Edward, Edward.

Open day!
Finally!
I drew, and watched TV, and ate...
A lot.
It was fun.
I made chocolate covered rice crispies!

Well, today, I woke up at 5:30, at my early usual.
And watched some Misfits.
I'm almost finishing the first season!
But I won't do it tonight.
Well, I would if I could.
But I can't, the power goes on and off all the time.
STUPID FUCKING WINTER.

So around 7:45 my parents said that they will take me to school.
And I gave a ride to Keren.
Because, why not?
She's one of the only ones that last that I can talk too, almost anytime.
Not like the rest, that become my friends only when I'm neccessary.
The truth hurts.
That's probably why I'd rather put myself in a nice cozy lie shell.

Then, Geography, the power was off, so we enjoyed our lightless beginning of the class.
We also had to pick which board marker, between black and red.
Gladly it was red.
It's impossible to see a dark color on dark board.
So what if it was white.
It was cloudy outside.
We barely could see what was written on the board, even with the red one.

So, then we had literture.
And one thing I need to say.
Fucking Edward Edward, O O.
I hate your moaning, and I hate your psycho family.
You know what.
The writer needs to say no to drugs.
And no to murder.
This is one of the worst things I ever read.
And I still don't get the moaning things.
Like, what's the point?
There is two points actually, and I don't know them both.

WAIT!
HIS MOTHER TOLD HIM TO KILL HIM
This is so fucking weird.
This is the weirdest thing I ever saw.
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON THAT LESSON?!
And then people wonder how kids are learning to kill?
This is so fucked up.
His mother that knew that he killed his father, asks him why his sword is bloody, he answeres (and lies) that it's his hawk, that he killed, she don't believe him, and asks him again, he -lies again- says that it's his horse, she don't believe him, then, he admits that it's the blood of his father.
His mother asks him how will he punish himself for it, he says he'll go to the shore, and will never see anybody again...
She asked him what she will do, what his wife and son will do, and he answeres they'll have to survive without him.
When she asks him what will he say to her, he says that he wishes her a curse from hell, for planting that plan in his head.
Shortly, the boy kills his father because her mother told him to, and he knows he needs to be punished, so he's planning to kill himself (sort of, it's kind od a suicide mission, not like movies one, that Tom Cruise always returns alive with good hair), and she asks him what his beloved ones will do, he says it doesn't matter much, and she asks him what will he tell her, he says she need to be cursed from hell, from telling him to do so.

What can I say....
Healthy family from the mouth of a Scottish man.

So, then we had English, we had a dictation today, and we got the grades today.
I got 100.
I checked today, and the lowest number I got so far, is 81.
I'm really good this year in school!
Making the homework.
Behaving.
Getting good grades.
And all of it, with stress free school life.

Then Hebrew.
Whoever that decided it's a good idea to put a place where you can say your point, and everybody who speaks your language will understand, but it's a mistake, because you didn't said it as the teacher wanted to.
LANGUAGE IS NOT FUCKING SPACE SCIENCE.
This is bunch of words.
And some sentences to present ideas.

Hebrew is stupid.

I think schools should teach extinct lagnuages.
Like Ladino.
I had no idea that there's this language until on Chinese, we learned about all kinds of sayings and idioms, and she showed us examples in multiple languages.
Like Swedish, and their amazing butt licking flavors.
Or in more European languages, where it's normal to say that you caught two flies in one hit.
And, personally, my favorite:
"The nigger did his job, the nigger can leave".
That's hebrew people.
Another funny racist thing.
At first, those Creambo thingies, they were called niggres, in translate of course, in hebrew it got it's own word.

Then, sports, since the fields are full of water, we played indoors dodgeball and then some sort of besketball.
This guy is still nice.
I really like him, I'm glad that he sits close to me in Arabic.

So, geography was again, and the teacher secretly wanted to leave earlier, so she "prized" us with letting us go earlier.


That's it.
This is what happens on empty days.


So, I'm searching for shirts, because, no matter how many clothes I have, there are few things I'd wear.
It's mostly guy shirts, on different sizes, depends on the store.
I really liked two from ebay.
I might give the links when I'll finish my wardrobe hunting.

