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All of the people that I see know me and ask the same questions, which can be annoying, but it's nice, too.- Sometimes, these people say things like "I was of the people that worked in your daycare center when you were two!"
- Each of my cousins, starting fromt the youngest, Ellie, who is a very quiet baby, though it's very easy to bring out her gorgeous smile.
- Corrie, who was really shy of me for a long time, but now she likes me. I love the mechigenas that we do together, her voice (it's hilarious), how smart she is (she can say "baby jogger"), and much more.
- Jan (Ban-Ban), who also has a really cute smile, already knows his colors, and is just really cute. Oh, and his laugh, which is hilarious because it goes up and down in a funny way.
- Neil, who is very loving and always gives people hugs.
- Liv, who is suddenly a not a toddler anymore and it's really weird.
- And my aunts and uncles. Sharon, who took care of me and makes really good tea and Git, who took me shopping and actually said that it was fun to do it with me.
- The beach and the pool.
- The monotony of kibbutz life. The way that all of the houses are the same, and have the same tiles. It's a nice reminder of when I was a kid.
- Just generally being here, my first home, with people that I know and have known my mother when she was a kid.
- Being identified as Adi and Robert's daughter, or Sharoni's niece, or Ruti's granddaughter.
- Biking everywhere.
- The relaxed feeling of people that don't have to worry much about money and any of the needs that are taken care of by it.
I've finally stopped procastinating and figured out how to do an lj cut. I now know how friends' pages work, so I believe that is a nice jester.
This is just my amusing day here in Israel. I've been talking to a friend and s/he's doing something completly differnt while I'm just gonna finish emailing some people, shower, and maybe go to sleep.
Err...sorry if it writes the cut thingy twice...this is my first time.
Amazing Information that you'll need to know if you want to win on "Who Wants to be a Millionaire"
So I'm in Israel right now and I've verry happy to be here. I'm in a kibbutz, on the Mediterranean. At its simplest, a kibbutz is, as my brother said, a non-totalitarian communist society. Everyone works for the common good and everyone is rewarded and taken care of. The only bad thing is the stupid heat. It's really not as bad as where I live in the U.S. BUT the humidity is unbelievable, BECAUSE I'm right on the see. It's horrible. It is beautiful, though, when you go to Zichron, for example, and you see the sea and the land spread out. I'll try to catch the view with a camera.
Anyhow, today, all of the women in my family made me laugh. First, I went with my grandma to buy clothes for my self (I got a really nice shirt) and then when we got home, my little cousin, Liv, and my brother locked us (a kibbutz is very sheltered, so no one locks their doors often or religiously) and then my brother opened the door and "hid". Everything was dark, but we heard Live giggling. I was also laughing really hard and then Savta (grandma in Hebrew) and I kept asking where they were, we "discovered" my brother and then I went to sit on the couch and suddenly I put my feet on Liv's leg!
Then, my aunt (Gitit, which is a Biblical instrument similar to the lyre) made me laugh, though I don't remeber how, when we got back to her house after we drove to Zichron to go shopping (really nice stuff, but expensive).
Once it was time for Git's three young kids (the oldest of which is Liv) to go to sleep, I went with my Savta on her cart to my other aunt, Sharon's, house, where her two young girls couldn't fall asleep. The younger one had a temperature, though Savta said that she got over the worst part and the older one was just happy to be up at such an hour. She was pretty funny. Sharon had bought my grandma some sort of nightgown which Savta didn't want, so Sharon was wearing it, which was hilarious, since only old people wear nightgowns here. She also went to take Corrie, her older daughter, for a ride in her little...baby thingy that you push, in the nightgown. And then, once Ellie, the younger girl, fell asleep, Savta and I went home in her cart, which she only got on Thurs. so she's learning how to drive the thing and it was hilarious when she was trying to get to her house because it connects to the little path by a tine lane that is at an awkward angle.
In the time that we weren't sure if it was or wasn't Parkinson's I had a sort of awakening, and I was more aware of the disease. When I heard the word said on the radio, for example, it jumped out at me. But thankfully, it is not that.
