bu haftasonunun neredeyse tamamı bogazici'nde gecti. cumartesi gecesi 3 gibi ayrilmistik belki kampusten, 12 saat sonra geri donduk. tas oda gruplarinin konserleri vardi- herhalde daha eglenceli bir sey olamaz benim icin. tuhaf bir sekilde sanki 1. siniftaymisim gibi hissettim bir sure, cimlerde top oynayan uzun duz sacli bir kizin Hilal oldugunu pekala dusunebilirdim mesela, yanımdan gecen bir tipin de Suz. ucurtmalar falan vardi. piknik yaptik. anlatilabilecek gibi degil aslinda, niye ugrasiyorum bilmiyorum.
setting rules for myself and then breaking them when i'm tempted enough: is what i do, is fun.
and for the record: i don't watch tv. i just don't see the point.
This blog holds my inner conversations. It's that gentle push to blink open your eyes and get going. Think earthly possessions or a simple recipe. Think coffee. This is a blog pulling the lurex threads in an otherwise ordinary piece of fabric.
Monday, May 15, 2006
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