For a second, I thought that she was serious.
Now I'm just glaring at the screen.
I'm amazed by how stupid can a human be.
We all know that in order to make a character fit the space, you match the slang, and obviously the names.
From some reason, I don't think that you'd call a Nazi Ahmed, or Judit, or an Israeli, Adolf, just saying.
You can't live in Israel, and have friends with the nickname Jake (at least write Jacob, for fuck's sake) and Evalynn, and Demi.
Demitria.
Again.
People should stop writing when they are incapable to do it nicely, and they don't have a potential.
I can write a short film, but I can't write a short story, that's me, and I enjoy it, I don't force myself writing bullshit that sounds like a try-hard in the CP world (I love how much mean they are!), so please stop.
You can't mix cultures like that.
At least make the non-Israeli names for, I don't know, immigrants, or Taglit guys, it'd make sense, and if they have a family name, please at least fit it to their first name, and don't be like many parents from my city, having very universal or American/European first names for their children, but extremely Hebrew family names, which makes their full names only half pronounceable.
Timothy Hajaj.
You are unable to say Hajaj in English, from the simple reason that you don't have the letters.
Oh, please, don't even bother.
Just because you feel very "dark" inside, it doesn't mean that you can call your blog The "Black" blog.
You even call yourself The Black Queen.
CAN SOMEBODY EXPLAIN TO HER WHAT IT MEANS TO BE BLACK.
It means that kids are calling you a "monkey" and adults treat you like you are contagious.
Dude, my parents were born here, one side from my family is another generation in here, they fucking built this place, and people like you are making me feel ill.
It means that people try to get out of your way, and insult you, like everything is your fault.
It means that when you offer your help to a child in a problem that s/he caused, s/he refuse, and go cry to her daddy/mommy like you made it happen, and their parent will fucking yell at you, assholes.
It hurts as fuck.
Even more in a white city, dude, that's not fair, you mistreat me because of what? My skin color? Again? Here comes preschool again...
Okay, since I have 8 periods of torture, that equals to be about, seven hours of suffering, and then another hour or two of sweating my soul away, then I'm going home, an hour or so of nothingness, I'm going to the Kabria, and I'd be back at some point of the evening.
Just one more song and I'm going to get ready.
I don't want to do anything but this, sit, hear music, move my head every once in a while (like my Sims' poses, every couple of seconds they change it), and post, post forever.
I'M SO HAPPY THAT I GOOGLED IT!
https://www.google.com/search?q=israeblog+nana+10+%D7%90%D7%99%D7%9E%D7%95&oq=israeblog+nana+10+%D7%90%D7%99%D7%9E%D7%95&aqs=chrome..69i57.9480j0j4&sourceid=chrome&es_sm=0&ie=UTF-8
I googled "Israblog Nana10" and the word "Emo" on Hebrew.
I feel like I'm the Giraffe from the Skittles commercial!
Just because I'm doing something very unimportant, I'm hearing another song.
Over thousand comments.
It's about the education ministry (I love calling it this way,sounds so unreal) trying to go against the emo movement (how do they think that I'm supposed to stay alive without them on Stips, the less depressed but more moody and suicidal!).
They are trying to do that because they think that they are very suicidal.
I personally think that they should take care for the arsses, the group that smokes, hears a very loud music, and they are just a shame for this country.
I'm trying to read the comments, and I know that I need to watch the video first, but I'm lazy, maybe tomorrow's afternoon I'd enjoy some aggressive comments (mostly about Tokyo Hotel and that they aren't emo), and I just love the ones that are about "So what if I hear rock music and I wear black clothes and dye my hair it doesn't mean that I'm..."
It makes me wonder, how close are those people to the arsses, after all hair dying, music that has roots and evolved a new kind of genre (I won't start mentioning, I had enough from Wikipedia), and black clothing.
...
I'm at school.
I was looking for emo blogs on Israblog.
I somehow found tipo.
TIPO.
The best website for preteens and tweens*.
*tweens at their weird stereotypical phase*
And that "emo king" named Deamo and Dimo or whatever you spell it, he's a Russian sort of a business man.
I have noticed that so many Russians at Israblog are getting super famous, and Senia is a great example.
