tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38828272012-02-04T17:21:57.173-08:00Lady Of BethlemNanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.comBlogger2911100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-60372344434765121162012-01-10T01:02:00.000-08:002012-01-10T01:02:33.688-08:00I don't cope well with change. I just don't.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-19267112516177479582011-08-01T23:25:00.001-07:002011-08-01T23:25:36.325-07:00I like the person I am when I am with you.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-19526281476078110922011-07-23T09:21:00.000-07:002011-07-23T09:22:24.853-07:00The bridge
The walk
Even the other half of the moon was missing.
I miss you dearly. Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-18407001136638980962011-07-08T22:32:00.000-07:002011-07-08T22:32:09.382-07:00I miss my self-destructive habits. All I can hang on to now is A Single Man.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-70052535169542436702011-07-06T22:20:00.001-07:002011-07-06T22:20:06.213-07:00Images with slightest tough of emotion make me cry.
I wasn't like this.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-61039928826898812252011-04-22T23:28:00.000-07:002011-04-22T23:29:12.716-07:00Make me suffer,
let the tinkles of pain and unease travel through my finger tips.
It's a scary thing
to let your heart endure the pain.
Stab me, walk away, and go on.
Never ceased to surprise me.
Never found out- is it the pain or fear of the pain that keeps us
from dying. I'm on the border...
Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-78551688910320696012011-04-09T13:23:00.001-07:002011-04-09T13:23:57.994-07:00Let's stop falling in love...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-13694726653658860262011-04-06T13:10:00.001-07:002011-04-06T13:10:23.282-07:00My never-ending love/hate relationship with Tehran...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-55510222649094667262011-02-27T04:30:00.000-08:002011-04-10T08:00:05.946-07:00Dance the pain away,
with every move, rip my heart apart,
drink the thought away.
Doesn't go away. I'm never too sober nor too drunk to think it through.
It hurts too much. Hurts too deep. Hurts. too. deep.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-48661019145956475652011-02-09T12:55:00.001-08:002011-02-09T12:55:28.459-08:00You accept, so you can move on.
I'm going back.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-47776327804656689072011-01-09T15:13:00.001-08:002011-01-09T15:13:05.846-08:00Chrome?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-53298814734250113052011-01-09T14:15:00.000-08:002011-01-09T14:15:29.312-08:00That's the thing about moving. Say, you want to make your favorite drink.
You don't have the substance, the shot, the juice, the zester ....
Glass of wine? Sure, it needs: 1. A glass 2. Corkscrew (somewhere in the suitcase in storage)
The music is present!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-11016433570904667932010-12-04T15:15:00.001-08:002010-12-04T15:15:40.087-08:00Forgetting's a blessing. Don't mess with it.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-79321445046076692472010-10-27T13:44:00.001-07:002010-10-27T13:44:27.134-07:00I have officially failed myself.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-23412472923024215392010-08-17T21:13:00.001-07:002010-08-17T21:13:55.385-07:00It seems like everyone's just too worried about my weight. Maybe the world is telling me I should be too! Fine. Worried? Let's roll it!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-9119522182152916012010-04-11T14:33:00.001-07:002010-04-11T14:33:57.871-07:00The whole world smells like you.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-65168689158557815972010-03-27T20:14:00.001-07:002010-03-27T20:14:38.006-07:00It feels like a bloody Sunday. Damned Saturday!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-2274191489931745702010-03-23T22:57:00.001-07:002010-03-23T22:57:31.618-07:00Now I know.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-61597757620820182712010-03-17T22:54:00.001-07:002010-03-17T22:54:21.224-07:00Warning: the Bitch is out!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-62626026887594918462010-03-17T14:20:00.000-07:002010-03-17T14:20:30.726-07:00Sometimes you don't want to reconcile. Sometimes you don't want to 'have a dialogue'.
Don't ask me ''but don't you want to change this?".
The answer is No my friend. No. I will be here, with my safe thousand-miles distance.
