I was woken up at first by my father, he tried
to open my window and close my air conditioner, I told him “No. Leave.” And
then I was woken up again, by a fucking chainsaw! So did my sister; tell me who
the fuck uses a chainsaw before brunch time?! I mean, no earlier than eleven!
It should be a law, it’s annoying as hell!
I’m now sitting on one of my beanbags, the other one is across the room, which is funny because my room is so small that I can say that it’s across the room and still a meter away from me.
I’m listening to Dark Tranquillity, it’s another step towards increasing the knowledge the music and cutting down (I’m starting to think about the self-harm jokes that I was reading about, some thread on MPA was about a girl being upset because of self-harm jokes) on my open tabs.
Wow, okay, Arch Enemy, impressed, very impressed; I’m listening to “Yesterday is Dead and Gone” and I enjoy it.
It should be a law, it’s annoying as hell!
I’m now sitting on one of my beanbags, the other one is across the room, which is funny because my room is so small that I can say that it’s across the room and still a meter away from me.
I’m listening to Dark Tranquillity, it’s another step towards increasing the knowledge the music and cutting down (I’m starting to think about the self-harm jokes that I was reading about, some thread on MPA was about a girl being upset because of self-harm jokes) on my open tabs.
Wow, okay, Arch Enemy, impressed, very impressed; I’m listening to “Yesterday is Dead and Gone” and I enjoy it.
I was in one of the American atheism Facebook
pages, and it just showed me that America and Israel are even more similar than
I thought; I didn’t know that in the religion belt it’s that bad, hell, I
didn’t know about the taxes either! Now I know it, and it’s just giving me
another perspective about anything made in America, which is good; since that I
missed the information about the Israeli culture during it’s beginning to until
the seventies (about 30 years), I’m going to learn the new ones, it’s
frustrating, but it’s better than nothing.
I think that probably folk metal is one of the better genres that exist, it’s like folk (which is amazing by itself) but with a twist, I like folk rock, folk metal, now it makes me wonder, what else does it have? Folk jazz? Oh, it’s real! I’m trying to Wikipedia everything that I can possibly find about these magical music gems.
I was looking in another subgenre, now it’s all that I can find about a band named “Sol Invictus”.
I have to say something, yesterday I asked my friend for her Rosh 1 magazine that she carried in her bag, I quickly looked for the music page (who is not MTV page, which is simply popular music rather than music news) and I found nothing new; I understand how silly it is from me to tell you about nothing, but it brings me to this point, where I say that it’s really hard to keep up with the bands you like, I have to guess what happens, and just be very active even though that Twitter is annoying with its updates (the old look was just fine!) and Facebook is the reaper of privacy, Google+ just doesn’t work, I find checking my email to be exhausting, and (sadly) nobody knocks on my door and telling me exactly what’s new in my interests!
I think that probably folk metal is one of the better genres that exist, it’s like folk (which is amazing by itself) but with a twist, I like folk rock, folk metal, now it makes me wonder, what else does it have? Folk jazz? Oh, it’s real! I’m trying to Wikipedia everything that I can possibly find about these magical music gems.
I was looking in another subgenre, now it’s all that I can find about a band named “Sol Invictus”.
I have to say something, yesterday I asked my friend for her Rosh 1 magazine that she carried in her bag, I quickly looked for the music page (who is not MTV page, which is simply popular music rather than music news) and I found nothing new; I understand how silly it is from me to tell you about nothing, but it brings me to this point, where I say that it’s really hard to keep up with the bands you like, I have to guess what happens, and just be very active even though that Twitter is annoying with its updates (the old look was just fine!) and Facebook is the reaper of privacy, Google+ just doesn’t work, I find checking my email to be exhausting, and (sadly) nobody knocks on my door and telling me exactly what’s new in my interests!
I’m watching more about YouTubers having
another internet personality, like fake personality, inspired from an Onision
Speaks’ video, and I’m looking for others that speak about it.
I just never thought about it.
I just never thought about it.
I think I’m going to draw some more stickers.
Wait, no, I’m going to explain it to you!