Wait no, it's Dimo, his real name is Dima something.
I can't find his blog.
Maybe he was banned (just like Senia) or that he was murdered.
....
I didn't expect that, like if you'd seriously ask me that, then I might say it, but I don't expect those sort of things all the time.
I found a website about emos (I wonder how old was the writer at the time) and there was photos.
I saw some typical art, which reminds me a more depressing Iain Smith (or Rawdy, if you'd like) and it had a diagonal checkers as the background, the writing itself is white on a black page, I might just invert the colors so I'd be able to see better.
It had a My Chemical Romance picture, from the Helena video if I remember correctly.
Wow, I like that person.
She had a blog before the one I've just seen, and she's a sarcastic epic person.
....
Okay, I had some time, Dima is a really strange scene kid.
I'm very confused.
I can't even explain how weird it is.
He's twenty.
He could be an oligarch.
I don't know, the weird and serious look.
Or a son of one.
Actually, he might be a son of someone.
It's Israel, after all, you have no idea how close a celebrity you like can be.
It's not like were a big place, it's usually eight hours from the north to the south.
Appearantly, one of the only bearable musicians in Israel was living in my city and his son was a very close friend of mine.
All I remember was how much I hated one girl at the time.
That's what I remember.
That, and the camel dance.
That's it.
Wow, I can't believe I'm actually reading it!
I'm surprised!
I usually get bored in the middle.
He made Li Biran to confirm that he's emo.
Well, Li Biran is an actor who probably messed with the stylists, because on the poster he was in for his TV program, he looked like a forty year old divorced woman.
Seriously, that was pathetic.
And it's not that he's an asshole, he's actually nice and funny (I know that because he's a friend of a friend from my surfing thing I had on Passover, it's Israel after all).
By the way Dima.
Have you heard about Yossi Dina?
He owns a pawn shop at Beverly Hills.
I watched an episode of it because it was after the show about the worst that was published (Courtney Love's vagina!) and it was fucking ridiculous.
I can't believe that they show it!
I remember Cory an Aria.
Cory is acting like a lovely girl-next-door beauty.
Aria, is more passionate. (?)
An Yossi, or as I'd like to call him now: Yosef, is a person with an annoying tone and voice (he speaks very slowly and his voice is deep-ish, so it sounds very weird combined) and he is basically a north-Tel-Avivian sort of guy.
It makes me want to hurt him only because of his attitude.
It's very common in my city, and I never liked the sort of people that are this way.
I'm continuing with reading Dima's blog.
He should stop smoking.
He looks really old.
Older than forty.
I wonder how much I posted by now, in my iphone it seems like I wrote a terms and conditions document.
Okay, I got pisses off about the blog, it took too much reading until I'd get to the time I want to.
I skipped a period of a year.
Instead of 2009, 2008.
I saw a picture of him, when he sleeps, and his hair is fully teased.
It seemed extremely uncomfortable.
....
I'm reading the comments before I'm heading to the practice, for some sweating and being a typical on period girl, I just enjoy the comments.
Most of them are still about Tokio Hotel, and it pisses me off.
I want to see stupid teenagers and tweenagers arguing and being whiny.
Or girls, even though that girls don't cout, girls on their period are very emotional.
Wait, now I know why I wanted to watch Suicide Room and Mean Girls.
I love how many comments sound like a typical popular and girly comment.
It's epic.
They write Engrew, or Heblish if you'd like (because it's not Englishifying, for sure) and it's pathetic.
It makes me want to hurt their face badly.
I just wonder, if you're emo only when you write emo music.
If so, I'm nothing.
Nothing at fucking all.
I will never write with the intention to amuse others with stupid rhymes.
Unless it's a parody that I make with my sister.
I won't even make a cheer/moral song, it'd be stolen anyway.
I remember how much I hated writing those 5 line songs, it was painful.
"Okay, Emo is not rock it's a shemale Pop-Rock."
Dude I love your choice of words.
Back to Tokyo Hotel before I leave.
It'd be easier to call them Nazis than Emos, just saying.
After all, they are German.
By the way nazis, I don't remember if I wrote about the New Yorker, Nazi Taxi driver, anyway, a BLACK taxi driver wore an arm "sleeve" of the Nazis', and when he was reported for doing so, he asked why can't he be a nazi, who said that he can't.
