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Time matters! Time to learn, time to remember, time to forget...
It was a really tough day! A tough day for being born in! I went to university at 7:30 and returned home at 3, looking haggard, starving, dead tired, not even finished with half of the work I had planned to do. These last days of the year are exhausting, a helpless rush that only ends when you sit by the 7sin and the TV announces the turn of the year! Well… I swallowed my dear lunch and headed for work at 3:30. I flew out of the institute at 8:45, bought my birthday cake at 9:03 and celebrated my tiny 24th birthday party at 10:30!
It was the most frustrated, freaking, and still happiest birthday party I could think of.
Wish you all a happy peaceful birthday.
sorry if haven't been a good child!
well... i didn't really try my best.
but i'm going to.
P.S. I love you.
’cause I love anybody who’s fool enough to believe,
and you’re just one of many who broke their heart on me
and so I say I don’t love you,
though it kills me.
It’s a lie that sets you free
love love love
I can’t take your love love love
and so I say I don’t love you,
though it kills me.
It’s a lie that sets you free
James Blunt - Love Love Love Lyrics
باور کنید بی منظور گفتم.
I'm trying to learn and remember a few words. whatever i do, this bitterness is with me!
I am sullen and unfortunately i'm also edging towards being terse.
i'm trying to disbelieve altruism and get used to opportunism, at least in others.
i don't believe in things like brain drain or nationalism or even worse, patriotism!
and about 80% of the people i know are potentially unscrupulous.
that's all.
If i survive the bitterness of my life these days , i might manage to live the rest someway.
Sometimes i wish i had no time to wonder, wonder why, wonder how. these thoughts just don't want to leave me in peace.
and i have a bad bad cold!
i write shit. i know.
P.S. YOU'VE GOT TO WATCH P.S. I love you!
متنفرم از هرچی نظام آموزشی صفر و یکی گه هرچی دانشگاه گه تو این مملکت گه هست. و به طور ویژه دانشکده ی گهی که دارم توش درس می خونم.
هرکی رگ غیرتش در ارتباط با هر قسمت این متن تحریک شد بره ............... یه صغحه ی دیگه.
cuz i just don' give a shit what anyone thinks at the moment.
well... sometimes there's no one to put the blame on!