OKAY.
THIS IS GORGEOUS.
There's a blue shirt, with the tardis in it.
It's with Merrida that is following those soul shiny ghosts, and they lead her to the tardis!
It got also the words "follow your dreams".
I LOVE IT.
Sadly, one problem, the color doesn't match my skin.


Today is the 11/12/13.
Pretty cool, right?
But this weekend.
A really cool date.
Because....
THIS IS FRIDAY 13TH.
So, Misery won't enjoy it (love it), but I will.
WITH MY INCREDIBLE MOVIE MARRATHON.
The movie channels will probably be kind enough to do it.
They always do it.


....

This is the bes tnews I've heard so far.
On the middle of Januar, there will be a vote in the  Kneset (this is the name where rules are made of, like a huge fucking vagina that gives birth to political babies), so one woman (yes, a woman), will publish a law to their decision, that will make homosexual people that can't have kids (physically), be able to use a mother that will carry the baby.
THIS IS SO FUCKING WONDERFUL.
You know what, if I'd be able to suck it up, in the birth giving.
I'd might do it.
For free, if it's friends, or some people I'd like.
Only that they will help me through it.
Because it's what should happen.
People are homosexual and want kids, they shouldn't marry a woman and decieve her so they will have a baby, now they can marry.
Not like that witch wife I talked about on the posts  before.

....

One of the best mixes I have, is Fridge/Paradise.
Just think about it.
It's truth.

I'm bored.

I want to drink something delicous, like cocoa, but cocoa makes me feel sick, so I want to puke...
That's annoying.

....

Okay, in my shirt hunt, there was a shirt of Blood On The Dancefloor.
It reminded me a recent title in the news.
Rape on the dancefloor.
Why did it happen?
I don't know.

This is so weird.
Why would somebody be so desperate for sex that it would put drugs in a drink.
Come on, there are plenty of ugly girls just waiting for you to call them beautiful.
It can work on daily basis.
Each night anoter girl.

...
I got so far, shirts that I'll buy, and shirts that are funny.
I'll give you once both, because it's so fucking awesome.


....

Just a thing that I don't remember if I said.
I really wanted to tell you something:

 fuck yeah


This.
She had a moment when she looked like a guy.
And she is really pretty, girl form!
The problem is, that they gave her the look of tall forehead, which is a very male face thing, I don't know why, but it is, and one of the Extreme Makeover was for a women that looked like a guy.
So, you simply not make you forehead be 3 inches longer then it is.
You don't see me wearing it, am I?
Well, once.
But that is only because it was our class cheer thing (hyper kids with happiness overload and it's like an epic group of kids who are laughing and joing with each other), so we wore bandanas, everybody wore one, and some like two stripes of some lipstick on their cheek (sadly, nobody will make it look good as Sokka, because Sokka is a teen make up artist), and some girls on their lips with bold red.
I don't like lipstick.
I feel ugly wearing it.
I'm probably quite rare.
Because people supposed to feel pretty wth make up.
I like only for the eyes.
Because I like them.
They are looking deep when there's contrast on my skin, they look like they really are, it makes them pop.
And I like mascara too, because it makes them curly, and not straight.

WAIT.
Does gay people's eyelashes are curly?
Because they can't be straight.

This whole day is made of puns.
I just love doing them.
I can laugh for three minutes straight from it.
And also from being tired.
Because admit it, some thai clown trying to break into your car with a fucking knife and evil "I'm going to kill you" smile, is trying to get in, but fails and being dissapointed because the car is locked.

I should become a moive script maker.
But no drama.
Because I'm bad at drama.
I just laugh.
Because I think how funny if they'll be talking about.... or how funny if this ... will happen.
I'm not serious, I'm sorry.
But actually,why people are?
What's the problem with laughing from the silly things.
Like burping to your sister's ear laugh, and run away.
So yes, I have a child's humor.
But that's because I am one.
And  good night.
Because I'm supposed to go now.

I just hope this night will be nightmare free.

Oh shit, I still forgot to tell you about my nightmare.
I might tell you it tomorrow or aorund it.