i just made me 2 sandwiches and i ate both! now i feel like "shame on you mona, shame on you"
anyway i ate them and i had the right to do so. i was at school all day, really working, really studing, and still too much assighnment for toommorrow. but i'm just about to have fun for the rest of the night, i've had enough for today.
i have a new idea for my blog. to postscript my writing condition in all my writings. you'll see what i mean at the end of this post.
you know? at time i'm a mixture of a agressive, thankfull, tired, dissapointed and at the same time hopfull, stuffed girl. i look also yellow today. with eyes so much tired and hairs clean but messy. oooooh. i liked me till 1 o clock today but not anymore!
i'm listening to deepak chopra to ease my mind, but it aint really helping so i switch to... .ummm. any recomendations? YASS. YASS. Analyse by lady Cranberries, (cranberries ain't her name though!)
heh! i must say this for sure! you know? recently i can't keep myself from laughing or smiling right at the moments that i must look serious! on the way back home, too wicked and worn i got off the taxi and i was facing home that i realized 3 boys at the corner of the street are seriousely claiming: "khanum, khanum, ... in varagh az tu kife shoma oftad" ("miss, this paper fell outta your bag"). and i turned back and looked at them so thankfully and i smiled kindly and steped towards them to take the paper... that, i saw some ridiculous signs on their faces which was telling, they're possibly making fun of me! but ... ha ha ha. they did it really good and serious that i really couldnt keep myself from accompany them in laughing for the mistake i did!!! so while i was trying to keep my face muscles in right place, it was just obviouse how i'm laughing inside. and finally tired of holding the muscles i burst just into a smile. but i think even my smile was ridiculous enough to make them laugh louder!
anyway, thankl God i made 3 bored boys laugh!
now i'm tried of Cranberries too and i switch to Moby---> why does my heart feel so bad?
and now----> be my baby
and it really feels good every time i listen to this...
ohhh. i came to write to feel better but i still feel so damn tired when i think of all the things i should do for tommorrow and tommorrows. :( it's a long time that i havent watched a movie or read a book or ate ice cream or ... .:( . i just donno why i love this lovely bloody earth named hell so much. but it sometimes really puts me down when i think of too many things i wanna have and i dont... . but i want it and i want it so bad that ill have it some day i'm sure.
hey this posting of mine seems too much like diary this time! this weblog wasnt supposed to be for diaries. :(
well at least the good thing with this one is that it's not another romantic article of mine! i just donno why everything i write turn out to be so romantic!!!!!
for tommorrow i must designe a house named paradise house( khaneye behesht). we can choose the site at any bloody place. even in space!!! so i'm really about to try it! hey!! YASS. lemme tell you about it!
i want the house to be in some really cold place! even if it's gonna be in outter space i'll choose the site in some planet that has very long nights so that the house has to be designed for night life. there's always a thin layer of ice on the ground. and there aint a single tree on this planet. just flat flat ground-

"regrets, i've had a few, but then again too few too mention" sings pavarotti

-and you know? in my tiny planet night sky, there always exist a moon too shine on my house romantic habitants.

:( .

maybe i must think of another site for my house!

ok. now my room condition
sky--->dark and a bit cold or i feel cold
music--->pavarotti
room--->there's just one small lovely lamp on. when i wanna look out the window i see mostly myself and a little of my persimon tree who's loosing it's greenleeves very soon:(
time--->8:22pm
time--->to say goodbye

goodbye