Just weird

What makes people to think that they can sing?
Money.
The money making scumbags tell them they sound beautiful, they have a huge future, and with some work they can go to tour the world with fans like  Justin Bieber -used- to have (he retired or something, wait few years if you're concerned, he'll make a comeback worldwide tour), and all the other bullshit they say.
They tell your excited and stunned parents the price, if they'll start to show doubt, he'll convinve them with the right words.
It will cost like renting an apartment in Tel Aviv for a month (which is expensive, if you're aware of what's happening in Israel's economy), ridicoulusly high price.
They'll pay.

As the people promised, you'll be published in a site, and that's it.
No more calls.
No more Emails.
Why?
Because you did the job they need.

And of course I'm not talking about every single person in the show buisness.
Hell no.
But I'm talking about the smaller companies.
Not a huge record label, that instantly puts you in the higher place.
I'm talking about a shitty nothing.


By the way economics.
And it kind of relates to what I learn in Geography.
Americanization.
Right now, junk food is cheaper than good vitaminal nutriotional food.
What can I say now?
Nothing changed anyway.

Welcome to Israel.
The only place where the children of the 20's newcomers are hateful towards 2014 newcomers.
Every black person is a worthless person that deserves to get back from where he's from (and to die there).
The only place where we have been told all the time that America is the best, but will be upset and hateful when we'll leave to live there.
The only place that the hirerchy works all strange.

....


I feel fat.
I have no idea why.
But I binged on carbs.
At least I found a nice diet.
Not as strict as the ABC, or SGD (though SGD is not as strict, but still).
It's LTD.
Live Thin diet.

It's starting on the nineteenth of this month.
I start it this day, so the fasting and the free days will fall on days that fasting is something they won't notice.
Like Friday-fast (a bit hard, but I think I can do it, with good planning), Saturday-free day, which is good, because I'll be in home, and Sunday-fasting which is the easiest so far, because on Sunday I'm barely in home, I can skip breakfast, skip lunch, and I'll be home while dinner, so I'll say that I'm not hunrgy.
My mother will force me to drink at least tea.
And tah-dah, good planning!

My main problem is the carvings.
They suck.
But  I must resist.
Because I can do it.
I'm going to the fridge, open something, telling myself that I don't want it, coming to put it back, thinking that it looks weird, cuts a large piece, eats it.
I'm stupid.
 I know.

...

Well, at least I learned one of my largest binge makers.
Watching TV/computer in the living room.
Because we have straight excess to the kitchen, it makes it so easy to go there and binge.
The cure?
Sitting in the room.
Or jogging.
I don't eat in my room.
Unless it's some sort of a in-mouth candy.
Like hard candy, or gum, I'm trying to find a liquorice recipe, as I see it's made out of flour. 

Well, I'll check it more later. 

And I'll tell you my magical plans for Wednesday. 

And many stuff alike on Tuesday. 

School bell of the day: Titanium of David Guetta and Sia. 

Check the skeletons you carry in you closet before you judge the monsters under my bed.