Tuesday, January 31, 2006
does the guilt taste like licorice? i bet it tastes like licorice
I should really do my homework. That's right, I actually have homework. Shock! I gotta write my approach paper. I'm considering just doing it tomorrow, I did the last approach paper during study hall.
I'd better plan out my homework schedule. Ahem.
Tonight. I will do my Spanish homework, which consists of a worksheet that is an insult to my intelligence and experience.
Tomorrow during art, since I have finished my stupid turtle, I will do my math homework, which means I need to bring my book to art. Put that in note-to-self form. It's nine paragraphs with some stats that asks what the population is and the sample is for each. I can just write some stuff down, no big deal. Then during fifth period I shall write my approach paper on Owen Meany.
Oh yeah, then after school I'm stayin after with Steve and Sandra so we can finish our gosh dang group work which has been sitting on our shoulders pretty much forever.
Maybe if I'm feeling really ambitious, I'll outline the approach tonight so I can just type it up tomorrow. Maybe. See look at this, I'm amazing at time management. I always know what I'm doing and when I have to do it. I mean seriously, otherwise in art tomorrow I'd just be sitting there. I always make use of my time. Cuz I'm that cool.
Tomorow night since there's no Makom I'm goin to the synagogue to help make some signs for MIDWINTER, which is in THREE DAYS. Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
I'd better plan out my homework schedule. Ahem.
Tonight. I will do my Spanish homework, which consists of a worksheet that is an insult to my intelligence and experience.
Tomorrow during art, since I have finished my stupid turtle, I will do my math homework, which means I need to bring my book to art. Put that in note-to-self form. It's nine paragraphs with some stats that asks what the population is and the sample is for each. I can just write some stuff down, no big deal. Then during fifth period I shall write my approach paper on Owen Meany.
Oh yeah, then after school I'm stayin after with Steve and Sandra so we can finish our gosh dang group work which has been sitting on our shoulders pretty much forever.
Maybe if I'm feeling really ambitious, I'll outline the approach tonight so I can just type it up tomorrow. Maybe. See look at this, I'm amazing at time management. I always know what I'm doing and when I have to do it. I mean seriously, otherwise in art tomorrow I'd just be sitting there. I always make use of my time. Cuz I'm that cool.
Tomorow night since there's no Makom I'm goin to the synagogue to help make some signs for MIDWINTER, which is in THREE DAYS. Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
Monday, January 30, 2006
like a comet pulled from orbit, as it passes the sun
Interesting day. Not really much I can say just here. I've been listening to the Wicked soundtrack for a while and just relaxing pretty much.
I gotta say, being in advanced shop is hella nice. Me and Carl are pretty much the only ones in there save the shop 1 kids, and we just pretty much work on our own and do whatever we want. I'm actually doing so much better cuz I'm just working on my own. I'm making some sort of box...thing. With a menorah on top. So yeah.
That's pretty much all to say today. Oh I had my first stupid substance abuse class again. Adam and Momo are in there, so that's nice. Once again, we have to do a pamphlet on marijuana. What the hell is this? It's not even a graduation requirement. Some kids get it and some kids don't. It's fucked up.
So I'm gonna go shower and get all clean. Goodnight.
I gotta say, being in advanced shop is hella nice. Me and Carl are pretty much the only ones in there save the shop 1 kids, and we just pretty much work on our own and do whatever we want. I'm actually doing so much better cuz I'm just working on my own. I'm making some sort of box...thing. With a menorah on top. So yeah.
That's pretty much all to say today. Oh I had my first stupid substance abuse class again. Adam and Momo are in there, so that's nice. Once again, we have to do a pamphlet on marijuana. What the hell is this? It's not even a graduation requirement. Some kids get it and some kids don't. It's fucked up.
So I'm gonna go shower and get all clean. Goodnight.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
no one mourns the wicked
We just got back from NYC. I love New York. :-D
We ate lunch at the Carnegie Deli. I didn't like it. Places like that make me lose my appetite. See, it's small and dirty and crowded, but I guess since there's a bunch of autographed pictures of "celebrities" on the walls the management figures it doesn't need to be nice. The waiters are rude and annoying and the food was so-so. I mean, I only ordered some matzoh ball soup. That was fine. The one thing I did like was that we got to share tables with other customers, and they were funny and also complained about the service. It annoys me sometimes how these supposedly famous restaurants can just abandon all manners of restaurantry because a couple of people who were in Law and Order once ate there. Whatever.
Then some crazy fun shopping, where I got a bunch of cds that I had been lacking and a hat because it was raining.
Thennnnnnnnnnn Wicked!! It was at the Gershwin Theatre. The set was really amazing. A huge brushed tin-looking mechanical dragon bust protruded above the stage and I liked how they didn't try to hide its mechanisms, the ropes holding it up were clear and totally visible. It reminded me of the costumes in the Lion King, how the actors were visible as well. That was nice. Glinda was really cute and funny and Elphaba was really good too. I wonder what they sprayed her with to make it so her green skin paint didn't come off when the other actors touched her. I liked how as the play progressed her voice became more and more crazy and wicked witchlike. They tied in funny little things from the original film as well, which was cute, and even though they completely twisted the plot of the novel Wicked, they did a good adaptation of it. They took out most of the politics, though. They probably would have confused people who hadn't read the book.
So that was awesome, then we went and had dinner at Grand Central and hopped on the train and came home. On the train up and back I started reading The Ciderhouse Rules, which I realized was not just a movie with whatshisname, but a really good John Irving book. You know, John Irving, author of A Prayer for Owen Meany? Well I realized that I really loved that book and I'm totally loving Ciderhouse too. It's one of those books I can just get into. Not that I can relate to any of it at all, but I don't need to. It's one of those rare ones where I can just completely tune out everything else and READ. I didn't even get motion sickness from the stupid bumpy train. So yay.
Friday is Midwinter!!! I'm so excitedddd. For those of you not in the know, my chapter, MOUSY (Milford-Orange USY) is hosting this convention. That's a HUGE deal, considering my chapter has been fairly dead for the past year or two. It means that Hanefesh is recognizing that my chapter is still there and still awesome. I'm so happyyyyyy. I might even manage to finagle my way out of school on Friday to go set up and stuff and just generally sit around the synagogue enjoying this great triumph. Ahhhhhh thank Hashem for USY.