This is all very sucky because my grandad from my mom's side had, througout the first half of the past year, a few cancerous growths which have now been successfully eradicated, but it still makes me aware of how old my grandparents are getting, especially my father's parents. His father, atleast, has some really good longevity genes and an older brother that is still going strong at an old age. Still. I love all 5 (one
grandma is the second wife of mom's dad, but she's like blood to me) of my grandparents. My family, especially my mom's family, has a high emphasis on family, both immediate and extended, and what family means. I shall now commence a family tangent. You have been warned. So for us, family is, well, family. I'll start with immidiate family because it's easier. I grew up in a place that, in the briefest way, can be described as a non-totalitarian commuminst society. In our twon, team work was highly emphasized, and that still translates to my family life even though we have moved to the U.S. We all partake in making dinner, unless we have homework, are very, very tired, or have some other kind of work that needs to get done. We all help clean up after dinner, with the same conditions. I guess our outlook is different. It's not like my dad sits around while my mom cooks and cleans. We all help; we clean the house every weekend, and now that we've moved into a new house, every weekend, we do a project together to do finaly changes to the house. Next weekend, we are going to attack part II of the garden. My aunts and uncles are like surrgate parents. When we were still living in Israel, we would eat dinner every Saturday night together. My dad would cook and everyone would come and we'd have fun. Friday nights, we'd all eat dinner together at the commumal dining hall. More so, when a family member was coming back from a flight and needed to be picked up at midnight, someone was always there to do it. When my single aunt needed something fixed in her house, my father or my uncle always helped her and, in turn, when my parents wanted to go out and needed a babysitter, they could always count on my aunts or my grandmother. That is the tacit concept of family for myself and my family. It's kind of weird for me in the U.S., this difference. That, however, is one of the lovely effects of culture shock.
That is all. Bye bye.
I got a few emails, though I had a bit of trouble reading them. For a while, I forgot who a certain address was from.
This is something that Pumpkin, my friend, very kindly wrote on my leg. I have no idea why because she is quite literally the nicest person I know. Well, I know a few more nice people, but with them, it's fake.
Finally, I couldn't help but include this one because it shows my beautiful anklets. The first one from the...right was made by my friend who I need a codename for. Huh. I'm drawing a blank. Anyhow, I made the other one, and it has no pattern, because I am awesome like that. By the way, the little piece of writing says Noosh, which is a nickname of another one of my friends. Nooshe refused to draw/write on me, so she made a dot and I labeled it.
Oh. I just noticed another email address. I should email this person, though I am not sure who it is.
- Mood:
bored
This one speaks for itself.
- Location:usual
- Music:radio
Ok. So today, I went to watch Revolutionary road with my mother. During a sort of preview thing, there was a song that Kid Rock had done (I think) in association with the National Gaurd. It was a song about great they are...I'll see if I can find it on youtube.
And there's also this one by Three Doors Down:
I would like to say my opinion of these...music videos and then I would appreciate a discussion with the maximum of two people that read the journal.
To me, these are like brain washing. From the teeny, eensy bit that I've seen from war, it's not fun and there is certainly no glory in killing. Sometimes, I agree, it is neccessary, but never should it sit well with anybody. In my opinion, much consideration should be taken before going into war and it should be determined that killing is the last and only resort. If there is another way, it should be employed.
What particularily struck out to me is in the Kid Rock video when the solidier kicks the ball back to the, for lack of better war, native kid. Well, guess what! That soldier is probably going to kill or be killed by that kid's dad. Last I checked, a kid needed his dad more than a soccer ball, but maybe the sky has fallen... I read some of the comments for these youtube videos. A person said that his/her brother was inspired by the Three Doors Down video to JOIN THE MILITARY. My father was on reserve duty when we were living where we used to live, and he had to go for several weeks a year. After just a little bit, that youtube user will stop being proud and will only want his/her brother to come home. The brother will want the same thing. He won't care as much about "honor", "not accepting defeat" and "firing the shot that started a nation." And, last, I doubt that there are footballs in Iraq. But maybe that is just overkill.
Ok. Done with that. So the actual movie was...pretty good. I enjoyed the discussion I had with my mother afterwards. I thought that the movie itself was a bit slow-moving and would have worked better as a sub-plot or short story, but oh well. The ending was slightly inevetible and obvious, though the ideas expressed were very deep and there was much to explore. I enjoyed pin pointing the precise climax, rising action, and falling action. Another thing I didn't like is that there were a few characters that were there only to serve a purpose, like in Greek plays. For example, there was a person who "wasn't well," which means that he was insane and he sort of validated the couple's feelings and then got angry at them.
Super Muffin, I know that I told you this a long time ago, but I think that I will really start that Quote of the Day thing. Except that it will be a Quote of the Week thing...every Sunday. So tomorrow, expect a quote and a little explanation of what I think it means.
Today, I went with a certain friend of mine (the one that I hang out with a lot in school) and we went to plant trees. A lot more people came then expected, so we only ended up planting three trees. But we had a lot of fun and we sung Christmas carols to the trees by alternating the words. We didn't know many carols or their words, but it was still fun. The funny part is that we are both atheists and I identify myself with the Jewish faith. After that, when we went to the downtown, when we were waiting for a certain person, we breathed on some leaves and distinguished the monocot plants from the dicots. We breathed on the plants so that we could give them the CO2 and they could give us the oxygen we needed. Photosynthesis! Yes, we are crazy. Yes, we love it.
