Todayis saturday, the 28th of April, 2007.
It’s the my first saturday in Austin, in which I studied at night. Yes, seriously. But what I can’t believe is not the fact that I’ve never studied in a saturday night but I’ve been studying tonight. Although the results, the outcomes ( 2 paragraphs) don’t prove that I [...]
Archive for April, 2007
Saturday Night Fever
Posted in To day on April 29, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Monday day day
Posted in To day on April 23, 2007 | 1 Comment »
A good start in Spiderhouse with a good friend and good coffee, of which sum equal to a good conversation. The day should have ended there, just like it started. Now in this library, which has nothing to do with oxygen and life, I’m so sleepy, sleepy, sleepy…The idea of the “musts” are the [...]
AmericanS- VolumE 1
Posted in Ala Turta on April 23, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
The cashiers are too good to be true and too slow. They can speak to the customer for minutes, laughing and joking and you can remain as the only angry person in the line.
They are confused with rain and storm…No, rain doesn’t kill. You, the American, you don’t have to be so afraid of the [...]
Two Americans
Posted in Ala Turta on April 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
When 2 Americans come together, they scream in the name of just speaking or whispering. They simply can’t avoid this.
If you’re the 3rd person in this group, you’ll be the one (unless you are an American) who speaks, and who is understood the least. They’ll speak, laugh, make big gestures [...]
“The Girl with the Red Scarf”
Posted in Movies MOVE on April 17, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
From Ilyas’ eyes.
Selvi Boylum, Al Yazmalim…
How beatiful Asya looks in sadness, and how regretful Ilyas closes his eyes…
The old Turkish movies, including the cliche melodramas are “a wound in my heart”, just like the song says.
But this one, “Selvi Boylum, Al Yazmalim” will never crust.
In one side, there is the man, who the woman loves [...]
Sunflowers
Posted in void on April 16, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
7th hour in the library, except the 1 hour break…I’ve been in a wooden box, called “private desk” with a wooden wall in the left, the other in the right, one in the front. A nice moment to scream in this mind memorial.
What am i doing here when i crazily want to run down the [...]
An American; VOLUME 1
Posted in Ala Turta on April 14, 2007 | 2 Comments »
An American man, god knows why, always puts his shirt into his pants and pulls his pants until his throat. Very tightly. It is because he feels more comfortable in this way or he is so dedicated to the 80s.
An American man insists on wearing white socks no matter the color of his pants or [...]
Citing Laziness
Posted in Uncategorized on April 14, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Sit-eat-speak…sit-eat-speak…the-nice-refrain, which is lazy like all refrains.
How to go to bed after 11.36 pm on a tiring friday, which includes an 8.am class, a 1 hour seminar about the Turkish gypsy women in the Thrace Part of Turkey, 1 hour of eating and 1 hour of digesting free Russian food, running high with the face-to-face [...]
Ist…
Posted in LOVE on April 13, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Where else can I breathe more oxgen in spite of the air pollution?
Where else can I hear myself the best in spite of the noise pollution?
Where else can I move the fastest in spite of the endless crowd of millions of people?
Where else can I feel the tranquility in spite of the [...]
Hi and Bye Thursday
Posted in To day on April 12, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Although I woke up very early today (9 am; isn’t it a good score?), I couldn’t catch the speed of the day…
The things remained in my mind:
I could die, thinking of the Turkish sucuk..How i wish i had some right now and ate all of them, the whole pack… with bread…Turkish bread which would newly [...]
