Lovely.

I feel so good lately.
Today could be one of my favorites day.
I felt awesome.
Confidence, sexiness, everything that models feel on the runway.

Oh, yeah...
Now I remember now it's not.
Well, let's start it from the beginning.
I woke up early, and watched another episode of "The Secret Circle" although I watched it all.
I woke and picked clothing and done all the random morning things.
Forgot to put Bepanthen Plus in my helix, so it was painful.
I got out.

In school, happy morning.
I start to really hate Yali, like seriously, she picks the times I can't go with to the assignment in science.
And how impossible it sounds, I want to do it.
I like to do homework, just sometimes I don't have any motivation.

So Yali and I, no longer in a good relationship from my point of view.
I see her as the title of the book that Addi agreed to borrow me as soon as she'll finish, the title is "My Worst Best Friend" and it's on English, so yay!
I like to read in English.
I like in English.
Writing, singing, reading, hearing.
My friend, Key-key have accent, British accent, it's so adorable!
It's so charming.
I bet that no body care about the mockable British style -(she not own it), I mean British teeth style- when you have a perfect British Accent.

So let's get back to the face changing, back stabbing, heart aching, worst friend, Yali.
Well, I just want to share A VERY WISE THING.
She thinks she's fat.
I weigh more.
So she said "I'm so fat", and I said "No you're not." and she "Yes, I am fat!" and I said (after a quick arrangement) "Okay Yali, you ARE fat, if you won't accept compliments you'll get insults."
Now I don't say she's skinny, if she says she's fat, it must be true.
Like a boss!
I have a nice knowledge at memes... I think...

So after a time, kids waved me and said my name, they know me and like me.
So she asked me "Dvash, you're so ugly, how people even like you?!" and that confirmed, that she jealous.
Or she's a bitch.
Or she's both.

So, let's get back to today.
I went with guy that -let's call him Y- at the morning I thought he's funny and nice, later that day, not so much.
I went to practice with him for a quiz we'll take about Ben-Gurion (a leader) and Begin (leader).
So it was fun, because also Maya the bbbff (bully, blonde, bitch, forever, fugly. I can be in the burn book!).
So I was in seperate rooms and D (another guy that was my best friend when I was younger, the connection between me and Poemon!) was with her.
So there was a song about one of the leaders and Y and D, sang it for me, and left bbbff alone, so I could enjoy.


Well, at the second break (the between was important and I'll tell you later because I have a lot to say about it), we played Thieves and Cops, I don't know if you know but it's a mix of hide and seek, and tag, and mixed with rules.
WELL, I escaped from Y because he was the cop, I ran and my right shoulder slammed in a guy.
Ouch.
So, I went back to jail, so someone will catch me and I have time to rest, but NO.
Y thought it's "hilarious" to slam me in my poor belly.
Not that I only was hungry (an apple for day, make bulimia stay, but I only eat apple for school lunch, so it's okay).
But I was in awful pain, I guess that Y is lucky that my pencil aren't red.
Explanation: In the hunger games set, the sign to say Jennifer is on her period is red pencil.
So he's so lucky.

Well he asked for my forgive for the rest of the day, end wen the last bell ringed, I told him that I will forgive him, but not now.
It was too much today.


So the between,
A beautiful story, I see the hero as me, like the author (that my childhood based on her) know what I'm passing, this author died two days ago.
So it was a story of a mr. perfection boy in a point of view of jealous girl.
Their whole class hate this guy.
He was smart, pretty, strong, everything good in humans.
And they was jealous.
He had a dog and all the class named her (the dog).
He would laugh they're jokes in him, it made them stop laughing they're own jokes.
They was burned and confused from being envy, so they took his dog when he was away, so he'll be sad.
He was sad.
And then at school, they've read a part in the bible (we studied about the thing the guys in the book reading today) and it went like this

"There were two men, one rich with many lambs and cows, and another one, poor, had nothing but a small tiny lamb. The poor man came once for a dinner, the rich man didn't wanted to kill one of his many animals for the dinner, instead he took the only lamb of the poor man."

Sounds horrible, so in the bible after the story has been told to king David, David himself said "This rich man should die!", the storyteller spoke about the David is the rich man, and the poor is another, the animals are females.
If you'd studied bible like almost everyone in Israel or in Jewish schools, you'd probably understand, but I won't blame you if you won't.
Every teacher have different teaching way.
My teacher is the best, I just alike her granddaughter, her granddaughter is really nice and cool, I see her often when she comes to town.
So she knows what we should do before it'll be too late.
And it's like she knows.
She's amazing.

And my parents, oh my parents.
Remarkable parents.
Loving, caring.
Today I went with my mom to buy me sport clothing for next year, sports class means everyday p.e.
So she doesn't let me wear leggings, my lower body is like, 21 year old she says.
I believe one day I could wear everything I want.
Hopefully when I'll be 16, or 14.

So guys, I'm away to eat homemade pizza.
The perfect finish for the best day ever since you know what is here:

Just kidding, I want happier song:

Berries, survivors.
I hope you'll make it.