I got that masking tape that I bought once, and I like drawing on it and stick it to my bed posts, I feel it’s like the least harmful self-expression in decoration of room ever, so far I got a “Happy” with purple and yellow weird background, a one with two blood cells holding themselves so the stitched wound will open and they say “Rebel!!!”, I also got one that Yael drew for me, it’s a red with whie dots toadstool that’s in the center of a blue and bits of green background, I have some weird sims one that has the classic one in the middle and one thinner in one side and one thicker in the other side, I also have one that my brother drew, it’s a mountains with trees or flowers. I like these posts, this bed is probably the best way to express myself, I mean, all of the things that are around it, and all the things that are in its shelves.
Wait, no, I’m going to explain it to you!
I got that masking tape that I bought once, and I like drawing on it and stick it to my bed posts, I feel it’s like the least harmful self-expression in decoration of room ever, so far I got a “Happy” with purple and yellow weird background, a one with two blood cells holding themselves so the stitched wound will open and they say “Rebel!!!”, I also got one that Yael drew for me, it’s a red with whie dots toadstool that’s in the center of a blue and bits of green background, I have some weird sims one that has the classic one in the middle and one thinner in one side and one thicker in the other side, I also have one that my brother drew, it’s a mountains with trees or flowers. I like these posts, this bed is probably the best way to express myself, I mean, all of the things that are around it, and all the things that are in its shelves.
I’m going to eat.
OKAY WOW.
Eleven hours passed since that sentence!
Since that the in between doesn’t really
matter, I’m going to shortly sum it up!
I ate, I watched Bat Mizvah films and laughed about them, I noticed that in one, the soundtrack was “Lonely Day” of System of a Down, and then it suddenly was “Only Girl” of Rihanna and then “Diamonds” of her as well, then I did things that I do not remember, I watched some videos made by people who have studied the middle eastern Israel-Palestine conflict, and they said that the main reason that in the media people stick with Palestine is that because Israel never knew how to explain themselves, I loved how true they are.
I ate, I watched Bat Mizvah films and laughed about them, I noticed that in one, the soundtrack was “Lonely Day” of System of a Down, and then it suddenly was “Only Girl” of Rihanna and then “Diamonds” of her as well, then I did things that I do not remember, I watched some videos made by people who have studied the middle eastern Israel-Palestine conflict, and they said that the main reason that in the media people stick with Palestine is that because Israel never knew how to explain themselves, I loved how true they are.
That’s pretty much it.
In the past hour or so I watched Onision’s
videos filed in a playlist named “Depression”.
I think about it a lot in these hours anyway,
so why won’t I do it?
I’m enjoying it; I’m trying to understand something that I cannot really understand, I can just guess, but I can never fully understand, simply because I’m not this other person who feels this way, I can just feel something close to what this person described and attempt to relate, but other than that, I can never understand them.
I’m enjoying it; I’m trying to understand something that I cannot really understand, I can just guess, but I can never fully understand, simply because I’m not this other person who feels this way, I can just feel something close to what this person described and attempt to relate, but other than that, I can never understand them.
Okay, I’m watching now “Forever Hated” and Skye
(is that the correct name?) is making faces and doing stuff in the back, I love
it! I do it with acting out the words, but not just acting out, acting out
super dramatically, and that entertains me and my surroundings.
Entertain; entertainment; entertained.
Okay I’m really bad at spelling certain words, so this is the explanations, fuck this is another word now.
Explain; explained; explanation; explaining; explainer.
I feel really silly for doing so, but it’s what I’m doing and you’re going to bear with me, or not, there’s a close button for this tab, so you can do whatever you want; this is the fucking internet.
Entertain; entertainment; entertained.
Okay I’m really bad at spelling certain words, so this is the explanations, fuck this is another word now.
Explain; explained; explanation; explaining; explainer.
I feel really silly for doing so, but it’s what I’m doing and you’re going to bear with me, or not, there’s a close button for this tab, so you can do whatever you want; this is the fucking internet.
I wanted to say something, but I looked for
something in Ebay, and now I just lost what I was thinking about.
Hm, let’s talk about my weird self (I really
have nothing else to speak about in this blog that’s dedicated to my everyday life),
the perspective and the happiness that follows it.
I have so many places to start from, so I’m going to make several sentences that will develop to things at each time, they’ll be in Italic.