Other than that there's a full week of school ahead, and I actually have homework to do for once. So blahhhh. But I'm still in a good mood. Time to shower. Goodnight!
We ate lunch at the Carnegie Deli. I didn't like it. Places like that make me lose my appetite. See, it's small and dirty and crowded, but I guess since there's a bunch of autographed pictures of "celebrities" on the walls the management figures it doesn't need to be nice. The waiters are rude and annoying and the food was so-so. I mean, I only ordered some matzoh ball soup. That was fine. The one thing I did like was that we got to share tables with other customers, and they were funny and also complained about the service. It annoys me sometimes how these supposedly famous restaurants can just abandon all manners of restaurantry because a couple of people who were in Law and Order once ate there. Whatever.
Then some crazy fun shopping, where I got a bunch of cds that I had been lacking and a hat because it was raining.
Thennnnnnnnnnn Wicked!! It was at the Gershwin Theatre. The set was really amazing. A huge brushed tin-looking mechanical dragon bust protruded above the stage and I liked how they didn't try to hide its mechanisms, the ropes holding it up were clear and totally visible. It reminded me of the costumes in the Lion King, how the actors were visible as well. That was nice. Glinda was really cute and funny and Elphaba was really good too. I wonder what they sprayed her with to make it so her green skin paint didn't come off when the other actors touched her. I liked how as the play progressed her voice became more and more crazy and wicked witchlike. They tied in funny little things from the original film as well, which was cute, and even though they completely twisted the plot of the novel Wicked, they did a good adaptation of it. They took out most of the politics, though. They probably would have confused people who hadn't read the book.
So that was awesome, then we went and had dinner at Grand Central and hopped on the train and came home. On the train up and back I started reading The Ciderhouse Rules, which I realized was not just a movie with whatshisname, but a really good John Irving book. You know, John Irving, author of A Prayer for Owen Meany? Well I realized that I really loved that book and I'm totally loving Ciderhouse too. It's one of those books I can just get into. Not that I can relate to any of it at all, but I don't need to. It's one of those rare ones where I can just completely tune out everything else and READ. I didn't even get motion sickness from the stupid bumpy train. So yay.
Friday is Midwinter!!! I'm so excitedddd. For those of you not in the know, my chapter, MOUSY (Milford-Orange USY) is hosting this convention. That's a HUGE deal, considering my chapter has been fairly dead for the past year or two. It means that Hanefesh is recognizing that my chapter is still there and still awesome. I'm so happyyyyyy. I might even manage to finagle my way out of school on Friday to go set up and stuff and just generally sit around the synagogue enjoying this great triumph. Ahhhhhh thank Hashem for USY.
Other than that there's a full week of school ahead, and I actually have homework to do for once. So blahhhh. But I'm still in a good mood. Time to shower. Goodnight!
Saturday, January 28, 2006
there is a house in new orleans
I'm in a fairly bleh mood. I'm supposed to go to the GSA teen night tonight but I don't really want to. I wanna go out but I don't know where. Then I feel bad cuz I didn't go to the last GSA meeting and it's supposed to raise money for us. Boo.
Last night was fun at Danny's. Spent most of it chillin with Momo. Near the end of the night we just huddled up under a blanket behind the foozball table and started mumbling nonsense that actually made sense to us. Having friends who understand your creepy idiot language is fun. :-D Everyone else pretty much played video games, but eventually after me and Momo got back from our walk some of the guys brought back donuts and they were quickly consumed. Then we went home. Goodnight.
This morning I got up for karate. My mom had to just drop me off at Olympic kinda early cuz she had to be somewhere so I got to eat breakfast. I went to class and pretty much just hung out at the studio most of the morning since not many people showed up for the next couple of classes. Then I went back to Olympic for lunch and went home.
I love Olympic Donuts. I got in and out of there with breakfast and lunch in less than five bucks. Five bucks! For two meals, that's crazy. Plus the peoples are really nice and sometimes they give me free donuts.
So yeah, I don't really know what's up tonight. Blahh. Maybe I'll stay home and actually do laundry for once.
Last night was fun at Danny's. Spent most of it chillin with Momo. Near the end of the night we just huddled up under a blanket behind the foozball table and started mumbling nonsense that actually made sense to us. Having friends who understand your creepy idiot language is fun. :-D Everyone else pretty much played video games, but eventually after me and Momo got back from our walk some of the guys brought back donuts and they were quickly consumed. Then we went home. Goodnight.
This morning I got up for karate. My mom had to just drop me off at Olympic kinda early cuz she had to be somewhere so I got to eat breakfast. I went to class and pretty much just hung out at the studio most of the morning since not many people showed up for the next couple of classes. Then I went back to Olympic for lunch and went home.
I love Olympic Donuts. I got in and out of there with breakfast and lunch in less than five bucks. Five bucks! For two meals, that's crazy. Plus the peoples are really nice and sometimes they give me free donuts.
So yeah, I don't really know what's up tonight. Blahh. Maybe I'll stay home and actually do laundry for once.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
some of it is transcendental, some of it's just really dumb
Allo.
Tomorrow's gonna be an annoying school day. I think we start our second semester classes but it's a Friday so bleh. The only class that's changing for me is CriVi, which is becoming Statistics, hereafter referred to as Stat. But I had today and yesterday off, which was so good. I slept late, I ate tons of snacks, and I hung out with M and Momo. It was great.
Yesterday was our last day of first semester classes at Makom. Next semester I'm taking Senior Seminar (which is required) and Israeli Dance! So that's gonna be totally cool. I'll miss embroidery though, yesterday Nina spent the whole period making fun of Molly's lewd photos on her myspace, and it was totally hilarious. And I like Mr. Sheps, even if he only talks about Israeli politics, he's still very cool.
Today I rode Pooh. He's silly. You're not allowed to even carry a crop with him and you're not allowed to kick him at all cuz he'll buck or take off. You just have to tense your legs really hard. And sometimes when jumping he just stops short in front of the jumps but today we jumped like eight times and he sailed over them all. So yay. :-D
I just gave Sage a bath cuz she got out this morning and of course ran right into the swamp. So she stunk really really bad. We didn't have dog shampoo so I used Loreal Kids. She smells like watermelon. :-p Now I'm gonna go shower myself, because I probably smell like dog.
Tomorrow's gonna be an annoying school day. I think we start our second semester classes but it's a Friday so bleh. The only class that's changing for me is CriVi, which is becoming Statistics, hereafter referred to as Stat. But I had today and yesterday off, which was so good. I slept late, I ate tons of snacks, and I hung out with M and Momo. It was great.
