Guitar
My brother is good at it. I am learning practicing it. It couldn’t be that hard. I hope. Hope, the word that makes us fickle. I wonder if we can live without this thing call hope. Hope for the best. Hope for the future. I wish everyone have the mind of pro-darwinism: to think in term of biology, where everything can be deduced to something explainable. Blegh. Babbling Lisyah.
Grandma…
I saw a squirrel outside my house, climbing up the tree.
Grandma…
I should start writing down names of her immediate family. I want to find my Chinese relatives. Who knows they might actually turn out to be someone very famous. Me and my ever materialistic mind.
Speaking of Chinese, I’m learning arabic now. Quranic arabic to be more precise. At least people won’t shit me with religious text when am done with my study.
Offered a house with a dog! A dog. Can you believe it? A house that comes with a dog. 215 inclusive of bills…and a dog. But then would you come if I stay there? Perhaps not. Cat is your thing. Sigh.
Maybe we should start over.
Hi My name is Lisyah. You can call me Ali. Wait…..isn’t it suppose to be the other way round?
I like dogs. I plan to keep a white tiger when I grow old. I want to save all the wild animals from extinction.
I dream to introduce psychology course in UBD one day. I want to share the joy of learning and promote the understanding of a complex species called human. By doing this I hope we could understand each other better.
Signing out. Pft.
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