THE FUCKING NAZIS.
They graded you as a low life only because your skin tone you fucking moron.
......
I can't stop thinking about that fucking nickname.
Your name is Dima, and you changed it for Dimo?
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
DIMA IS AWESOME.
So is Fatma and Fatima, and Pier, and Oleg (all hail Oleg), and Tyron.
Tyron is mostly because of Dipper.
One person suggested an emo hunt.
So much better than hipster hunt.
But you know what's better?
Orange tan hunt, so much better.
Okay, I'm trying to remember what I did when it was 2008, I think I got a deep cut on my toe (the toes' thumb to be accurate), and that I watched Sweet Sixteen.
And I enjoyed that.
Okay, I can't read the comments with all of their pathetic slang (whispers: "It's so six years ago!") and I'm mostly skipping them.
For some reason, I can't see anymore the combination of the letters "W" "T" "F" and gawd and god, and oh my gawd/god.
Okay, stupid sir online who can't spell my family name (which is also a mentally ill institution), I just like you a little bit more.
Before I translate his majestic words, I want to proudly say that I pooped greatly and laptop on your lap is great for passing the time.
Hahahaha first of all they pictured punks... Not emos. And the emos that I know... Most of that are in Abarbanel.
I love you. a lot.
That's not racism you stupid commenter, the fact that you wrote that it's racism and that racism is not only about the race made you thousand times more stupid.
It's called discrimination.
It's third grade material. you bitch.
Oh, the ones who are protesting against the education ministry with their pathetic grammar and vocabulary, and calling them low IQ-ed are stupid, in so many levels, that it's just fucking sad.
It's quite shameful that they give more fucks about the music and clothes that kids wear and hear than the rapes, drugs, and you know, murders.
Dude, plenty of 12-14 year olds were blackmailed to rape or simply raped, usually a gang-rape.
Drugs, how can you not? Nice Guy, is a great example.
And murders, like the boy, and that other boy, and that girl that was almost stabbed to death (inspired by Galice), and shit.
Wow, they really care about Tokyo Hotel (or is it Tokio? I say Tokyo, fuck it) and their genre, it's Pop Rock and Alternative Rock.
Now I may say, SHUT THE FUCK UP BECAUSE WE SAW IT IN THE LAST TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY EIGHT COMMENTS FOR FUCK'S SAKE.
I pooped happily in that period (giggles) of time, and I'm leaving for the Kabria.
....
It's almost ten, so I'm telling you that BOTH OF MY PARENTS SUPPORT THE TRIP.
FUCK YEAH.
The place is named Kecskemét, and I'm pretty excited about it.
....
I'm reading the comments before I'm heading to the practice, for some sweating and being a typical on period girl, I just enjoy the comments.
Most of them are still about Tokio Hotel, and it pisses me off.
I want to see stupid teenagers and tweenagers arguing and being whiny.
Or girls, even though that girls don't cout, girls on their period are very emotional.
Wait, now I know why I wanted to watch Suicide Room and Mean Girls.
I love how many comments sound like a typical popular and girly comment.
It's epic.
They write Engrew, or Heblish if you'd like (because it's not Englishifying, for sure) and it's pathetic.
It makes me want to hurt their face badly.
I just wonder, if you're emo only when you write emo music.
If so, I'm nothing.
Nothing at fucking all.
I will never write with the intention to amuse others with stupid rhymes.
Unless it's a parody that I make with my sister.
I won't even make a cheer/moral song, it'd be stolen anyway.
I remember how much I hated writing those 5 line songs, it was painful.
"Okay, Emo is not rock it's a shemale Pop-Rock."
Dude I love your choice of words.
Back to Tokyo Hotel before I leave.
It'd be easier to call them Nazis than Emos, just saying.
After all, they are German.
By the way nazis, I don't remember if I wrote about the New Yorker, Nazi Taxi driver, anyway, a BLACK taxi driver wore an arm "sleeve" of the Nazis', and when he was reported for doing so, he asked why can't he be a nazi, who said that he can't.
THE FUCKING NAZIS.
They graded you as a low life only because your skin tone you fucking moron.
