December 15, 2009

me too?I don't know

"I'm a turtle, wherever I go I carry "home" on my back."
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Gloria Anzaldua

December 14, 2009

I think this is depression. It started 3 weeks ago and still continues. I could be very happy while being with others but then when I'm alone I feel the very sense of it. I stopped going to gym since then. I stopped being motivated with my studies. I started eating cakes and coffees and chips and chocolates instead and I can weep easily.

Still one week left to finish this semester and I'm sooooo exhausted and tired of being here, sitting at library and study for exams. I know most of the materials but not to write essays in exams. I can talk about them and I'm pretty sure that I'm familiar with most of the philosophical concepts.

It's cold. I need sunlight. I miss being at my home. I miss him. I miss my family and my friends.

December 09, 2009

I just read one of my old posts here and smiled. How hilarious my English was. It means that I've improved a lot gradually without realizing it. I don't say I'm very good now, but pretty much better than before.

Anyway, I'm trying to activate this blog again and write more in English. There are lots of things to write about and the blog readers would be fewer than my Persian blog if there would be any at all.

Probably here I'll write more on Dublin, my daily life, and what I read or learn or watch. There'll be more pictures taken by me. (hope so)

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This is the first picture. I took it weeks ago. It's usually busy during the day but I took that shot on a Saturday. This afternoon I drank my coffee here. It was dark and nothing was to be seen through those large windows and yes Lacan was waiting for me in the library so I had to come back to study him.

I finally could make a little bit sense out of his essay. After reading bunch of stuff about the mirror-stage, misrecognition, Freud's uncanny, Symbolic, Imaginary and Real, I'm feeling more confidence now about the psychoanalytic part of exam revision.

Tomorrow i'll review structuralism and post-structuralism.

January 16, 2009

test

test

September 10, 2008

I love this word:

fluffy

June 09, 2008

writing is a physical act, and to keep in trim, you should practice daily.

from a book called "practical guide to writing"

March 17, 2008

However, Rippert also said in the article that he could not be certain of the identity of the French pilot whose plane he shot down. He also hoped it was not the French author as he was a big fan of Saint-Exupery's works.


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March 04, 2008

Father and Son

_ Where are you now?
_ I...
I see trees,
there's a path...
_ Are you still over there?
_ the sun...
_ Where is it?
_ It's beautiful.
_ Am I over there?
_ No,
I'm all alone.

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a film by: Alexander Sokurov

January 25, 2008

on Writing

"Read, read,read. Read everything-trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! you'll absorb it. Then write. If it is good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out of the window."(William Faulkner)

Imitation is one of the best ways of learning. Is it not by copying that most painters acquire their skill? In the field of writing too, a great deal can be learnt by following the style of certain writers. It forces you to study a model, and gives you the framework within which to write, whilst still allowing you to be fully imaginative and creative. It is therefore a first step on the way to free writing.

from Writing for Advanced Learners of English
by Francoise Grellet

December 29, 2007

...In a land of zero degree
which is neither east nor west
has neither day nor night
which is neither cold nor warm
I learned the feeling of exile

"Wong Kar-wai"

December 15, 2007

Harbinger

a person or thing showing that something is going to happen or is on its way:

Daffodils are a harbinger of spring.
Cock is the harbinger of the dawn.

November 03, 2007

Some write to remember,
some write to forget,

Welcome to the hotel california !
such a lovely place !
such a lovely place !!

October 07, 2007

" I waited on the corner for my blind date. When this girl walked by, I said, " Are you Linda?" She said " Are you Richard?" " I said,"yeah". She said," I'm not Linda."

Richard Prince- 1991

September 11, 2007

Pierrot le fou

--- I wonder what's keeping the cops. We should be in jail by now.

--- They're smart... They let people destroy themselves.


 

from the film : Pierrot Le Fou by Godard

August 13, 2007

“We were sometimes seized by an urge to kill our love affair before it had reached its natural end, a murder committed not out of hatred, but out of an excess of love-- or rather, out of the fear that an excess of love may bring. Lovers may kill their own love story only because they are unable to tolerate the uncertainty, the risk, that their experiment in happiness has delivered.”

from" On Love " by du Botton- page 163

July 16, 2007

Prenom Carmen

- When everything's been lost, but it's daybreak and yet we are still breathing....
- It's called sunrise, miss.

 

form the film "Prenom Carmen" by Godard

July 15, 2007

Une femme est une femme

- Is this a tragedy or a comedy?
- you never know with women.

 

from the film : Une femme est une femme

July 04, 2007

" She really was adorable [thought the lover, at th pinnacle of subjective judgment]. But how could I tell her so in a way that would suggest the distinctive nature of my attraction? Words like love or devotion or infatuation were exhausted by the weight of successive love stories, by the layers imposed on them through the uses of others. At the moment when I most wanted language to be original, personal, and completely private, I came up against the irrevocably public nature of the language of the heart."

Page 103- from On Love by Alain de Botton

June 29, 2007

On Love

" The most attractive are not those who allow us to kiss them at once [ we soon feel ungreatful ] or those who never allow us to kiss them [ we soon forget them ] , but those who coyly lead us between the two extremes."

from : On Love by Alain de Botton
page 27.

 

April 15, 2007

I am so sorry, I didn't want to ping this blog. It was a mistake.

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