Yesterday was our last day of first semester classes at Makom. Next semester I'm taking Senior Seminar (which is required) and Israeli Dance! So that's gonna be totally cool. I'll miss embroidery though, yesterday Nina spent the whole period making fun of Molly's lewd photos on her myspace, and it was totally hilarious. And I like Mr. Sheps, even if he only talks about Israeli politics, he's still very cool.
Today I rode Pooh. He's silly. You're not allowed to even carry a crop with him and you're not allowed to kick him at all cuz he'll buck or take off. You just have to tense your legs really hard. And sometimes when jumping he just stops short in front of the jumps but today we jumped like eight times and he sailed over them all. So yay. :-D
I just gave Sage a bath cuz she got out this morning and of course ran right into the swamp. So she stunk really really bad. We didn't have dog shampoo so I used Loreal Kids. She smells like watermelon. :-p Now I'm gonna go shower myself, because I probably smell like dog.
Monday, January 23, 2006
why are you all sitting in the dark?
That was freaking hilarious. We basically broke into Mrs. Greenstone's room before she got there today and all sat down without turning the lights on, intending to scare Mrs. Greenstone and thinking we were the cleverest things ever. Mrs. Greenstone walks in and just goes, "why are you all sitting here in the dark?" It was hilarious and amazing and I love my English class.
In between each exam there's a fifteen minute break. Some kids go right to their next test and some don't. I do not. After English I went with Momo to see her painting and I hung out there for about ten minutes. A few minutes before the next test, I literally sauntered into the Spanish room, where everyone was seated in neat little rows and I was laughing so hard inside. Mrs. Convertino put me in a row by myself, which I think is indicative basically of me being in the class at all. I am just off on my own in that class. The exam wasn't brutal, just freaking long and I got really bored.
After exams me and Momo and Danny went to Pop's and I ate pancakes and it was amazing because I love pancakes. Then we went back to Danny's and studied. As in, Momo sort of studied and me and Danny played video games. Then Momo left and me and Danny continued playing video games for like three hours, at which point I came home and Danny went to work. Tonight I gotta at least glance at my CriVi stuff. Tomorrow I get to sleep a bit late and then I have Wednesday and Thursday off, which is SO fantastic. I'm completely lovin this week.
Party on Friday, then GSA teen night on Saturday, then Wicked on Sunday!!
In between each exam there's a fifteen minute break. Some kids go right to their next test and some don't. I do not. After English I went with Momo to see her painting and I hung out there for about ten minutes. A few minutes before the next test, I literally sauntered into the Spanish room, where everyone was seated in neat little rows and I was laughing so hard inside. Mrs. Convertino put me in a row by myself, which I think is indicative basically of me being in the class at all. I am just off on my own in that class. The exam wasn't brutal, just freaking long and I got really bored.
After exams me and Momo and Danny went to Pop's and I ate pancakes and it was amazing because I love pancakes. Then we went back to Danny's and studied. As in, Momo sort of studied and me and Danny played video games. Then Momo left and me and Danny continued playing video games for like three hours, at which point I came home and Danny went to work. Tonight I gotta at least glance at my CriVi stuff. Tomorrow I get to sleep a bit late and then I have Wednesday and Thursday off, which is SO fantastic. I'm completely lovin this week.
Party on Friday, then GSA teen night on Saturday, then Wicked on Sunday!!
Saturday, January 21, 2006
today is where your book begins
I like that song, it's really happy and it reminds me of summer.
Speaking of which, it's getting to be that time of year when I can't wait till spring. I love spring. It's warm and bright and it just makes feel happy and hopeful. Winter is lovely as well, but spring is about rebirth and colors and Aviva and running around in grass without shoes. Now is the time of year when I get sick of cold and long for the ability to wear a t-shirt outside and run around and be happy and jump around and do cartwheels in a field.
Right now I'm sitting here listening to the Jess Mix, which is still one my favorite CDs that I own. I mean come on, it's got all the best stuff. Superchick, the Postal Service, Queen, and lots of others. What more could I ask for?
You guys know that long pink flowery skirt I own? Well today I flipped to creative mode and now it's a totally cool dress! It's really happy-looking and flowy and also reminds me of spring and summer. I might even wear it to cotillion, cuz it's knee-length and pretty and it'll be airy enough to dance in cuz cotillion's in June. Ah, June. How I long for thee.
Last night I walked around downtown with Danny for a while and we just talked, then we both went to Susan's and we watched Curious George and talked about nightmares and there were lots of laughs. :-D Tonight I'm goin to Cafe to hang with M and meet da new boyfriend.
I like our Milford weekends. It's nice we have habits and traditions and things to look back on. Sorry to get all senior-reflective and crap, but I'm glad to have enjoyed high school. I'm not gonna miss it, but I'll look back on it fondly I think.
Tomorrow is Susan's birthday. Happy Big 1-8! You're an...ugh..."adult"... now. Love ya!
Speaking of which, it's getting to be that time of year when I can't wait till spring. I love spring. It's warm and bright and it just makes feel happy and hopeful. Winter is lovely as well, but spring is about rebirth and colors and Aviva and running around in grass without shoes. Now is the time of year when I get sick of cold and long for the ability to wear a t-shirt outside and run around and be happy and jump around and do cartwheels in a field.
Right now I'm sitting here listening to the Jess Mix, which is still one my favorite CDs that I own. I mean come on, it's got all the best stuff. Superchick, the Postal Service, Queen, and lots of others. What more could I ask for?
You guys know that long pink flowery skirt I own? Well today I flipped to creative mode and now it's a totally cool dress! It's really happy-looking and flowy and also reminds me of spring and summer. I might even wear it to cotillion, cuz it's knee-length and pretty and it'll be airy enough to dance in cuz cotillion's in June. Ah, June. How I long for thee.
Last night I walked around downtown with Danny for a while and we just talked, then we both went to Susan's and we watched Curious George and talked about nightmares and there were lots of laughs. :-D Tonight I'm goin to Cafe to hang with M and meet da new boyfriend.
I like our Milford weekends. It's nice we have habits and traditions and things to look back on. Sorry to get all senior-reflective and crap, but I'm glad to have enjoyed high school. I'm not gonna miss it, but I'll look back on it fondly I think.
