Finally

I missed writing words in a computer.
In an actual computer.
Right now, I'm on the university, writing from the computer on the left side in the back row.
I'm planning that on Thursday there's a birthday party, for nobody else than my best-guy-friend (bgf will be from now on the shortcut).
So, what I have to say?

A lot.

So, my room cleaning was fine, I also threw some clothes.
My  mother was pissed because I threw some clothes that I bought at the fourth grade (it's radical that she surprised).
So for you to know, I never threw immediately to the trash, I give it to my mother so she'll do with it, because I won't wear it, my sister will (or my brother) or we'll donate it.
She was pissed and yelled (I'm trying my best to quote it correctly) "I'm sick that you buy and throw! Since now you'll pay for your own clothes!".
 I was a little upset, and then I remembered the fact, that I mostly pay anyway.
I need a job.
I want simple one.
But I'm fucking 12.
So, I can try to make a deal with people.
There's a thrift store nearby my genius school, and then after 3 hours I need to go to sport practice for the sport class, so I can just be there a little and then to go to sweat myself away.
I just need to ask them.
It can be amazing.
To help in fashion clothing, epic, I could maybe get clothes for free instead of payment, I'll help people, I'll get clothes.
I just hope they will be kind.

So, what I'll do, I have no idea.
But I have enough clothing.
For sports I have, for everyday I have, and tops and camis I have too much.
Guys it will be incredible if I'll have a chance to.
If I'll get it, I'll have better chance to get other jobs, because I did worked somewhere.
I'd be happy if I'd have a chance.

So, room cleaning went well, I'm still in this endless process.

There's a vagina, on the TV.
Oh god why, there's some fucking mini monster soldiers, fighting red goo (probably period blood) with guns, they supposed to be aids.
What the fuck?


Well by the way period, I've got mine, yesterday, and yesterday was a  very bad day.

Yesterday, at the morning I was forced to go to the old harbor.
First thing, we went to something horrible, horrifying.
Sailing.
There was a boat and we went on it, we was on something about 20-30 minutes.
I have sea sick.
And I wanted to die all this sail.
Then, ice-cream, and I found something very funny there, and I won't say it, I'll post it on the "shit I found" on Extras, I have a lot of things, so it will take time.
Then, we went for some photography exhibit.
And I took one card from every photographer.
They had nudity photos, and one photographer took macro photos, of bugs and other tiny thing to are tiny.
Like snails.
It was adorable.
And there was a photo, of a couple, a man and a woman, and they held hands, with the other hands they put on each others heads, and they're heads were fish bowls with goldfishes, and they fed each other.
I remember a video clip (I remember that it was of Panic! At The Disco, but I'm not sure) where all of the people had fishbowls around they're head, but they didn't have fishes.
I loved this video.


So, right now the guy that I'm supposed to do my work with (I'm not with other kid, not beard boy, but he have the silly mustache that when boys get it they so proud of it, and it actually looks like shit, if you saw Drake & Josh, on the episode when Josh had a mustache, it looks like this), he's playing Happy Wheels.
This is a sick brutal game.
I love people who do it (Pewdiepie is a good example) just hate to play it, I never tried, and I'm not planning to.
If I'd kill innocence people and children and Santa (Santa I don't mind, we all know he's not real and I don't believe in Christian bullshit -and many other religious bullshit-), I will not.
I don't mind to kill people that isn't innocence, seriously, it's one of my dream jobs (this, a drug dealer, arts thing -photography,drawings,alike-, YouTuber, lawyer -so I'll know all the crazy shit, and maybe to become a judge and have the best punishments-, and to make multiple things, probably sports, arts, guitarist for people with bands that they're guitarist just can't make it or something, and a stripper in case that you already forgot)
I'd really like to make things in Ethan Hunt shit from Mission Impossible or this guy from Total Recall, and I can't wait to go to watch World War Z, where the ending was filmed in Israel.

By the way Israel, Barcelona soccer team is in Israel, some of my friends are going there.
I don't understand what's the point, Israel will lose anyway.
Well, the players in Barca worth it.