No. Now leave me alone.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-64431322312268025472010-02-26T23:28:00.001-08:002010-02-26T23:28:19.795-08:00Sometimes you just want to get home, fix yourself a drink, and watch Blue. Just.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-17945251867048122872010-02-24T15:38:00.001-08:002010-02-24T15:38:23.457-08:00I went directly to my plan B. I was too scared to try my first plan.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-5124079567581665332010-01-31T14:15:00.001-08:002010-01-31T14:15:53.792-08:00Trance-like fever. Fever, and more fever.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-70278312035827038762010-01-29T15:49:00.000-08:002010-01-29T15:49:14.983-08:00Do I?
Do I take the chance away from people? Their right to make mistakes?
Am I the only one having the luxury of making errors and expecting the best?
Am I the only one deserving?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-29647308673322193712010-01-22T15:58:00.000-08:002010-01-29T15:53:59.182-08:00Silence. Distance. Avoidance. Hurt.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-55969155643604912602009-12-29T22:39:00.000-08:002009-12-29T22:42:41.444-08:00Being away makes you bitter.
Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-36346223120038430362009-12-13T20:19:00.001-08:002009-12-13T20:19:01.406-08:00As if that wasn't enough.
Fuck.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-62800023824183702392009-11-27T14:51:00.001-08:002009-11-27T14:51:46.653-08:00Headache, headache, go away!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-18025687368630405242009-11-25T18:38:00.001-08:002009-11-25T18:38:24.341-08:00No news is good news.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-30022106702939271232009-11-18T20:16:00.000-08:002009-11-18T20:16:27.472-08:00How I know winter is here?
The frequent, unexpected blues attacks are here.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-12954870888012867102009-11-12T13:38:00.001-08:002009-11-12T13:38:37.412-08:00School should not be stressful, life should not suck, visa authorities should not be rude.
Not. It does, it does, they are.
I don't like this.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-55127387132897394652009-11-10T23:19:00.000-08:002009-11-10T23:19:13.555-08:00My people don't want violence. My people don't want blood,
they mean no harm. If they wanted to get violent, they knew how to. They know what it takes to beat up, fire, attack. I don't want to be treated this way. Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-17925063295306050092009-11-10T15:31:00.000-08:002009-11-10T15:31:23.373-08:00Never thought I would get the white people's diseases one day;
constant stress, constant fatigue, and constant lack of sleep...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-84836114834861618302009-10-24T18:52:00.001-07:002009-10-27T11:23:54.497-07:00My endless fascination with the moon and the sea...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-20383049170018929112009-10-12T16:59:00.000-07:002009-10-12T16:59:43.201-07:00Now I have a place to call my room.
I left my room in my home in my country 5 years ago.
Now I have a room in a house in a city, and I don't have
to use my imagination when I take refugee in the room
to be in my room.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-35793786358147022422009-10-03T19:57:00.000-07:002009-10-03T19:57:06.153-07:00Some say it better than you.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-66387598209882945302009-09-27T15:10:00.001-07:002009-09-27T20:51:49.055-07:00The problem? You just don't care.
