I was pretty sad because the night before his death i was going to sit with him, but i was too tired from school. My dad said he went quietly, which was something i asked for a while back. I dont know how islam goes about paradise for animals but im more than sure that he's in a better place where he can't feel pain. i wrote a little poem for him.
as you stare
your pains
you'
you'
they took you where
they pette
she sat with you, the maste
she sat with you at night
"
and this beaut
and these
you are perfe
she holds
and you slowl
throu
and into parad
Don't worry i'm getting over it. I had the help of some loved ones to keep me happy. سعید
I've noticed that when i am studying farsi i dont feel like i'm getting any further. Yeah, i'm learning with online lessons but the actual live classes i'm taking. I don't feel like they actually help me. There's only like 7 students in a tiny room and a few of them know farsi but can't read, and the ones who are in the class and dont know farsi at all, they don't want to be there! It feels like i'm the only one with a real reason to be in that class! And either i'm starting in the wrong place or i just don't know enough, it won't matter because its a live class and they move at their own pace. I hate making every one speak english for me when i'm the one who should be trying! but when i do i can't get what i want to say out of my mouth! but then it's like if we don't speak english then we can't actually communicate with out tearing up what we mean.
i dont know why i'm getting myself worked up about this WHEN I SHOULD BE STUDYING!
1 comment:
hey
thanks for reading my babbles! and thanks more for liking them... a rarity at best.
im sorry about your dog...
so where do you live? where do you take farsi classes at?
you're an arts major? college? you say somewhere that youre fifteen...im confused lol
come by again, eventhough these days i dont blog too often
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