New Piercings
There is something missing in me. I have this feeling for a long time. I don't mean this missing thing, but writing my feelings in English. I am getting angry in English, happy in English, crying in English, swear in English, chat in English and almost making love in English.
More than anytime in my life, I come to this point of looking at languages just like a bridge to get me from A to B. Who cares what kind of bridge is that? Fuck the way, destination is important.
I may write more and more in English, especially when I want to talk about my emotions. I can write in other stuff in Farsi and keep my bullshit in English. How about that?
Fuck the grammar and spelling. It is like when you fuck someone, and in the middle the lover says "Honey! by the way your pronunciation of fuck is not right." And the other reason that I have far more American friends, or better say, non-Iranian friends and I want to share them my writings too.
I know Nicole doesn't like my whole philosophy about spelling and grammar. For god sake, she is the English major one, but she has a big heart and I know she loves me more than those 1ooo years guys, sitting in the basement of Oxford University and make the grammar for our worlds! ( You know we dont have such guys! or we do?)
I m mad of my boss, behind my radio producing project, behind my studies and writing. Actually, I m behind of my life. Sounds that this fucking gas price does not affect the speed of my life.
I got three new piercings on my left ears. Thats all.