I wished you'd listened.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-49074445164516452822009-09-25T17:07:00.000-07:002009-09-25T17:07:27.696-07:00Hold me tight tight tight
Leave me not not not
I need a comfort bubble.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-18204221899582493052009-09-20T02:24:00.000-07:002009-09-20T02:26:33.180-07:00It's four in the morning, the end of December,I'm writin' now just to see if you're better,New York's cold, but I like where I'm living...and that's the whole story of my life in 3 lines...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-5649989882737040222009-09-15T11:17:00.000-07:002009-09-15T11:19:03.418-07:00Death is lonely..Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-67555606444398932452009-08-16T22:39:00.000-07:002009-08-16T22:44:26.658-07:00lost innocence.It's gone. It's gone once you move. And you see it. in him. inher. in them.It was a trade. You gave, you got. And you see it. They don'thave it. neither do you.And you know. When he holds you tight in his arms with yourhead pressing against his skinny chest. he knows too. He letyou go. You know you'dnt go back. He knows time can't be returned.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-22796362506644683212009-08-16T20:31:00.000-07:002009-08-16T20:32:53.202-07:00Rule #5: lettuce green is only and only good for one thing- lettuce.Not for cars, dresses or walls.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-28099546275224317822009-08-07T17:17:00.001-07:002009-08-07T17:17:46.147-07:00There was a time when blackberries were remembered as kind of a fruit!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-50993606166129283562009-08-06T10:33:00.001-07:002009-08-06T10:33:49.882-07:00I want to go to Oxford sooooooooooooooooooooo bad!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-37967311597771177082009-07-23T23:23:00.000-07:002009-07-23T23:27:38.220-07:00We think we never forget.We think we remember forever. How can it be forgottenwhen it's so real, so in the present.It's a bless. Don't mess with it.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-30697718324878776922009-07-21T14:21:00.000-07:002009-07-21T14:22:35.946-07:00I don't like it when people take all my certainty away in a 5 minuete phone call.At least leave me with some ground.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-29539549555725216202009-07-16T17:40:00.000-07:002009-07-16T17:41:11.833-07:00"I died in a car accident yesterday."If I ever write a novel, this would be the opening sentence.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-76313555322280957472009-07-03T16:59:00.000-07:002009-07-03T17:00:52.714-07:00The greatest fear of all is of things that are not real.And those are the hardest to overcome as well.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-17443668795171333792009-06-19T09:48:00.000-07:002009-06-19T09:49:52.561-07:00What's wrong with Iranian guys?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-72840289048577009862009-06-09T22:03:00.000-07:002009-06-09T22:05:05.433-07:00And the perfect city's not that perfect after all....Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-60195907567218341872009-06-07T06:18:00.001-07:002009-06-07T06:18:30.112-07:00Shit! I have to go back again!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-49671011974664895822009-06-02T13:04:00.000-07:002009-06-02T13:05:47.092-07:00Rain. Rain, rain, rain.It lets you smell the smell of the soil,the thunder, as soft as it can get.Rain. Rain to make the spring a perfect one.Rain sky, rain.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-76750450081222611542009-05-27T10:48:00.000-07:002009-05-27T14:41:42.925-07:00There are things you don't know about yourself,and they are the most scary ones...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-28014511559354954202009-05-24T01:58:00.000-07:002009-05-24T02:03:08.440-07:00I let the stress find its way round my body, settlein every blood cell, wrap around my neck frominside and peacefully be together, spend the daytogether.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-66107082818701405012009-05-23T12:13:00.001-07:002009-05-23T12:18:03.672-07:00There's nothing like driving at night, alone, in Tehran.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-65799597550292375522009-05-20T02:55:00.000-07:002009-05-20T02:56:11.079-07:00Home is where you feel loved.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-1875306096295135152009-05-16T22:31:00.001-07:002009-05-16T22:31:50.006-07:00Seize the moment or else life would be a miss.- KhayamNanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-28794899764739089122009-05-16T13:04:00.000-07:002009-05-16T13:07:11.773-07:00In that highway, in that car, with that light French Jazz, there was a moment of realization. I can't lie to myself. No matter how hard I try to ignore, hide, or deny it. Thank you.