..don't know, just wanted to blurrr things in english... i could just write somewhere not on this blog. I won't invite anyone to see this, either stop anyone who's reading.
On Mondays my cycle begins, here we go, getting up is something i don't like, sometimes think why nights are so short and i want to dream further...i do not eat breakfast just drink a cup of tea or water. I walk to the point A and catch a bus to B, there I open the doors with a key card and cameras are watching me already. I can not even fix my bra. In the room C, i see some untrustworthy faces but still smile and say Good morning. I'm at B because I'm interested in expanding my experience in science world, whether it'll be useful or not, I don't know.
Then I catch a bus again back to A where I have to open 6 doors again with cameras all the way. I can not even watch myself in the window how i'm gaining weight, because there's a camera again... Today, I murmurred to myself that I can understand why and how americans go insane and do stupid acts suddenly.
When I started taking english so many years ago, an english teacher told us to dream in english. Yes I do dream in english and talk to myself in english half of the time or so. I think it's a part of my brain that it takes a certain mood when things are in english (american english). Sometimes these foreign languages in my head seem like I am hearing my native language, then I shake my head and imagine how it would be if I were talking to my mom at this moment. At the place A, you rarely see anyone, they just come out in a conference room occationally which makes me think "where the heck these people came out?". Somedays I say no words, just talk to myself silently and wish that there were a better way of spending my youth. But no, wait, i'm doing actually very good deeds but it's not shown everyday in a sort of "shaped" way. That's right.
Also I received a wonderfull letter with full of fantasy words (to me) from someone, and it goes like this:
"Am sure you are very busy with your pursuit for excellence
in your studies. Thats a wonderful ambition & I wish you every
success. Someday I hope you will return to help Mongolia
become a world class nation that prides itself of its glourious
past & a Nation that prides itself as the "largest Empire the
world has ever known". How I wish I could say the same of
my country but we are miles away incomparison. So rejoice
that you are part of a great country!"
I shook my head and smiled, actually laughed laudly with a sence of hopelessness. But! I've got this mad ambition that whatever I put my mind to, every odd success will radiate out of me. I guess it's enough for today...goodnight or good morning to the ones in the East. ;>
On Mondays my cycle begins, here we go, getting up is something i don't like, sometimes think why nights are so short and i want to dream further...i do not eat breakfast just drink a cup of tea or water. I walk to the point A and catch a bus to B, there I open the doors with a key card and cameras are watching me already. I can not even fix my bra. In the room C, i see some untrustworthy faces but still smile and say Good morning. I'm at B because I'm interested in expanding my experience in science world, whether it'll be useful or not, I don't know.
Then I catch a bus again back to A where I have to open 6 doors again with cameras all the way. I can not even watch myself in the window how i'm gaining weight, because there's a camera again... Today, I murmurred to myself that I can understand why and how americans go insane and do stupid acts suddenly.
When I started taking english so many years ago, an english teacher told us to dream in english. Yes I do dream in english and talk to myself in english half of the time or so. I think it's a part of my brain that it takes a certain mood when things are in english (american english). Sometimes these foreign languages in my head seem like I am hearing my native language, then I shake my head and imagine how it would be if I were talking to my mom at this moment. At the place A, you rarely see anyone, they just come out in a conference room occationally which makes me think "where the heck these people came out?". Somedays I say no words, just talk to myself silently and wish that there were a better way of spending my youth. But no, wait, i'm doing actually very good deeds but it's not shown everyday in a sort of "shaped" way. That's right.
Also I received a wonderfull letter with full of fantasy words (to me) from someone, and it goes like this:
"Am sure you are very busy with your pursuit for excellence
in your studies. Thats a wonderful ambition & I wish you every
success. Someday I hope you will return to help Mongolia
become a world class nation that prides itself of its glourious
past & a Nation that prides itself as the "largest Empire the
world has ever known". How I wish I could say the same of
my country but we are miles away incomparison. So rejoice
that you are part of a great country!"
I shook my head and smiled, actually laughed laudly with a sence of hopelessness. But! I've got this mad ambition that whatever I put my mind to, every odd success will radiate out of me. I guess it's enough for today...goodnight or good morning to the ones in the East. ;>
8 comments:
I loved it... :) very very touchy...
;> people like personal things...
You have to do your best for your poorly Mongolian future. Me too...
have too? you too? my best too?
1. have to
2. my best
3. poor Mongolian future
...three issues... ;>
(zochilsond thanks tagtaa ;>)
[smile]
from someone in the east
Jim: Welcome to the tiniest spot in the Интернет Ертөнц.
Ай стил хэв дэ Асуудал with дис блог. Энэ блогийн зарим хуудсийг нээхэд нөгөө л хэдэн алдаа өгөөд байгаа ч ай дон'т уант то би а блоггэр фрийк. Аниуэй, ажил төрөл, амьдрал сайн биз дээ. Монгол хэлний курс чинь ингэхэд юу болж байна даа? Ингэхэд явж гэрийн даалгавараа бас phonetic -ээ сайжруулахгүй юугаа хийгээд л блог хэсээд байна даа?! Кийп ёсэлф уам, дринк а лот оф аарц ок [смайл тоо].
Hello. And Bye.
I say bye I say hello hello hello
(by The Beatles)
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