I hope that on Friday I'm going to the market, I need also to go in the winter.
This is like open Target or Walmart, it's huge, cheap, and have everything.
From foods, to dolls, to vintage records and books, to clothing, and furniture.
I want to get boots that is a little bigger than my size so it'll be good for few years, if in the market they'll have the kind I want, it's good, if not, in the neighbor city (which is 10 minutes walking from my house) there's a nice shoe shop, it have many sales, and my kind of shoes.
I want a scarf, huge one, on the wrinkle style (I think this is how yo call it), I want some colors, but the chances are low, oh well.
I want also this unisex sweaters, the huge ones, I just love those, I want one from lighter fabric, like that I can wear in the summer for it's beauty, and I also can wear it on the winter, and it'll give me a slight feeling of coziness.
I want some skirts, not girly pink ones, and not too bright colors, just like blue, maybe purple, and green.

I also will go soon to a mall, which is outlet kind of mall.
It have a lot of shops so it's good.
I only hope it's cheap enough.
Because I saw the "sales" I don't find that 2 denims in 400 nis (about 110$), and it's expensive for me.
I also saw a shirt, about 20 nis (cheap, less than 10$) it's a tank top, with a heart in the middle, and the heart is a wolf face, it's black and there's few options, tiger, leopard, and wolf.

I want boobs.
It's not so random.
I just want to get over this annoying helpless stage of between flat to cup a, I need to fucking fill my shirt.
I'll just look like a human, you know.
At least I'm on the halfway on this stage, instead in the start, it's much harder there, and I just need to wait less time, each on from my friends (but G) are in the start, barely there, while me in g, well we're more developed (?), and well, less time, more clothes.

So, all the day I was in clothing, and now I noticed a store, named Brandy Melville, it's amazing.
I'm only at the start, and this Luma skirt, yes!
I love it, just hate the price.


You know, I''m really starting to develop deep hate to American and some of European fashion, and all the ignorant Israeli clothing that bring all the fashion line.
They bring crosses into my area, they can bring to Tel-Aviv, Jerusalem, and Nazareth, it'll sell like fucking icepops in here.
But for real? In the center?
Lately there is very religious Jewish out here, and there is the hardcore version (they are pretty much religious insanity), so your clothes will might find a very unpleasant reaction.
And I'm talking about one store, Bershka.

I'm bored, and there's about 40 minutes until I can go home.
Fuck.


I really hate this place, Barca is in Israel, I'd expect from one  of them to mention it.
There's being a geek, like all computer, but come on!
You've got to be kidding me!
Please.
All they talk is about fucking Minecraft and Spongebob.
I love Spoengebob, it's not that I'm antispongetic (just made it up).
But Minecraft?
People?
Pixel style boxes aren't that interesting.
And weird green guy isn't scary.
Like, what the hell is going on?
It's weird, on the fourth grade in the genius school, we played all the time Adventure Quest Worlds, and we were fucking happy, I was one of the best warriors, I had a Mage friend, and Healer friend, sadly we never had a Rogue, but it was awesome to beat up chaotic monsters.
I think that because of this, it was the first time I heard his weird punk-pop music (I have no idea how to call it) from this band One Eyed Doll (just checked it on Wikipedia, it's goth-punk) with her adorable creepy outfits, looking like she came from horror doll movie (human pretty version of Chucky's bride?), and it was epic game (I still play it from time to time) I'm on evil, not a member (want to get AC's so I'll be able to open a treasure chest from Twilly), and I suck, now I'm Rogue, I have two accounts, and one is with a very strong good warrior.
I want to finally go forward with it, because I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M ACTUALLY DOING THERE.

Well, some facts that I've noticed, it'll be like this for ten minutes (mine, not your version of ten).
I have good sense of timing, yet I can't play correctly any song on my guitar, just in animation it looks good when a ball bounces an 3d Max or when I'm making stop motion where a stick is walking on stairs.
I like milk chocolate and hate dark chocolate, yet, I hate hot milk chocolate and love hot dark chocolate.
I hate to read in random fancy fonts, and also write it, especially in Hebrew where is the other version of typing (we have to kinds of writing, it's exactly the same letters, just in different style, one is easier to write, and another one is older and it's easier for the computer or in 8-bit pixel art), which have ugly curved lines in the edges, and I can't read it, it's like messing up my head,
I'm disgusted by dead animals (even ants or flies) and love most of the living (bugs are an exception, unless it's flies or ants).
I once found baby snails, they were adorable nail sized crawling goo.
I once got my skin damaged from the surfboard that I had ugly scars for a month, it was purple in small circles all around my front thighs.
I love jellyfishes, and hate getting stung by them.
It's easier to make friends for me with sportish people, example: I've had about the whole group and more as friends in the surfing course last year.
I have weird choice of dream jobs.
I dream about very weird things, example: skeleton style mimes, dancing.
I love Japan but I'd never really go to actually live there, it's impossible for Japanese-less human like me.
I want to live with my cousin (lower rates) or with my bgf (higher rates), in LA (bgf wants to become an actor/author) and to live awesome life for few years.
If I'd had an option to adopt pets, I'd chose the old ones that nobody adopts because they all want the adorable puppies.
My favorite drink is Mocha, or Dr. Pepper, or Coke with some Fanta/orange juice.