Let's see. I had something else to say, but, alas, I forgot. Damn...oh, yes. Well, this isn't what I was going to say, but it's one more thing. So the March issue of Psychology Today arrived in the mail Tuesday-ish. I enjoy telling people that it is called PT and that stands for Porn Today. My tree-friend told this to her sister today and the sister was shocked. It was quite funny.
Well, that is all. If I wait 18 minutes, I can post the Quote of the Week already!
Oh, also, a new library card should soon arrive from a library that has eBooks.
- Location:where else? room.
- Mood:none, really
- Music:too lat to apologize, one republic, i believe.
Now. The U.N. stuff. I haven't read the articles as I never find articles very informative, but Israel's excuses do seem a bit shoddy. I'm torn by a totally illogical loyalty and my avowed beliefs. Great. Now this whole damn thing is giving me inner turmoil. This reminds me of Munch's The Scream. Well, how I feel, at least.
I would like to say something about the extremists' views. They say that they are killing the Jews for their religion whe, in fact, the Qu'ran states specifically that murder is an automatic ticket to hell. How could such a peace loving religion have certain people that have been able to interpert the opposite of everything that the religion believes in? This is the answer: the extremists have their own agenda and are justifying it using their religion. In other words, outcome-based reasoning.
My brother mentioned that logically, Palestinians wouldn't want the land of Israel except for the fac that it is so developed. Of course, my brother is stubborn and atheist and probably doesn't udnersand that Muslims want the "Holy Land". While I am also atheist, I can understand this. Oh, well.
- Location:bedroom
- Mood:broken heart
- Music:some commercial.
- Location:room.
- Mood:bbbooooooorrrred
- Music:i don't know the name of the song.
So, my mom was helping this Israeli old lady plan a Hunnukah party and it took place yesterday. There were actually kids, which (whom?) I adore. I'm pretty sure that I've said this before, but I'd like to be a child psychologist. Anyhow, I played with these three kids who were with their grandparents for only a bit and then they left, but I helped carry the baby to the car, so I got an invitation to their house and stuff and I went today. And then I played with so other kids and first they attacked me 'cause I was ticklish, and then they put me in "prison." It was pretty fun.
Today, the parents of the kids from the party had come home and we went to the park and played there for about two hours. Then we went to their house and played there for a bit more. My mom was supposed to pick me up at one to go shopping, but I ended up staying 'till three. I remeber at one, I said to myself that I'd stay until two and then the next time I looked at my phone, it was two o'clock! They're such sweet kids, though. Actually, if I spend just a little bit of time with kids, I start talking about them to anybody that'll listen like I'm their grandmother. Most people probably find this Annoying.
Also, the kids' mother studied child psychology and she works as a family therapist. She says that usually, if the child has a problem, once you fix the parents' problems, then the child is OK. She also told me more about some career options concerning child psychology--I think that I'd like to be an occupational therapist. Because my parents didn't start my college account when I was born, I will have to find alternate means of paying for college. One thing is junior college, and then transfering to regular college. This would OK, because it would still say on my transcript that I graduated from the college that I transfered to. Very exciting stuff. I also want to ask her if there are any good psychology college in Israel, because I know that the Technion has a good reputation world wide.
Going to sleep.
- Location:regular: bed.
- Mood:jovially content
- Music:stuff-a-licious. don't ask.
I feel very content.
- Location:same as always: bed room
- Mood:very, very content
- Music:big girls don't cry. quite frankly, that is a stupid song.
Ok. So, here's some more vids. I had to go do some stuff, which is why I'd stopped in the middle.
Freerice.com 2
The best: One Laptop per Child
The Mr. Holland Opus Foundation -- very creative
Well, I'm pretty sure that that's it.
- Location:bed
- Mood:annoyed and vengeful
- Music:commercial for verizon wireless
Meanwhile, videos that managed to convince me and that I think have a worthwhile cause:
Darfur, excellent points.
Peace One Day
To Write Love on Her Arms
From 2007: Love of Reading
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sk2Q0pCR8
Freerice.com 1
- Location:bed
- Mood:none
- Music:john milenchamp
I love the idea of break, but I don't think that's it's very good for me...I basically slack off.
I have to work on a biology project which my partner and I have been procastinating on. I also need to edit a paper about the short story "The Scarlet Ibis" by James Hurst. Let's see--I also need to email my aunts and uncle, work on my mom's website, and...I don't there's anything else.
Dear God, I believe that they've started with the Christmas songs. There are some good ones, but there are some terrible ones. "Baby it's Cold Outside" is very fic-appealing.
I enjoy read Harry/Ginny fanfiction, which is what I believe I shall go do now.
- Location:My bedroom
- Mood:unknown
- Music:Xmas songs
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