Tomorrow is Susan's birthday. Happy Big 1-8! You're an...ugh..."adult"... now. Love ya!
Thursday, January 19, 2006
havana gang brawl - oh where will you sleep tonight?
Today was good good.
Today's observation: By the end of third period, my hands are always REALLY dirty, which I find funny. See, first period I have art. I can get anything on my hands there. Paint, charcoal, and more recently, plaster. So I got plaster from the stupid turtle I'm making and paint from helping Jen with her print. Second period I have shop. There I usually get hot glue, wood shavings, woodstain, and polyurethane all over my hands from various projects. Then third period I have drafting, where my hands just get covered in lead.
Let us review. By third period, my hands are covered in:
Today's observation: By the end of third period, my hands are always REALLY dirty, which I find funny. See, first period I have art. I can get anything on my hands there. Paint, charcoal, and more recently, plaster. So I got plaster from the stupid turtle I'm making and paint from helping Jen with her print. Second period I have shop. There I usually get hot glue, wood shavings, woodstain, and polyurethane all over my hands from various projects. Then third period I have drafting, where my hands just get covered in lead.
Let us review. By third period, my hands are covered in:
- paint
- charcoal
- plaster
- hot glue
- wood shavings
- woodstain
- polyurethane
- lead
That is my my hands are always hilariously disgusting after third period. That is when I wash them and Purell them so I can go to my "academic" classes all fresh and clean. Just thought I'd point it out because it entertains me.
Anyways. In Crime and Violence, or Cri'n'Vi, as Wendy and I like to call it, we continue to watch countless movies on various mobsters-turned-informants, and I continue to work on my embroidery. As a result, it is almost finished. This makes me happy. In English we worked in our groups (me, Sandra, and Steve) and we didn't get a whole lot done, but we all shot down each other's ideas (in a nice, funny way) and fiddled around with the stapler which was highly entertaining.
At riding today I rode Abbie. She was so good! We did pretty much everything awesomely. The basis of today's class was "polishing" for the shows, which I do not plan to be in, but it was good review anyways. We had to do this course of two jumps with three strides in between, and then three jumps with three strides in between. On my way to the first of the three-jump line, I cut the corner too short and Abbie was too far away from the jump to jump it but to close to add another stride so, being the hero she is, she LEAPT like seven feet (not seven feet high, seven feet across) to get over the jump and she DID! It was like flying and it was awesome. Then of course we sailed right over the remaining two jumps.
At karate we did this drill where we had to do all our combinations with belts and think of ways to wrap our partners up in the belts. I commented on how the art of belt-fighting should be an Olympic sport, and made sound effects whenever it was my turn. (WHOOSH! Fwap! Kabam!) So that was fun.
And now here I am, it's Thursday and tomorrow is Friday, a Friday where we hopefully don't do much cuz it's almost midterms. I gotta write an ensayo for Spanish during my study hall (BLAH!) but it's okay cuz I'll have second period study as well, seeing as I finished my drafting stuff. Oh oh, awesome news. Syracuse, UMass, and MassArt have NOT recieved my transcript. What the hell? I mean seriously, is the entire guidance office that incompetent? How hard is it to get my file, stick it in an envelope, and send it? And Mrs. Hughes was out today. That's just grand. I don't really care about the others, but I'd like to see if I could get in to MassArt.
Marty just came in to my room and we had to duel. Swordfighting is fun. We parry quite well. I can't wait till spring so we can play Swordfights in the Backyard again.
Soooooooo goodnight!
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
i was hangin with the fellas, saw you with your new boyfriend, it made me jealous
Um Drexel acceptance what?
That's RIGHT, I'm going to COLLEGE!
Here's a fun conversation I had with my new friend Mike B.
JuJewVee: You should join my school's GSA too
JuJewVee: lol
FmrCancerDancer: GSA?
JuJewVee: Cuz we have a meetin tomorry
JuJewVee: Gay Straight Alliance, it's for the cool kids like me
FmrCancerDancer: oh.
FmrCancerDancer: man.
FmrCancerDancer: I wish our school had that.
JuJewVee: lol We just got it this year
JuJewVee: I'm totally excited
FmrCancerDancer: but apparently, all gays are going to hell.
JuJewVee: lol Well yeah.
FmrCancerDancer: so I guess they don't want us to get attached.
JuJewVee: It's cool Jesus hates me too
JuJewVee: I be's Jewish
FmrCancerDancer: hahahaha
FmrCancerDancer: he was tooooo
JuJewVee: lol yeah but he abandoned the faith
FmrCancerDancer: you could be jewpalls.
FmrCancerDancer: pals*
JuJewVee: For some new fangled "Christianity"
FmrCancerDancer: WTF?
JuJewVee: lol Me and Jesus wouldn't get along
FmrCancerDancer: he's too hot for you.
JuJewVee: Psh!
JuJewVee: He's no Messiah.
FmrCancerDancer: SERVED
JuJewVee: Damn straight!
That's RIGHT, I'm going to COLLEGE!
Here's a fun conversation I had with my new friend Mike B.
JuJewVee: You should join my school's GSA too
JuJewVee: lol
FmrCancerDancer: GSA?
JuJewVee: Cuz we have a meetin tomorry
JuJewVee: Gay Straight Alliance, it's for the cool kids like me
FmrCancerDancer: oh.
FmrCancerDancer: man.
FmrCancerDancer: I wish our school had that.
JuJewVee: lol We just got it this year
JuJewVee: I'm totally excited
FmrCancerDancer: but apparently, all gays are going to hell.
JuJewVee: lol Well yeah.
FmrCancerDancer: so I guess they don't want us to get attached.
JuJewVee: It's cool Jesus hates me too
JuJewVee: I be's Jewish
FmrCancerDancer: hahahaha
FmrCancerDancer: he was tooooo
JuJewVee: lol yeah but he abandoned the faith
FmrCancerDancer: you could be jewpalls.
FmrCancerDancer: pals*
JuJewVee: For some new fangled "Christianity"
FmrCancerDancer: WTF?
JuJewVee: lol Me and Jesus wouldn't get along
FmrCancerDancer: he's too hot for you.
JuJewVee: Psh!
JuJewVee: He's no Messiah.
FmrCancerDancer: SERVED
JuJewVee: Damn straight!
Monday, January 16, 2006
magnesium plus fire yields magnesium oxide
This weekend's been pretty awesome.