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-79316583024157792212009-05-15T10:06:00.000-07:002009-05-15T11:31:56.665-07:00City of LightsHere I am, once again. After all these years, every time itfeels different. Every time there's something; new, surprising,or just painful.[...] trying hard to fight my sentence. And every time, theimpossibility just becomes harder to ignore.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-88570357489606668172009-05-14T02:30:00.000-07:002009-05-14T02:42:22.700-07:00Sun, lots of sun. Warmth, lots of it. Love, more than you needto survive.Life is easy, smooth and natural here. With no effort for survival,no effort for not letting the darkness in your heart, no effort topush back the tears, the thoughts, the dreams.There are hassles, there are lots of getting mads, conflicts and lies.But you don't need to fight to survive; it's already given to you.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-72512645808166445572009-05-11T03:08:00.000-07:002009-05-11T03:15:23.001-07:002 hours to pack and all I can think of is how to pour some glue down her throat.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-61408460279290819902009-05-10T18:39:00.000-07:002009-05-10T18:57:18.854-07:00Everything just fall into place.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-51178484274239291432009-05-09T14:14:00.000-07:002009-05-09T14:15:53.795-07:00It's good being spoiled for no reason.For just being you. For just being there.It's good being back. Being with your familyin a place you call home.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-49872791241843622782009-05-08T15:55:00.000-07:002009-05-08T15:56:26.278-07:00Never thought the commute between my home and school would take 24 hours.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-51243392633266414572009-05-06T19:50:00.001-07:002009-05-06T19:51:46.150-07:00The problem is not the future- it hasn't come yet.Nor the past, you won't remember.It's the present.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-22509520955940013142009-05-06T02:11:00.001-07:002009-05-06T02:11:53.986-07:00I let myself to be paranoid,WTH, there's no loss in it, sometimes it's just real.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-14938386219387912012009-05-05T11:20:00.000-07:002009-05-05T11:22:04.441-07:00When would ppl learn learn not to call you before 9?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-78678400282943629252009-04-29T21:56:00.000-07:002009-04-29T21:58:28.942-07:00I'm not ready.neither for Tehran, nor for Paris, Venice, Vienna or Vancouver.Nobody understands.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-5894084477955161712009-04-29T13:51:00.000-07:002009-04-29T13:52:26.254-07:002 days, 2 doors, 1 finger.Damn!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-21963306707542010752009-04-29T13:13:00.000-07:002009-04-29T13:16:41.316-07:00That's what I don't like about baking;you can't just pick a bag of flour, bunch of eggs,milk, baking powder and other random things and bake!You got to follow the recipe line by line, ounce by ounce, ...aaaaaaah...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-51801683513029950692009-04-22T10:49:00.001-07:002009-04-22T10:49:33.512-07:00Some people just lack social skills and understanding.They just don't possess any!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-484581570575083452009-04-21T21:49:00.001-07:002009-04-21T21:49:51.355-07:00Apparently my brother's not very happy with me dating matadors...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-12595676907614358032009-04-19T11:22:00.000-07:002009-04-19T11:24:04.799-07:00How have I been so blind all way through? Dismissingall the cues- and it's all coming back to me again, now,why?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-47030350802661705092009-04-18T14:43:00.000-07:002009-04-18T14:44:40.869-07:00OK, fine, we study, learn, teach, interact, work- what have you,to make this world a better place to live. So what?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-18681163935403603742009-04-16T19:56:00.000-07:002009-04-16T20:03:25.485-07:00Self destructive time-when you feed the fire.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-61550927867988432982009-04-11T12:07:00.000-07:002009-04-11T12:12:07.791-07:00Don't make the same mistake-Trust your instincts.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-81977239596891249522009-04-08T21:22:00.001-07:002009-04-11T22:37:29.640-07:00Fine! We got that Dr Hessabi and Einstein celebratedNorooz once together and Dr Hessabi explained thephilosophy to our scientist and he got super-impressed.Good for them. Now stop spamming.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-85965728820202145592009-04-07T13:37:00.001-07:002009-04-07T13:37:45.547-07:00I didn't want you to be either of them.You weren't. You weren't you either.