My father made the torshest mâst ever. Ever spoon is a little bit of a putrid heaven that I dream of. YUUUUM. In fact, I bet i could make the best kurut out of it. Actually, I think I will whip me up a cold glass of dugh.
“Dugh: a taste you probably haven’t acquired.”
People on the metro are interesting. The majority usually just smell. The other day when I was depressed on the way back from work this black man came up to me and handed me a picture that he drew. It was a sketch of me looking depressed. It really made my day.
And then there are the creepy professional older white males who usually hang out in groups. Yes, I know you are undressing me with your eyes, sir, but do you have to be so obvious about it? I’m certain that these Republicans have hippie fetishes. NOTE: I’m not a hippie, I just look like one sometimes. Hmm, maybe I should strike a conversation with one of these guys? I’m not afraid of groups.
The most annoying type of person is the guy that asks people for money so they could “catch the metro.” Yeah right, I’ve seen you here 3 days in a row.
I’ll post more later.
Honestly, I’m getting sick and tired of blogs. And I’ve only started reading a few about 2 days ago. Everyone is an “expert.” Solution: no more reading blogs (except Afghan LORD, because the discussions are hilaaaaaaaaaarious) in my free time. I’m going to use what little free time I have to work on my Persian Dictionary. Speaking of my dictionary, when I asked for suggestions on it I didn’t mean insult my art skills >_> Apparently my background is too “old people” ish. wtf?
I think Rahmon (President of Tajikistan) is taking steps into the right direction. With his changing of his name after Nowroz 2007 and encouraging pride in the Tajik identity and all, I think I am starting to like him.
Now Karzai… not so much. Please stop wearing chapans. It makes me sick to see that beautiful garment over something so hideous.
As for Ahmedinejad… I better not say another word before I get flamed 
You work and work and FOR WHAT? Just to pay the rent, just to pay the bills, just to not become homeless? What is the point of even living? So you can look forward to your one vacation a year? Ugh.
I have no time to do anything anymore. I wish I was still a kid. I miss playing video games and… doing whatever else I used to enjoy doing. Now it’s all rush to the metro, then the bus, then to class, and back, and then chores, and babysitting, and other meaningless crap that you don’t really want to do but have to do. I don’t know how I manage throughout the day with little energy. I started writing my book years ago. I’m no where near finished or where I hoped to be at. I barely have time to update my dictionary. It’s not fair. I can only imagine how busy it will be once I finish school….UGH.