Friday...went to the opening of Death of a Sailor with Momo and Matty, which was fun in a quirky school play sort of way. Then pretty much the entire cast, me, Momo, and Matty all went to Cafe for a little bit. It was a HUGE crowd. We went home after a little while cuz Momo's mom was mad and me and Danny were all tired-y.
Saturday...went to Death of a Sailor round 2, which didn't go off as well as round 1. Still good though. This time I went with Callie. Afterwards we all went to Adam's house for a cast party of sorts. I spent most of it arguing with Danny over a chair in a good-natured way, and generally fooling around with our buddies.
Sunday...went to NYC with Mom to see Savion Glover. He's so amazing. It was about an hour long show, and he was accompanied by a really good Gospel-y singer and a jazzish band. And I think it was his last show at the Joyce, so he invited all his stage managers and his little tiny baby out on stage at the end. The baby was funny, he just sort of stood off on the side of the stage staring at everybody.
The kadima dance was cancelled, and I was sad, but it'll be rescheduled. Instead I went to a party at my new friend Mike's house with Jewish Dan, where we played pool and video games and sang songs and locked people in the closet. The title today is a song that they were singing. Many hilarious things ensued, such as me biting Dan in the ear, and Mellie stealing pool items, and lots of hilarious times on the couch with Zack and Dan and Adam and Mike and me being a pimp, as usual.
It cracks me up, in a good way, how hilariously straight edge we all are. I mean, we can have the best time ever without the use of alcohol or any other illegal substances. We're just that awesome. Like I said in my reasons I should be allowed to go to Dewey, there is absolutely no question of anyone invited bringing alcohol or drugs. Like it's not even thought of. Which is amazing. Makes me wonder how other people, as in idiots, need all that crap. They just must have absolutely no imagination. Sad, really.
Friday...went to the opening of Death of a Sailor with Momo and Matty, which was fun in a quirky school play sort of way. Then pretty much the entire cast, me, Momo, and Matty all went to Cafe for a little bit. It was a HUGE crowd. We went home after a little while cuz Momo's mom was mad and me and Danny were all tired-y.
Saturday...went to Death of a Sailor round 2, which didn't go off as well as round 1. Still good though. This time I went with Callie. Afterwards we all went to Adam's house for a cast party of sorts. I spent most of it arguing with Danny over a chair in a good-natured way, and generally fooling around with our buddies.
Sunday...went to NYC with Mom to see Savion Glover. He's so amazing. It was about an hour long show, and he was accompanied by a really good Gospel-y singer and a jazzish band. And I think it was his last show at the Joyce, so he invited all his stage managers and his little tiny baby out on stage at the end. The baby was funny, he just sort of stood off on the side of the stage staring at everybody.
The kadima dance was cancelled, and I was sad, but it'll be rescheduled. Instead I went to a party at my new friend Mike's house with Jewish Dan, where we played pool and video games and sang songs and locked people in the closet. The title today is a song that they were singing. Many hilarious things ensued, such as me biting Dan in the ear, and Mellie stealing pool items, and lots of hilarious times on the couch with Zack and Dan and Adam and Mike and me being a pimp, as usual.
It cracks me up, in a good way, how hilariously straight edge we all are. I mean, we can have the best time ever without the use of alcohol or any other illegal substances. We're just that awesome. Like I said in my reasons I should be allowed to go to Dewey, there is absolutely no question of anyone invited bringing alcohol or drugs. Like it's not even thought of. Which is amazing. Makes me wonder how other people, as in idiots, need all that crap. They just must have absolutely no imagination. Sad, really.
Friday, January 13, 2006
and dr. seuss is the man
Today's weather is disgusting and very mysterious. It's all fog and wet.
I would like to talk about my English class today. First of all, word had spread about a fire drill that period, so we all had our coats and sweaters. The bell rung and we all huddled outside across the street from school, where me and Momo danced around and played the movie/place game. Then we went back inside and Mrs. Greenstone had to go give the firedrill attendance to the office, so she gave us an essay to read. Of course, as soon as she leaves we start fooling around. Momo did this thing that guys physically can't do, where you lean at a 90 degree angle with your head against the wall and lift up a chair and then stand up. Momo could do it cuz she's a girl, then Steve tried it, then Sean, and finally Keith. Keith especially had problems with it. He actually fell over and hit his head on something on the wall, and started to bleed (only a very little bit.) It was insanely hilarious. Then of course Mrs. Feely walked in and asked where Mrs. Greenstone was (giving attendance to the office) what had fallen (um..*lots of babbling* it was that chair, and then told us that we needed to shut up and sit down. As soon as she left of course, we all started laughing again. Then Mrs. Greenstone came back and we read the essay, which was about the Holocaust.
I can't possibly see how any teacher, any adult for that matter, would think that we respect them because they yell at us. I hate those people who yell at kids just because they're kids and it makes the adult feel important. Those people obviously know nothing about the advanced cynicism of teenagers, who laugh at everything adults say. Therefore, teachers who yell at kids just for the hell of it are really just humiliating themselves on a grandly sarcastic scale. Cheers, adults!
One of the various school plays is tonight. I gotta go cuz M's in it, though from what I hear it is gonna be a lot less than awesome. And I hear this from M, so...it's not just bullshit.
Long weekend, though! And tickets to see Savion Glover in NYC on Sunday, and then MOUSY/Beki-BJ dance!
I would like to talk about my English class today. First of all, word had spread about a fire drill that period, so we all had our coats and sweaters. The bell rung and we all huddled outside across the street from school, where me and Momo danced around and played the movie/place game. Then we went back inside and Mrs. Greenstone had to go give the firedrill attendance to the office, so she gave us an essay to read. Of course, as soon as she leaves we start fooling around. Momo did this thing that guys physically can't do, where you lean at a 90 degree angle with your head against the wall and lift up a chair and then stand up. Momo could do it cuz she's a girl, then Steve tried it, then Sean, and finally Keith. Keith especially had problems with it. He actually fell over and hit his head on something on the wall, and started to bleed (only a very little bit.) It was insanely hilarious. Then of course Mrs. Feely walked in and asked where Mrs. Greenstone was (giving attendance to the office) what had fallen (um..*lots of babbling* it was that chair, and then told us that we needed to shut up and sit down. As soon as she left of course, we all started laughing again. Then Mrs. Greenstone came back and we read the essay, which was about the Holocaust.
