July 2010
4 posts
Sometimes..
Sometimes I hear a song, a melody.. I start dreaming, slowly falling asleep. It sounds so relaxing, so comforting.. I feel a slight breeze, and I find myself outside amongst the trees, under the night sky—listening to the tune. Maybe it’s a concert, maybe it’s not. I start remembering moments I never lived, memories I never had.. I see my mom, smiling. I see myself, young.....
Hotel Room Service
We at the hotel, motel, Holiday Inn..
I guess it’s about time to share my hotel diaries. First off, this hotel I am managing is not what you probably think it is.. It’s a boutique; therefore, a small place, has 8 rooms, and prices range from $160 to $200 per night. This includes breakfast, five o’clock tea, unlimited tea and bottled water, and a grand dinner.. Ugh, I feel like...
Mor ve Ötesi - Aşk İçinde
This is for all.
The Airborne Toxic Event - Sometime Around...
May 2010
2 posts
Luck?
Sometimes people vie so much to get that one in a million chance that will change their lives forever. They try, and try relentlessly hoping to be the lucky winner. What is luck anyways? People who win at gambling are deemed lucky, or people who go against the odds and profit. However, are they lucky because they get something good in the end, or because they manage to experience a very rare...
Must-read joke.
Usually, I don’t post things that I don’t write other than quotes, but I felt like this joke nailed so many things in the head. I mean, if you look at it from a social, economical standpoint, it’s not even funny, and it’s tragic—tragically true. Enjoy!
An American investment banker was walking by the pier of a coastal Mexican village when a fisherman docked his...
April 2010
2 posts
The reality.
My last entry (now deleted) informed that there was a long post coming soon. It’s not. The reality is that no one would want to read a long post, and I am too lazy to write one (I wouldn’t be too surprised, however, if this post ends up becoming a long one.. Once I start writing, I just can’t stop.) However, I think I can sum up my life to all who’s interested since...
February 2010
2 posts
The Roots - Baby
January 2010
3 posts
Journey to Greece
Okay, so it’s more like the bordertown of Greece, but the people were Greek! I am absolutely not going to base my ideas about Greeks on this little trip, I have an Athens trip this summer I am looking forward to for that. For personal reasons, I had to leave my country, and then return at a later date. Don’t worry, it wasn’t anything sketchy—however, that was the general...
December 2009
6 posts
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love...”
– Robert Nesta Marley
“Cinsel ilişki diye bir şey yoktur; cinsel ilişki üstüne söylenen söz vardır...”
– Bülent Somay, Bir Şeyler Eksik
Zeki Müren - Annem
November 2009
3 posts
Feeling good..
Nearly five years had passed since I last walked through the corridors of my high school. The first time I went after returning to Turkey was a couple weeks ago for a reunion party. The second time, the subject of this blog post, was last Friday. I always listened to my elders talk about how they felt when they returned years later to some special place—but I never understood. That changed a...
Aimee Mann - Save Me
October 2009
3 posts
First couple hours in Malatya..
Malatya’s airport was tiny. I was expecting something much more different. I continued into the baggage claim area, and started waiting for my baggage along with the other passengers. All of a sudden I heard someone shout “Kaan Özkarahan!” I turned my back to see who it was—it was a tall police officer. I walked up to him and introduced myself. He asked me to accompany him,...
Fly on an airplane..
Life is spontaneous. I am currently on an airplane to Malatya, a Turkish city in the Southeast. It was quite an impulsive decision. I was tired and uneasy last night, and slept until noon today. When I woke up I realized that my mind wanted to leave Istanbul, but my body was stuck there. One thought led to another, and in twenty minutes I found myself confirming my ticket purchase to Malatya. All...
Rammstein - Haifisch
September 2009
8 posts
Dysfunctional
Hospital visits have become one of my activities. Sometimes it’s to see a doctor, and sometimes it’s for physical therapy. Recently, I had a surgery too. Apparently, the trauma that occurred caused something called Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy Syndrome. There are lots of literature about this disease, however, it seems that most sufferers see, on average, five doctors before a correct...
Gym Class Heroes - Cookie Jar
I like girls, ...
Daft Punk - Face to Face / Short Circuit
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Daft Punk - Ouverture
Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun
Oasis - Don’t Go Away
What's on your mind?
