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remember the night

In Friends, Holidays, Life, Random on 2012/05/20 at 11:28 am

you’re surrounded by friends. you categorize them as the ones that show up, the ones that show up late but still stop by and those that make a no-show. but you don’t really care or at least not for the time being. everyone knows who you are or they want to know who you are. the music in the background is being played louder and louder by each minute, probably because nobody’s started dancing yet. but you’ve concluded it’s because they’re not drunk enough yet. by the judge of it you can already tell it is to be a good night and by the end, it is. but then why is there this feeling of nothingness. of indifference. how can you feel alone when you’re anything but. how can you think of him when there’s five others eyeing you this very second. you feel ridiculous. how can you even have the nerve to make any complaints, considering. but then again, of what value do we measure ourselves if we don’t rate our own happiness as the ideal intent. “but what is happiness to you?”, one of the five ask.

you know everyone and you know no one. no, correction: everyone knows you and nobody knows you. and time after time you always ask yourself, is it because you never let them in or is it because they never make the extra effort. friends and non-friends, that’s what you should categorize them after.

Spectacular dishes (or: Horrifying aches)

In Friends, Holidays, Life, Travel on 2012/03/07 at 10:07 pm

Reverse three months back. The time is this year’s (or last year’s? you know what I mean) Christmas holidays. Remebering going to a dinner at some family friends, one of those invites where you know the food will be amazing but also terrifyingly excessive. No is not a word you use here, folks. Similar to not taking off your shoes at a formal japanese dinner (where ironically, you shouldn’t say no to any food offerings either for that matter). But hey, what’s a little stomach ache for ya when you have so many wonderful meals and aftermeals to digest. The week after New Year’s was intense though. Apparently, it’s Armenian tradition that the week after New Year’s eve to start gathering or arriving at different dinner invitations to old friends, new friends and so on. My family and I had no idea in the beginning (or in other words, at number one of five invitations we were to attend that very week) so coming somewhat unprepared, we thought we’d stop by for a while and perhaps enjoy some tea and cookies. so so wrong. Instead, imagine a feast fit for kings. Plus their relatives. That pretty much explains how an armenian-week-after-new-year-dinner looks like. So much food and cake and drinks and more food and more cake and so on. A completely unbearable set of experiences, and I mean that in way of saying that the first time was an interesting yet beloved surprise, but after a few of those, fear of what is to come starts circulating one’s thoughts instead. One of these dinners was at my friend Arpi’s place who works in a voluntary programme to help with disabled children in Yerevan. Like me Arpi also inhabits Armenian heritage but has lived in Europe all her life. And like me her mind is set on medicine studies in the future as well. That’s the thing about meeting people abroad, you always become surprised as to how many things you can find in common with completely random people in so many ways possible.

The place Arpi and her co-workers stay at

make up for absence give visual injections as compensation

In Friends, Life on 2011/10/16 at 8:52 pm




When not studying basically. These nights were mere exceptions 
to the chaos I've created for myself nowadays. 
I have no time and yet I make time, something I end up always
enjoying. At least for a while. Then the anxiety kicks in.

memories from a night not too distant

In Friends, Holidays, Life on 2011/09/20 at 8:09 pm

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a week and a half in summation

In Friends, Life, Random, Travel on 2011/09/10 at 5:13 pm

coping with unprecedented events

traveling to the west coast to spend time with a soon lost crew

working monday from ten to seven while realizing it indeed must be my last day there

looking up new people new programme new education at the university all the while not learning a goddam thing

rushing off on a three day get-away with programme of completely unfamiliar people for bonding mambo jambo experiences but serious stuff too, like, dealing with psychosis

having an awesome time at the hesitant trip minus the first-time-ever hurling part, what was that?

coming home and wanting to die of exhaustion but deciding to die with booze and drunk people instead

hitting a pre-party at a corridor for what seems like 40 seconds and then heading to a dancefloor from past days

eating unhealthy but brutally good treats as a power-up to avoid any kind of sign of wanting to sleep my brain out

hitting an after-party at the exact same spot from the corridor before and having such a good time I never want to leave

loving every minute of pissing off the campy campus kids by putting on ‘death electro’ instead of the tenth remix of rihanna’s umbrella

crashing at a friend’s place eating healthy but brutally good treats before sleeping away this recurring déjà vu that is campus life

quick brief of latest happenings

In Friends, Holidays, Life, Travel on 2011/08/10 at 11:43 pm

packing unpacked belongings + going back to a city unimaginably superior to my own + fulfillingly enjoying my fairly new social network + spending my last dime on soon forgotten pleasures + crashing at friendly territories alongside dearest comrades = overall feeling (of) awesome all around

when in another (bigger) city

In Friends, Life, Travel on 2011/07/18 at 8:49 pm

Photos taken in Gothenburg, Sweden

things that keep me from blogging #1

In Friends, Life, Random on 2011/07/05 at 11:05 pm

(The tone of the photo was inspired by a skillful friend of mine, who should get all credit for making this picture look alot more kewl)

 

lyon photo diary, pt. 1

In Friends, Travel on 2011/05/01 at 7:17 pm
























Diner conversations, pt.1

In Film, Friends, Script on 2011/04/23 at 5:01 pm

Man X
So you ran all the way home afterwards ?!

Man Y
Well, yeah! The way they were pounding the guy, they’d probably come after me next,
you know?

Man X
Shit yeah. Man… so, did you call the police when you got home?

Man Y
Uh, no.

Man X
…. wait, what?

Man Y
Why the hell should I do that?

Man X
Dude, they were – literally – beating the living shit out of that guy. And you’re asking yourself why?

Man Y
All I know is, I got out unharmed and uninvolved. I’d like to keep it that way. Besides-

Man X
Okay, first of all: you didn’t get out uninvolved. In fact, you are very much involved here. C’mon man! I can’t believe you’re even saying this to me? That guy could’ve still been lying on the ground there waiting for someone, anyone to come to his aid! I mean-

Man Y
Whoa, whoa, whoa – why are you getting all upset for?

Man X
BECAUSE A MAN WAS HURT BEYOND IMAGINE AND YOU’RE JUST-

Man Y
Okay so here I am, pouring my heart out to you with something that affected me emotionally-

Man X
EMOTIONALLY? How about physically, like, right in your face over and over again?

Man Y
This is the last time I’m ever-

Man X
DON’T turn this around pal! This has NOTHING-

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