I can't possibly see how any teacher, any adult for that matter, would think that we respect them because they yell at us. I hate those people who yell at kids just because they're kids and it makes the adult feel important. Those people obviously know nothing about the advanced cynicism of teenagers, who laugh at everything adults say. Therefore, teachers who yell at kids just for the hell of it are really just humiliating themselves on a grandly sarcastic scale. Cheers, adults!
One of the various school plays is tonight. I gotta go cuz M's in it, though from what I hear it is gonna be a lot less than awesome. And I hear this from M, so...it's not just bullshit.
Long weekend, though! And tickets to see Savion Glover in NYC on Sunday, and then MOUSY/Beki-BJ dance!
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
"i...i hurt my thing. "your what?" "my ankle."
Last night, I went to bed with a PLAN. I planned to have a good day today. And ya know what? I did! I like how that works for me.
I got up on time and got all dressed and such in plenty of time for mah ride, and during shop I didn't have to do anything so I got to read for most of the period, and even though we had to take second lunch wave cuz the media center was closed, I finished all my Spanish homework anyways. Oh, and even though I didn't use a single accent mark on my entire test apparently that we took last week, I still scraped a C-. By all rights I should have failed, so I was pretty happy with that. I mean seriously, EVERY question was marked wrong cuz I didn't use accents. Then we did fun journal stuff in English. That class is a good way to end the day, it always makes me happy.
After school we couldn't find the GSA meeting, so Mom came and picked me up and I went home and discovered how to fix my t-shirts that were too big so they fit perfectly. They take about a half an hour each, so I only did two, my chai maintenance shirt and my CCY shirt. That makes me really happy, cuz my CCY shirt was like basically a nightgown before. Now it's awesome! And my chai maintenance shirt is now also awesome, which is good because I was liking hot pink in my wardrobe.
Then we had a really yummy dinner, it was the kind of really good chicken my mom made a lot in Oxford, with onions and mushrooms. And the pie me and Momo bought for dessert.
Then Makom, which was fun cuz there was like no one there cuz it was so foggy. In my Simpsons class, our teachateach was in a really good mood cuz he just got back from a vacation so he was really nice, and then me and Nina had fun discreetly making fun of these two annoying girls in our embroidery class. Then me and mom stopped for coffee on the way home.
Ya know, I like big things, but I think it's really the little things that make up a good day for me. I mean obviously, if you just read all that stuff you know that. But even if something kinda icky happens, like the weather and second lunch wave, I like how I can still be happy about it cuz something else good outweighs it.
It's almost midnight, I gotsta get me some sleep.
I got up on time and got all dressed and such in plenty of time for mah ride, and during shop I didn't have to do anything so I got to read for most of the period, and even though we had to take second lunch wave cuz the media center was closed, I finished all my Spanish homework anyways. Oh, and even though I didn't use a single accent mark on my entire test apparently that we took last week, I still scraped a C-. By all rights I should have failed, so I was pretty happy with that. I mean seriously, EVERY question was marked wrong cuz I didn't use accents. Then we did fun journal stuff in English. That class is a good way to end the day, it always makes me happy.
After school we couldn't find the GSA meeting, so Mom came and picked me up and I went home and discovered how to fix my t-shirts that were too big so they fit perfectly. They take about a half an hour each, so I only did two, my chai maintenance shirt and my CCY shirt. That makes me really happy, cuz my CCY shirt was like basically a nightgown before. Now it's awesome! And my chai maintenance shirt is now also awesome, which is good because I was liking hot pink in my wardrobe.
Then we had a really yummy dinner, it was the kind of really good chicken my mom made a lot in Oxford, with onions and mushrooms. And the pie me and Momo bought for dessert.
Then Makom, which was fun cuz there was like no one there cuz it was so foggy. In my Simpsons class, our teachateach was in a really good mood cuz he just got back from a vacation so he was really nice, and then me and Nina had fun discreetly making fun of these two annoying girls in our embroidery class. Then me and mom stopped for coffee on the way home.
Ya know, I like big things, but I think it's really the little things that make up a good day for me. I mean obviously, if you just read all that stuff you know that. But even if something kinda icky happens, like the weather and second lunch wave, I like how I can still be happy about it cuz something else good outweighs it.
It's almost midnight, I gotsta get me some sleep.
Thursday, January 05, 2006
the wise old blind kodiac bear walked off the cliff and died.
Now is not a good time to start persuading, but here are the makings of an argument for my mom to let me go to Dewey.
Starting with reasons my mom will not want me to go.
1. Five hour car drive with inexperienced drivers.
2. (which she does not know yet.) Co-ed.
3. I'm "too young for a road trip."
My arguments (in order):
1. ...uhh...most car accidents happen within 2 miles of the home anyway? No seriously, this one's kind of tough. There's nothing I can do about drivers being inexperienced. I guess the most I can do is promise to call like every five minutes and not distract the driver and whatnot. I'll think of a more coherent argument later. Oh I got one! My mom let me drive to Philly to visit Liz with Andrew, and he was only 19 at the time. Momo and Susan will be 18 when we go, so it's not that much of a difference.
2. This is nothing new, really. I've stayed over places with guys before. USY, CCY, all that jazz. Besides, most of the schools I applied to have co-ed dorms. Plus, I am a meticulously responsible person. Sometimes it pays to have a perfect record with the parents. If the rebuttal is, "It's not you I don't trust, it's them," then I can pretty much be like, Yeah, but I can kick their asses. Plus it helps that I have no romantic interest in any of the guys invited.
3. Well this I kinda get, even if I resent it. I'm not even 18, and I won't be at the time of this trip. But the perfect record thing comes in handy here too. I can just pull a straight, "but I'm the most responsible child in this family!" and compare myself to Marty and Will.
(If you're wondering why I'm not mentioning drugs or alcohol, it's because I'm completely straight-edged and my mom knows that and it's not even an issue. Everyone invited is straight edge. Most of us are hardcore nerdy AP students. Even if we weren't, and there were drugs or alcohol, my mom knows I wouldn't touch it.)
Next subject. Now my mom's getting worried about Israel.
"You know Vv, the situation is very unstable in Israel right now..."
"Mo-om, the situation is ALWAYS unstable in Israel."
"But you'll be right in Jerusalem, the most dangerous place!"
"We stayed in Jerusalem for two weeks on Pilgrimage!"
"But that was two weeks. This is nine months."
