an average of 19 hours a day. 19 hours! Of the remaining 5 hours, they spend 3 hours eating. I imagine they spend the rest of their day thinking about their dreams or what to eat next. They make me want to believe in reincarnation. - I would love to write more by my sister is nagging about me being too koala-like. The last thing a koala wants is a hyperactive sister. I'll write more later. at 3:14 PM by negar
Feeling low?
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Humans are amazing animals - and sometimes quite bizarre
........................................................................................ My twisted mind. I wish it would give me a break. I wish it would let me breathe. I wish it would take a day off and get lost on its way back. I wish it wasn't so dark and foggy in my head. "It's all in your head," they tell me. "I know," I say. If only I could detach from my mind like I detach from my heart. Then maybe I would be happy. Then maybe I would stop looking for reasons to destroy everything. I'm obsessed with destruction. It gives me a rush like no other thing. Knowing that I could blast everything in a moment, in a word...oh it's such a thrill! My life in my own hands. I have the power to drop it now. Or later. Or never. Sitting on my sister's couch, in the golden state of California, wearing my plaid boxer-style shorts and a t-shirt, watching recorded episodes of Family Guy all day long, i have no reason to be unhappy. And I'm not. I just want to get rid of my mind. Maybe I'll hire a hitman. Maybe I'll hire the hitman. Dear hitman. Blow my mind off. Set me free. Photo courtesy of Linda. Allegedly it reminded her of me. at 12:01 PM by negar Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Hippostalgia
........................................................................................My cousin and I used to play this game, Hungry Hippos, for hours at a time. I still remember how the room looked after we had played for an entire afternoon. I remember the pattern of the sheets my aunt would spread over the floor so my cousins and I could all sleep in one room. I remember the painting on the wall at which I stared for a long time because at home I never went to bed that early. I remember my aunt always leaving plastic cups and a plastic pitcher of water in the room for us. And I remember finding that strange because my mom never did that. I remember my cousin pleading with his parents and begging me to stay every time we wanted to leave their house. Yet most of the time I just sat on the wooden box at the entrance of their apartment and put my shoes on while he cried. Back then I thought I was too grown up to play with him. After all I was twenty-one months older. But more than anything else, I remember playing Hungry Hippo. I remember banging on that black thing frantically. I remember playing with two hippos at a time. In fact I think I remember the night on which he received Hungry Hippos as a gift from a common friend. The good old hungry hippos. I wonder if they'll starve to death now that we can't play anymore. at 11:49 PM by negar Monday, January 08, 2007
Dear Unconscious, Message Not Clear
........................................................................................Last night I was running away from a hurricane. I ended up in a Latin American city. I ran into dozens of street kids. I became the sweetheart of a gang leader who incidentally looked like a former classmate of mine. He fought his fights while keeping one arm around my waist. We made out while the kids watched. Then we all went to the movies. I decided to watch the only movie in English by myself. It turned out to be a boring documentary about a Far East city. When I stepped out of the movie theater, there was chaos on the streets. A war had broke out between the gangs and I was lost. The next moment I was in a school of some sort, negotiating something with my 6th grade principal who watched me with the same suspicious green eyes. at 4:38 AM by negar Friday, January 05, 2007
5 things you wish I didn't tell you
........................................................................................I'm going to claim one of Dot's tag-yourself certificates and play the Yalda game with a two-week delay. Here are 5 things I don't remember telling any of you. - My very first conspiracy theory was that my parents had put spy cameras on all my toys and were watching me when I was "alone." I held on to it for years, well into the third or fourth grade, then I abandoned it after I realized my parents aren't that tech savvy. Or that interested to know what I'm doing. - At some point in my life I read most of Sidney Sheldon's books. I'm neither proud nor ashamed of that. - I've cheated on a lot of my exams but I think it's unethical to cheat in a card game. - When browsing through the self-improvement shelves of Barnes & Noble, I always feel that everyone is staring at me to see which book I will pick. - In 8th grade, my friends and I smuggled in a walkman to school everyday and we risked hiding in a storage room right next to Namaz-Khooneh during our lunch hour. To listen to what? Iranian movie soundtracks. at 4:23 AM by negar Thursday, January 04, 2007
Past Midnight Discoveries
........................................................................................During my sleepless nights I come to seemingly obvious conclusions and get very very surprised. Tonight, for instance, I was shocked to realize that I'm the only person who is me. at 3:31 AM by negar Monday, January 01, 2007
BACK! -- in my pajamas
........................................................................................I'll regret this later but you know, it's not that big of a deal. All this is, is a worthless blog. It can be here right now and disappear forever the next moment. It really doesn't deserve all the thinking I do about it. So if not already obvious, I've decided to come back to Location: Texas. I tried writing elsewhere but it just wasn't the same. It didn't feel like home and if you know anything about me, it probably is the fact that my top priority in life is comfort. I'm glad I left back in October though. I didn't go to the real world as some assumed I would but at least I got a college degree, which I don't know where I've put now that I think of it. But that's besides the point. I've graduated and I officially have no purpose in life. Hence the return to this blog. If you seriously think this is a new year, happy new year to you. And if, like me, you believe this is the same old year they're selling to us under a new name (2007 that is), then join the conpiracists club. at 11:15 AM by negar
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