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Brrrrravo for National Geographic. On the link provided, if you scroll down, there is actually a whole portion that speaks of Turkish denial of the genocide.
Slowly but surely, we're getting there.
By the way, are there more pictures in the magazine than on the site? As there aren't really any pictures of the cities, yevayln..
the pictures that are on the site arent in the magazine. except for the one with part of the flag and the dancers. thats the "cover" picture. there is beautiful picture of yerevan and ararat. im too lazy to go upstairs to my room and check the mag but there are about 6 or 7 more pictures.
Today was a wonderful day. First I woke up to a wonderful thumping sound, in fact I bolted, since it sounded more like Fat Bastard running through the apartment. As I rose and rubbed my eyes I realized that it was the radiator which apparently was suffering from constipation, I can only assume due to the fact that the whole night it was cold and towards the morning the rumbling sounds and outbursts of heat filled up the air.
After managing to solve the mysterious noise I proceeded to the bathroom, where I heard a crunch, not being able to figure out the origin I continued and realized that my foot was sliding on something slippery. As I lifted it I realized that it was a gigantic water bug, his fate was not a fortunate one, since he turned into a thick porridge.
Well then I decided to finish all the minor things and left my home in a hurry. As I got in the train, I felt someone poke me from behind, no it wasn't an anxious man, but rather a very happy lady who was not holding on to the pole and chose to balance herself on the ground and pretend she was a great “subway athlete”. Well I turned away, rolling my eyes, like this -> . However the poke continued, as I turned around in a surprised irritation I realized now that she was laughing, yes she happen to be one of those very happy ones that talk to themselves and carry a coat that looked like it was aged beyond its years. I moved away, and instead was faced with a Preacher Man, who was screaming about pornography and God, I told him that people in the next car would feel very deprived from his informative lecture and that he perhaps would like to do the good deed and enlighten them instead. He looked at me with an outrage, this is after 20 minutes of his screaming. He got off at the next stop.
Well dear diary, that is all for now. I am going to get a glass of warm milk now and return to you later.
havnetsa, anshoushd. kezi shad geh havnim. hahahaha... damn.. LOL. yeah, I told you already, I like you too much, in this order though: 1) sSsflameSsS 2) fstkhnan.
Yeah, I have to go out and buy the National Geographic. hmmm
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