Whatever. I pretty much expected this. I'll give Itzik Yanai's number to Mom and hopefully he can straighten her out (explain the extensive security measures, etc.)
Anyways, tomorrow is wonderful wonderful Friday, when I have a date with Momo, and then Saturday, a date with my CCY girls in NYC!! Totally excited. Oh and then Saturday night, Marty is playin at Cafe. Yayyyyyyy!
Starting with reasons my mom will not want me to go.
1. Five hour car drive with inexperienced drivers.
2. (which she does not know yet.) Co-ed.
3. I'm "too young for a road trip."
My arguments (in order):
1. ...uhh...most car accidents happen within 2 miles of the home anyway? No seriously, this one's kind of tough. There's nothing I can do about drivers being inexperienced. I guess the most I can do is promise to call like every five minutes and not distract the driver and whatnot. I'll think of a more coherent argument later. Oh I got one! My mom let me drive to Philly to visit Liz with Andrew, and he was only 19 at the time. Momo and Susan will be 18 when we go, so it's not that much of a difference.
2. This is nothing new, really. I've stayed over places with guys before. USY, CCY, all that jazz. Besides, most of the schools I applied to have co-ed dorms. Plus, I am a meticulously responsible person. Sometimes it pays to have a perfect record with the parents. If the rebuttal is, "It's not you I don't trust, it's them," then I can pretty much be like, Yeah, but I can kick their asses. Plus it helps that I have no romantic interest in any of the guys invited.
3. Well this I kinda get, even if I resent it. I'm not even 18, and I won't be at the time of this trip. But the perfect record thing comes in handy here too. I can just pull a straight, "but I'm the most responsible child in this family!" and compare myself to Marty and Will.
(If you're wondering why I'm not mentioning drugs or alcohol, it's because I'm completely straight-edged and my mom knows that and it's not even an issue. Everyone invited is straight edge. Most of us are hardcore nerdy AP students. Even if we weren't, and there were drugs or alcohol, my mom knows I wouldn't touch it.)
Next subject. Now my mom's getting worried about Israel.
"You know Vv, the situation is very unstable in Israel right now..."
"Mo-om, the situation is ALWAYS unstable in Israel."
"But you'll be right in Jerusalem, the most dangerous place!"
"We stayed in Jerusalem for two weeks on Pilgrimage!"
"But that was two weeks. This is nine months."
Whatever. I pretty much expected this. I'll give Itzik Yanai's number to Mom and hopefully he can straighten her out (explain the extensive security measures, etc.)
Anyways, tomorrow is wonderful wonderful Friday, when I have a date with Momo, and then Saturday, a date with my CCY girls in NYC!! Totally excited. Oh and then Saturday night, Marty is playin at Cafe. Yayyyyyyy!
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
for mummy's sake, kitten, no doc martens this time
I was just looking over the recommendation forms for Nativ that I sent to Marcie, Mrs. Hughes, and the rabbi. There's a lot of crap on there that they're not gonna know how to fill out. How does the rabbi know how I deal with authority? What does Mrs. Hughes know of my family life? How does Marcie know if I'm a good student or not? It seems kind of silly. That's pretty much all I'm waiting for now to submit my application. Sooooo maybe my essay is about 150 words too long. I might go back and fix it. 400 words is really short for an essay. Anyways, the only one who's submitted the recommendation as of yet is the rabbi. I don't know how he filled all that stuff out. I probably should have looked at them before I sent them. Oh well. Mrs. Hughes probably won't send it forever. I'm gonna have to physically ask her to when I give her the remainder of my UMass stuff tomorrow.
By the way, why did we have a snow day today? I mean, no way I'm complaining, it's just odd. It wasn't icy, just slushy. Thank heavens though, I didn't to go outside. The weather was gross. It was snow, big snow that's heavy and melts as soon as it lands. The icky kind that's just wet. Oh well!
I'm making a list of stuff I have to discuss with Mrs. Hughes here, so I don't forget.
1. UMass stuff.
2. Nativ recommendation.
3. Deferring from schools for Nativ.
4. Dropping AP Spanish in the second semester.
a) how much will this lower my GPA?
b) what can I take in its place?
5. Anything else that pops into my head, pretty much.
I'm not usually the class-dropping type. In fact, I've never dropped a class once I started it. But it's not like I hate Spanish and I'm just sticking it out. I love Spanish. It's my favorite subject. And that idiotic teacher is ruining it for me. She's one of those that is not concerned with teaching the art and nuances of the language. She's concerned with the damn AP exam.
Really it's not Spanish that I love. I have no special attachment to it, really, other than having been taking it for seven years of my academic life. It's languages I love. I considered majoring in a foreign language but I don't really know what I'd do with it. That's part of why I'm so excited for Nativ. I'm going to learn to speak Hebrew! And I actually will, cuz I'll be IN Israel! Even though almost everyone there speaks English too. That's okay. I actually love the language of Hebrew, though. I love that I can read it. It sounds so awesome to me when I read it, like talking to G-d. It is the original language, too, which is amazing.
Anyways, I have to actually get dressed now cuz I'm going to karate in a while. First time I've left the house all day. Bye!
By the way, why did we have a snow day today? I mean, no way I'm complaining, it's just odd. It wasn't icy, just slushy. Thank heavens though, I didn't to go outside. The weather was gross. It was snow, big snow that's heavy and melts as soon as it lands. The icky kind that's just wet. Oh well!
I'm making a list of stuff I have to discuss with Mrs. Hughes here, so I don't forget.
1. UMass stuff.
2. Nativ recommendation.
3. Deferring from schools for Nativ.
4. Dropping AP Spanish in the second semester.
a) how much will this lower my GPA?
b) what can I take in its place?
5. Anything else that pops into my head, pretty much.
I'm not usually the class-dropping type. In fact, I've never dropped a class once I started it. But it's not like I hate Spanish and I'm just sticking it out. I love Spanish. It's my favorite subject. And that idiotic teacher is ruining it for me. She's one of those that is not concerned with teaching the art and nuances of the language. She's concerned with the damn AP exam.
Really it's not Spanish that I love. I have no special attachment to it, really, other than having been taking it for seven years of my academic life. It's languages I love. I considered majoring in a foreign language but I don't really know what I'd do with it. That's part of why I'm so excited for Nativ. I'm going to learn to speak Hebrew! And I actually will, cuz I'll be IN Israel! Even though almost everyone there speaks English too. That's okay. I actually love the language of Hebrew, though. I love that I can read it. It sounds so awesome to me when I read it, like talking to G-d. It is the original language, too, which is amazing.
