Thursday, September 27


Last night I just took out old pictures..
Some pictures that really made me smile... I was that fat?? In many pictures I look so funny and noisy that I felt proud of myself for being that noisy kid :D but of course I will not share the ones that you shouldnt see such as with panty etc... I would really want to have such a cute picture with diaper but unfortunately I quickly learnt not to poo pee when I was 20 months so my mom never needed to tie diaper unlike my sisters as they used to pee till their 7s :D:D:D  Anywayyyyyy...

1# my mom and dad in 1972, newly weds.. mom was 17 and dad was 24
2# my sisters, elder was 6 and eldest was 10
3# my elder sister (16) and me (3)
4# me (3)
5# me (3)
6# me (3) and my eldest sister (20)
7# the same day again..she used to like me a lot ahahah I really dont know why I was trolling :D
8# me (4) I used to have longer hair
9# my niece (few months) and me (4) .. I used to hate mom whenever she takes me to the hairdresser as she would really tell them cut too short that would make me cry at the end...
It is obvious that my sisters were the same (e.g pict 2)
By the way I am in almost all pictures after I was born... It is really good to have such a great age difference because I was raised as if I am the only little girl in my family... ^^ Sistersssss please dont feel jealous of me :P or get jealous :DDD
Beyza: you made my day little B.
Little B: well, thank you as it is my job but now I need to go as I have a mission to keep being noisy around till make people angry.
Beyza: OK. Maybe see you someday again.
Little B: Call me whenever you wish as I am there, in the deepest core of your soul..Just remember me.
Beyza: I will ...

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I'll never forget you but I'll be gone

Hamlet: 3. Perde 1. Sahne

" En zengin hediyeleri değersiz bulur soylu yürekler, onları veren sevmez olunca artık... " 
Hamlet: Act III - Scene I
OPHELIA: My lord, I have remembrances of yours,
That I have longed long to re-deliver;
I pray you, now receive them.
HAMLET: No, not I;
I never gave you aught.
OPHELIA: My honour'd lord, you know right well you did;
And, with them, words of so sweet breath composed
As made the things more rich: their perfume lost,
Take these again; for to the noble mind
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
There, my lord.
I just recalled my Shakespeare class...

There are always some people whom we love more than others because they either become our gf/bf or husband/wife.. Sometimes things go so wrong and as circumstances dont allow you to be together, either you or the significant other decides that it is better to break up. The one who is said "goodbye" suffers more generally because s/he never expects that.. Yea I can get this but I need an answer to this question below:

What to do with the stuff?
A. Burn them all
B. Throw out of window
C. Keep them
C1. to hope that you'll be reunited again
C2. for collection to show your grandsons
C3. to set a museum for exhibition
D. Donate/sell them
D1. donate poor people
D2. sell&exhange them in jewellery store
E. Send them back to person who gave you
F. Bury them and forget the place
G. Assure your parents to put them away from your sight
H. Give it to your one of your close friend to post them to her/him when something bad happens to you

Too multiple¿? Maybe you could tell me your opinion as I really dont have an idea.

O' memories, memories, memories...
Neither they fade away
Nor give up chasing your way.


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