I hate to fake smiles; I feel that each time that somebody tells me to smile when I’m not smiling just makes it worse, I mean, I smile if I want to, and if I’m happy I’ll smile, if I don’t smile it doesn’t mean that my life necessarily revolve around misery and I’m going to commit suicide at any given moment, it means simply that I don’t feel a large amount of happiness in that situation or that I have no need to physically express it; so each time that somebody tells me to smile, depends on the person (there’s a very small amount that I don’t do it for), I just give them the most obviously-faked smile, and then they usually say something in the spirit of “Come on Dvash, a real smile!” And I know how stupid it is, after it I usually frown, and that’s not nice either; long story short, I hate people who say you to smile when you don’t want to.
Near the ending, I remembered what I wanted to say, it’s something that I thought about today a lot.
The fact that my brain development and its current state could have been taken away from me, since the moment that I was being born; when I was born, I was born purple as I said a couple of times before, because that I couldn’t breathe, I never connected the dots and never came to the understanding that I could have been born with Cerebral Palsy or another brain damage condition.
I want to thank the amazing doctors who did everything to make sure that I’m going to have a good life, in fact, amazing life.
Look, not only that my IQ is not severely low, it’s quite above the average, I’m classified as a gifted by the Israeli ministry of education, and by tests that I’ve easily passed at the third grade (I was an above average nine year old, I have no idea if it really counts now too, since that all I can do is be really creative and talkative and I’m a relatively a quick leaner and I’m adapting to situations), it’s amazing, I just need to thank these doctors so much.
I have wonderful life, and I should really go hunt for these doctors and let them know that everything that they’ve done is amazing.
I was born with a large birth mark, and it didn’t say anything good, as such a large and dark birth mark can have a bad medical future.
I have actually probably one of the better lives, and since I’m adaptable, I can pretty much have a nice future, even though that in some points of nights I will completely disagree with what I say (puberty is magical, isn’t it?) but I actually have an amazing amount of opportunities.
I have so many places to start from, so I’m going to make several sentences that will develop to things at each time, they’ll be in Italic.
I hate to fake smiles; I feel that each time that somebody tells me to smile when I’m not smiling just makes it worse, I mean, I smile if I want to, and if I’m happy I’ll smile, if I don’t smile it doesn’t mean that my life necessarily revolve around misery and I’m going to commit suicide at any given moment, it means simply that I don’t feel a large amount of happiness in that situation or that I have no need to physically express it; so each time that somebody tells me to smile, depends on the person (there’s a very small amount that I don’t do it for), I just give them the most obviously-faked smile, and then they usually say something in the spirit of “Come on Dvash, a real smile!” And I know how stupid it is, after it I usually frown, and that’s not nice either; long story short, I hate people who say you to smile when you don’t want to.
Near the ending, I remembered what I wanted to say, it’s something that I thought about today a lot.
The fact that my brain development and its current state could have been taken away from me, since the moment that I was being born; when I was born, I was born purple as I said a couple of times before, because that I couldn’t breathe, I never connected the dots and never came to the understanding that I could have been born with Cerebral Palsy or another brain damage condition.
I want to thank the amazing doctors who did everything to make sure that I’m going to have a good life, in fact, amazing life.
Look, not only that my IQ is not severely low, it’s quite above the average, I’m classified as a gifted by the Israeli ministry of education, and by tests that I’ve easily passed at the third grade (I was an above average nine year old, I have no idea if it really counts now too, since that all I can do is be really creative and talkative and I’m a relatively a quick leaner and I’m adapting to situations), it’s amazing, I just need to thank these doctors so much.
I have wonderful life, and I should really go hunt for these doctors and let them know that everything that they’ve done is amazing.
I was born with a large birth mark, and it didn’t say anything good, as such a large and dark birth mark can have a bad medical future.
I have actually probably one of the better lives, and since I’m adaptable, I can pretty much have a nice future, even though that in some points of nights I will completely disagree with what I say (puberty is magical, isn’t it?) but I actually have an amazing amount of opportunities.
Short pause, it’s really easy to tell when I
watch multiple Onision videos, don’t you agree?
Okay, I just wanted that I really think that
being a Doctor is amazing; it’s a fucking expensive seven years of hard
studying, but it’s totally worth it if you know that you’re saving lives.
Okay, it’s three am and ten minutes, I’m going
to bed
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