Anyways, I have to actually get dressed now cuz I'm going to karate in a while. First time I've left the house all day. Bye!
Sunday, January 01, 2006
i don't believe that anybody feels the way i do about you now
Umm maybe I didn't make this clear before. I don't know, I just feel the need to reaffirm. I'm going on Nativ (if I get accepted, but I don't think they really don't accept people.)
Brochure!
Nativ is a nine-month college leadership program by USY in Israel. It's for college freshman. You can go to Hebrew University or the Conservative Yeshiva, and you can live on a kibbutz or stay at the Yeshiva, I think. I would go to Hebrew U and stay on Kibbutz Sa'ad, which we visited on Pilgrimage. It's totally beautiful. Oh, and we also visited Beit Nativ on Pilgrimage, which is where the Nativers stayed, but now I think they stay at the newly finished Fuchsberg Center. Whatever.
The point is, I'll be in Israel. Having already been on Pilgrimage, I know what it's like and how beautiful and amazing it is, and I also know I'll be with people I love and people I will come to love. A couple of my Pilgrims are going, like Tani, and then I think even a few Hanefesh kids are going, like Rami. It's gonna be so amazing that now I actually do want high school to end so I can just get to Israel.
I seriously just can't express how much this actually means to me. I mean, my Jews know, but everybody else? You guys, I know I go away a lot for long periods of time (New Zealand, England, Pilgrimage, etc.) and all and you feel like I abandon you sometimes cuz I miss out on birthdays and parties and such, but this is ISRAEL. It's more important than anything. Before we went on Pilgrimage and I told someone at the studio I was going to Israel, he just said, "Why?" It astounds me how ignorant some people are. Sure, these are dangerous times, but it's been dangerous times in Israel since it became a state! It really makes me mad when people just think it's all war and terrorist bombings and horrible stuff. Yes, Israel is in a constant state of war. But the people there, they love their country. I love their country. My country. My home. It's a holy land. Hell, I don't even understand why more Christians don't go to Israel. Jesus was crucified there! If that's not holy, I don't know what is.
On Pilgrimage one day we were walking around central Jerusalem. You know how in airports you can't leave stuff unattended because it may be potentially dangerous? Well, this day in Jerusalem someone had left a garbage bag on the street. A tzahal tank came up and the area was closed off. The man in the tank shot something into the garbage bag, something that would cancel a detonation or something if it was a bomb, and would do nothing if it was harmless. Kids laughed, took out their cameras, shot pictures. I stood at the back of the group with Miki, who was holding his ever-present rifle, thinking, "This is wrong this is wrong why does it have to be like this?" After a minute Miki noticed me crying and walked me away from the group and back to the bus. He said, "It's better this way, it's safer." I knew that. What I didn't understand was why it had to be a necessity at all. It wasn't like that in America.
I'm not going to be ignorant and say Israel is not dangerous. But I'm not going to be a coward and stay away, either. At International Convention, in our sadna, JJ Jonah (the past director of Nativ) talked about what we would do if the Israeli economy was failing. Would we a) move to Israel as an act of solidarity, b) send money over, or c) do nothing at all? Well I know what I'm doin!
Long post. Time to end.
Anyways the overall point is I'M SO HAPPY I'M GOING BACK TO ERETZ YISRAEL!!!!!!!
Brochure!
Nativ is a nine-month college leadership program by USY in Israel. It's for college freshman. You can go to Hebrew University or the Conservative Yeshiva, and you can live on a kibbutz or stay at the Yeshiva, I think. I would go to Hebrew U and stay on Kibbutz Sa'ad, which we visited on Pilgrimage. It's totally beautiful. Oh, and we also visited Beit Nativ on Pilgrimage, which is where the Nativers stayed, but now I think they stay at the newly finished Fuchsberg Center. Whatever.
The point is, I'll be in Israel. Having already been on Pilgrimage, I know what it's like and how beautiful and amazing it is, and I also know I'll be with people I love and people I will come to love. A couple of my Pilgrims are going, like Tani, and then I think even a few Hanefesh kids are going, like Rami. It's gonna be so amazing that now I actually do want high school to end so I can just get to Israel.
I seriously just can't express how much this actually means to me. I mean, my Jews know, but everybody else? You guys, I know I go away a lot for long periods of time (New Zealand, England, Pilgrimage, etc.) and all and you feel like I abandon you sometimes cuz I miss out on birthdays and parties and such, but this is ISRAEL. It's more important than anything. Before we went on Pilgrimage and I told someone at the studio I was going to Israel, he just said, "Why?" It astounds me how ignorant some people are. Sure, these are dangerous times, but it's been dangerous times in Israel since it became a state! It really makes me mad when people just think it's all war and terrorist bombings and horrible stuff. Yes, Israel is in a constant state of war. But the people there, they love their country. I love their country. My country. My home. It's a holy land. Hell, I don't even understand why more Christians don't go to Israel. Jesus was crucified there! If that's not holy, I don't know what is.
On Pilgrimage one day we were walking around central Jerusalem. You know how in airports you can't leave stuff unattended because it may be potentially dangerous? Well, this day in Jerusalem someone had left a garbage bag on the street. A tzahal tank came up and the area was closed off. The man in the tank shot something into the garbage bag, something that would cancel a detonation or something if it was a bomb, and would do nothing if it was harmless. Kids laughed, took out their cameras, shot pictures. I stood at the back of the group with Miki, who was holding his ever-present rifle, thinking, "This is wrong this is wrong why does it have to be like this?" After a minute Miki noticed me crying and walked me away from the group and back to the bus. He said, "It's better this way, it's safer." I knew that. What I didn't understand was why it had to be a necessity at all. It wasn't like that in America.
I'm not going to be ignorant and say Israel is not dangerous. But I'm not going to be a coward and stay away, either. At International Convention, in our sadna, JJ Jonah (the past director of Nativ) talked about what we would do if the Israeli economy was failing. Would we a) move to Israel as an act of solidarity, b) send money over, or c) do nothing at all? Well I know what I'm doin!
Long post. Time to end.
Anyways the overall point is I'M SO HAPPY I'M GOING BACK TO ERETZ YISRAEL!!!!!!!
