Hengameh’s Weblog

I have a nice, colorful, well-designed calendar on my desk. Today I was checking some dates on it and saw a piece of poem for December month. I recorded it and this is the poem, which has written by Augusto Fredrico Schmidt.

“A serene sorrow has captured me.

Has grasped my hands, wetted my eyes.

And is taking me, frozen by the frost of the ruthless lands.

To the tepid warmth of one’s own house.”

This is the voice:

http://www.box.net/shared/l303zoodbp

Come on, Don’t judge me. I am not an English person; I know my pronunciation ruined the beauty of this poem.

But the Farsi version of this, is here and I am pretty sure, this is much more better than the English one:

http://www.box.net/shared/uzglily5qm

I have brought this plant from a place that I don’t like it. But I love my plant.

When winter shows itself by cloudy sky, I woul start worrying about my plant because it needs the light. Thanks to the sun, and my apartment’s large window spreading the light on my little, tiny, patient, lovely plant.

Plant

Exactly when I didn’t expect to go and I was just practicing on my English to have a chnace even a slim chance to go somewhere to study abroad, I got an email from a university.

Today I went to the Sweden Embassy and give them all of necessary documents.Now I am just waiting to get my visa and after it email the program manager to handle the accommodation there.

Ronneby will be a small city in Sweden  for a person like me. My friends say me that I will be died out of lonlieness.

Recently, I have known someone who has been admitted in the university and the major like mine. I made a friend with her but actually just by my email and cell phone. Thanks to the technology and the Internet.

Cross your fingers for me and wish me luck.

Oh! My God!

I have admitted in a Swedish university after long time anticipation.

I can go there, study more and more and compensate for my lazy time that I have passed without researching and updating.

The only matter is money and my life here. My people I mean.

I think I will handle it although in this age this kind of risky going away of my people will be hard for me.

Almost every day my passion through my relations is increasing and now I am ready to go and I am in a kind of hurry. I believe that I am old and today I felt it more because I got afraid of going there alone with no one there.

The first thing was to know about population in that city, their age, their hobbies. I think I used to miss people and regular life of mine. I am old and because of this I can’t get ready soon for quitting. Such a cruel life.

By the way, I will go to the Sweden embassy next week. J I will be completely ready to go in a few days.