Oh my fucking good lord!
Why am I sounding like a moron?
Well ten minutes to go!
And then, finishing room cleaning, going to eat ice-cream (plenty of ice-cream), and play Pokemon Leafgreen, and in between look for things to buy, and to transfer photos from my iPhone before it explodes.
Well, I'm tired, but not so tired.


I wear today black cami (not the kind that makes you look fat no matter what), long stretch jeans from American Eagle (if you must know), necklace from there too, and simple black flip-flops.
I'm going home, bye!


I'm home, it's almost ten pm, I finished cleaning my room, organizing this business cards from the photograph gallery, I put it on the ceiling, above my bed, photos of snails, women, objects, names with addresses and numbers and emails, everything.
I like these hings, when I'll get enough, I'll ask my dad for the ladder, and hang them too, I also need mirrors, small mirrors, I don't have a normal mirror, so I'll hang many near each other, so I'll have a mirror collage.

Oh shit, House Of Fear, fucking scary.
I love horror movies, I love cuddling, I have nice quality imagination, and a heart, so I'm pretty much imagining myself cuddling, with faceless, shapeless, human like body, just with warmth.
I seriously need a cat.
Just one with the huge fur, so I'll grow it on the winter, and cut in on the spring.

Guys I'm fucking scared, seriously, I am.

Well, do you know this think that only people that is extremely different from how they say they are, doing the things to make the character they built more true.
Like piercings and tattoos, sky diving, cluff jumping, scary movies watching, everything that's taking guts to do, actually done by cowards.
Being serious, for the wildest people.
You know it, we show what we aren't.


Oh, god, oh god, oh god.
SCARECROWS!
I don't like scarecrows.
I don't like crows.
I don't like being scared.
Oh shit, oh shit!
The scarecrow got her!
Holy crap!
They weren't kidding when they said to hide your body from the scarecrow, bitches it'll kill you!
The hot guy died.
Oh well, Just this fucking brown sister will shut up, they almost died fir the second time because of her.
Wait, tough guy is afraid of clowns?
Aww, shit.
Well, clowns are awesome, it's just like all the people that put make up, they look this way exactly (through my eyes).
The only time where you can wear make up, it's when you are blond/ginger/other light natural hair color, and your eyelashes look  like you don't have any.
Well, I just don't lie people who wear make up, unless you're 60 year olds, that done an episode in Fairy Odd Parents, in the Wishology episode, and have a magical guitar with drum tank, and probably the best, is actually 2000 years old.

There's a slenderman there, with a face and a hammer.
It kind of reminds me smiley.
Yes the smiling horror film, I watched the trailer, it's scary.
Oh this slenderman got a decent manicure, pretty good for a fear that came alive.
Believe me, I'm afraid of men with nail polish too.

Clown!
I love clowns, as long as they don't try to brutally murder you.
I pretty much like everything unless they trying to kill you.
And that's true.

I just hate one direction.
Oh my fucking god, what if people are afraid from pop boy bands?!
Oh my god it'll be so funny!
Just imagine them, killing you brutally britishly.

She passed out? I never did.
I don't really know if I want to, but I never did, the closest thing for passing out that happened to me, is when I done the helix, I was just pale, and dizzy.

This brown sister, is afraid from the Woka people?
Or just white people?

Who is going to die now?
Like, I mean, it's supposed to happen some when, right?


I missed posting through my laptop.
Well, I won't get a new one until there's a deal, in dell.

Oh my God, Sam's sister is probably one of the stupidest females on earth,
Your sister is dying from a fucking scarecrow, and you just screaming her name?
What the fuck?


No, the stature again.
What?
It's over?
 I just wasted my time, oh well, I'll just search for diy things online.
I really want to make a messenger bag, it's pretty, comfortable, personalized, and simple.
I've got fabric, I just need a size that's about inch bigger from my largest book (probably the atlas).

I love the story about Atlas, the man that carried earth on his back.
I love mythology, such a beautiful story, endless.

So it's getting late, tomorrow I'll transfer photos, and by Wednesday I'd probably post Shit I found in extras.


Goodnight, people/

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