There are many things on my mind. The mind is a metaphysical concept after all. What exactly is the mind, anyways? It is a part of the brain? Is it the brain itself? Do our minds represent our souls or are they there only to compute basic math equations? There’s a lot of gray matter in our heads that’s for sure. Who knows what’s exactly on your mind. You might be thinking...
The Teenagers - Homecoming
[male] I fucked my...
August 2009
12 posts
KT Tunstall - Girl and the Ghost
(500) Days of Summer..
Here is an interesting review I stumbled upon —
I watched the movie with a girl that is literally like Summer in so many ways. We also got involved in similar ways.. Started out as FWB, then we both went our own ways, then I showed up again one day at work when she had a BF—I admit, I messed that up. Then we became this mess with no name to it, and finally after months of ups and downs...
Life sucks 99%.
These days are not going so well. However, I need to tough it out for a couple more days and I will be far away from the things that constantly disappoint me. The things that constantly sadden me—why so much sadness? I think it is because I placed so much faith and care in them in the first place. I shouldn’t have, but I don’t regret it. I still believe I made the right decisions...
Breakestra - Cramp Your Style
Baby, sometimes...
Farewell, San Diego. →
I do know.
Sometimes, when you are unable to express your emotions or give reasons for your feelings, it helps to borrow from what others have said and expressed. It kills me to stay speechless every time I am asked that question—“why do you love me?” What makes it worse is that I end up saying, “I don’t know,” like an idiot. What veracity can there be in those feelings if one does not know their cause?...
WatchThe morning of our flight out of Big Island, we spotted this gecko at a popular breakfast location. Shot with HV30, and edited with FCP. The colors of this reptile are amazing.
“You got the wrong girl, Sam.”
– Sharon Stone, Casino (1995)
My first screenplay, written in class.
Adam: Hey, did you hear that Andrew is from Iowa?
John: What? Iowa?
Adam: Yeah. You know, somewhere in the middle. Lots of farmers.
John: First of all, I know of Iowa, thank you. Second, I don't think you should be generalizing like that.
Adam: Why not?
John: What do you mean why not?
Adam: You know that stereotypes are based on truths, right?
John: That's dumb. Most stereotypes are just ignorant exaggerations...
Adam: That are based on a real facts!
John: Look, it doesn't matter what they're based on! Just because they are based on true facts doesn't necessarily mean that the stereotypes are true.
Adam: Not necessarily... yes, but most of the time they are.
John: Are we seriously discussing this? I am sorry, but I am doubting our friendship right now.
Adam: Look John, I am not racist, or sexist!
John: I didn't say that.
Adam: Yes, you did! You're calling me racist just because I called Andrew a farmer.
John: That doesn't make any sense...
Adam: I am White, he is White. How can I possibly be racist?
John: Adam, I think you're confusing the concepts. I didn't call you racist. You're just too damn ignorant.
Adam: You realize we're both going to the same school, right? How does it feel going to school with an "ignorant" person like me?
John: Honestly, I ask that same question to myself everyday. Here's the thing--let's not talk about this anymore. How was your weekend?
Adam: Okay, fine! It was alright. I hung out with some friends. Went to the beach, you know, the usual.
John: Hmm, that's it?
Adam: Well, there was this one girl I bumped into. She was really cute.
John: Oh yeah, what's her name?
Adam: Her name is Chloe.
John: That's a pretty name. Did you get her number?
Adam: Yup! Her area code was different. Turns out, she's from Berkeley!
John: Berkeley?
Adam: Yeah, why?
John: Those damn tree-huggers.
Paper due tomorrow.
However, I can’t find the strength in myself to start it. Thankfully, the professor allowed me to take my final as a take-home instead of a 8 AM final that took place yesterday, due to my injury. Honestly, I have been busy with my injury literally for the past two weeks—the pain also gets to me sometimes. I mean, it doesn’t hurt that bad, but the problem is that it’s an...
July 2009
6 posts
Interpol - Rest My Chemistry
Where to start?
So many things have happened this past two weeks; I don’t know where to begin. Let’s start with my current situation—I am currently on crutches, and can be easily considered a disabled person for the next 6-8 weeks. Last Monday (7/20), I rolled my ankle while playing squash—yes, squash.
Here’s how it went down. I was chillin’ at home when Hamish called and asked...
Lupe Fiasco - Little Weapon