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-13849305530298034032009-04-07T11:31:00.000-07:002009-04-07T11:33:21.711-07:00-Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-46292965568834162832009-04-07T10:45:00.000-07:002009-04-07T10:47:09.887-07:0010:45 am- libraryIt took me exactly 3 months to write 7 pages ,how on earthcan anyone expect me to write the other 3 pages till 5 thisafternoon?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-11024091582688220402009-04-04T13:31:00.001-07:002009-04-04T13:31:54.899-07:00Surprise yourself.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-25133097395657411642009-04-02T16:28:00.000-07:002009-04-02T16:29:29.204-07:00I need something else to daydream about...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-20877661732772162112009-04-01T01:28:00.001-07:002009-04-01T01:28:58.595-07:00Social psychology is the best thing had happened to psychology after Freud.Literally.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-55571695312605827212009-03-30T02:10:00.000-07:002009-03-30T02:12:04.298-07:00Tell me. Was it a mere coincidence finding your blog after 3 years and the one click that took me to your profile on Facebook?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-4589691012256851482009-03-27T23:56:00.000-07:002009-03-28T00:26:32.355-07:00Took it out after a long while.Held it in front of me, looked at it. And let thewarmth pass through my face, my skin, reunitewith my blood.Kissed it goodbye, sealed it. Nothing more to be said.Put it back.Beat.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-19518932243768793612009-03-27T17:59:00.000-07:002009-03-27T18:18:36.863-07:00Looked in the mirror, all I needed at 9 am was a booster.At 12, I needed the anger management guy beside me,at 4 I needed an inhibitor.Waiting to see what's in pocket till 8...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-55696197160505322072009-03-25T16:15:00.000-07:002009-03-25T16:16:12.276-07:00How long a two stop bus run can be?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-72760796588600850372009-03-20T13:48:00.001-07:002009-03-20T13:48:38.231-07:00Come and gone...Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-27071405398692343142009-03-19T01:14:00.000-07:002009-03-19T01:15:17.214-07:00It came with a price.Fuck.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-31517507414682099012009-03-17T01:06:00.001-07:002009-03-17T01:06:54.868-07:00Disturbance. Resistance. Resilience. Then comes acceptance.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-9121541361238610862009-03-13T10:33:00.000-07:002009-03-13T10:37:58.323-07:00Inspiration.No, motivation.No, flow.No.Distant.Need.No.Internal, vert.Springs.No, circles.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-39256454568940526622009-03-11T10:03:00.000-07:002009-03-11T16:43:20.436-07:00There I was.Standing outside.shivering,smoking,numb.senses off,speechless,convoluted,turmoil,smashed.And after a year, less than a year,I realized there was a weight, a heavyone, all the time in my head, in my chest,just when it was lifted.How much can you learn in 2 hours?My moments got silent. no words,no notes, no smell. none could relate.Not-good news. best news. good news.I need time. time. Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-35419726129099446742009-03-09T18:03:00.000-07:002009-03-09T18:08:01.871-07:00I need some home. Some London, hug and mom.Some collective solitude, G, and silence. Silence & silence...I want to go home.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-17431668173168067012009-03-08T10:47:00.000-07:002009-03-08T10:49:36.011-07:00I don't like being reminded of my past.Memories, nostalgia, snapshots, anything.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-69182618065066781512009-03-07T12:25:00.000-08:002009-03-07T15:08:11.116-08:00There are many ways to make sense of your world.One is acceptance. Once done, everything startsfalling into place like a self-assembling jigsaw.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-51092568772542280192009-03-04T23:53:00.000-08:002009-03-04T23:54:23.746-08:00Irritability.Put an end to it.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-817270124319201602009-02-27T12:42:00.000-08:002009-02-27T12:47:08.905-08:00How one single tiny little virus can make a life so miserable?How exactly?Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-86222493511682436932009-02-26T19:13:00.000-08:002009-02-26T19:18:50.942-08:00Parallels. Everything happens in form ofmyriad parallels. And they start clashingto each other.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-17243915837806411782009-02-25T17:39:00.000-08:002009-02-25T17:41:56.087-08:00How to make me happy?Tell me I have uncle Cohen's ticket in mypocket and I'd be ecstatic for at least an hour!Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3882827.post-17856928410973856312009-02-19T17:25:00.000-08:002009-02-19T17:26:50.157-08:00Comfort bites, comfort naps, next comes thecomfort drink to fix my day. good night.Nanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02225854708784863007noreply@blogger.com1