......
I can't stop thinking about that fucking nickname.
Your name is Dima, and you changed it for Dimo?
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
DIMA IS AWESOME.
So is Fatma and Fatima, and Pier, and Oleg (all hail Oleg), and Tyron.
Tyron is mostly because of Dipper.
One person suggested an emo hunt.
So much better than hipster hunt.
But you know what's better?
Orange tan hunt, so much better.
Okay, I'm trying to remember what I did when it was 2008, I think I got a deep cut on my toe (the toes' thumb to be accurate), and that I watched Sweet Sixteen.
And I enjoyed that.
Okay, I can't read the comments with all of their pathetic slang (whispers: "It's so six years ago!") and I'm mostly skipping them.
For some reason, I can't see anymore the combination of the letters "W" "T" "F" and gawd and god, and oh my gawd/god.
Okay, stupid sir online who can't spell my family name (which is also a mentally ill institution), I just like you a little bit more.
Before I translate his majestic words, I want to proudly say that I pooped greatly and laptop on your lap is great for passing the time.
Hahahaha first of all they pictured punks... Not emos. And the emos that I know... Most of that are in Abarbanel.
I love you. a lot.
That's not racism you stupid commenter, the fact that you wrote that it's racism and that racism is not only about the race made you thousand times more stupid.
It's called discrimination.
It's third grade material. you bitch.
Oh, the ones who are protesting against the education ministry with their pathetic grammar and vocabulary, and calling them low IQ-ed are stupid, in so many levels, that it's just fucking sad.
It's quite shameful that they give more fucks about the music and clothes that kids wear and hear than the rapes, drugs, and you know, murders.
Dude, plenty of 12-14 year olds were blackmailed to rape or simply raped, usually a gang-rape.
Drugs, how can you not? Nice Guy, is a great example.
And murders, like the boy, and that other boy, and that girl that was almost stabbed to death (inspired by Galice), and shit.
Wow, they really care about Tokyo Hotel (or is it Tokio? I say Tokyo, fuck it) and their genre, it's Pop Rock and Alternative Rock.
Now I may say, SHUT THE FUCK UP BECAUSE WE SAW IT IN THE LAST TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY EIGHT COMMENTS FOR FUCK'S SAKE.
I pooped happily in that period (giggles) of time, and I'm leaving for the Kabria.
....
It's almost ten, so I'm telling you that BOTH OF MY PARENTS SUPPORT THE TRIP.
FUCK YEAH.
The place is named Kecskemét, and I'm pretty excited about it.
It's not sziget, but who the fuck cares, I'm going to HUNGARY.
Wow, if you live there, we may hug nonstop, okay?
And we might stab our fingers, siblings in blood.
WAIT.
WHAT IF WE'RE LIKE DAMEN AND EVER.
HOLY FUCK THAT WOULD BE AMAZING!
Unless that one of us is going to explode or be melted with acid or something, that wouldn't be cool, at all.
Wow, today was *hopefully* the last day of this emotional rollercoaster that I despise.
My friend, Yael, was upset after I said that she's taking it all too hard (we had some competitive game at the Kabria) and she was so upset that she told me to not to her, no matter how hard I tried to say that I'm sorry.
I planned to just lose it, I couldn't be without anybody, left alone, I had that time with Gal, do you think that I felt anything?
Well, most of the time, I didn't, I just decided to numb myself from the grief.
I don't want to deal with it.
Ever again.
When people leave you as their choice, after they meant the world to you, you can't just be.
That's why I'm okay with death that is not suicide.
Celebrate life, don't be depressed from the "loss".
She forgave me at some point, I'm glad she did.
I wouldn't be able to function at all.
Well, I'm going to sleep, have nice dreams, I hope that you won't have any rollercoasters.
At all, they suck, and it drives you crazy.
Well, for now, I'm going to sail into the wonderful sleeping world, and I'd dream about all the places I'd go, and all the people that I'd meet, and maybe, I'd meet you, whoever you are.
And I'd cry.
Because, we all do that when you meet somebody who saved your life.
You proved me that imaginary friends are very nice, and that I'm not alone, ever.
Thank you.
I wrote over 2500 words, just saying.
I feel like I didn't even said enough.
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