Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Death of Pinky...

Or something...
Friendship... somehow you can rely on friends to help you when you're in need... people use that alot, what people don't do normally, is help others when they're in need. i'm sick of it. almost everyone i know killed pinky today.
not by means of murder, no, that would've been kind, but by just plainly turning their back on him, letting him die, alone... well thank you all.
no i really mean it.
I'm finally free, i dont give a damn anymore. it's a whole lot easier.
time to detach, let go.
whoever feels that they're my friends because of some obligation, stop it, i dont care anymore, let us part indifferent than remain strangers.
have a good life.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

I Saw them

I saw them move, I stood there watching
I saw them take boxes, and an electronic item
i saw the people, all sad and crying...
some were happy, a new life before them

at first they were 30, 40 at most.
the rest were not far behind, cleaning and closing.
after a while they finished with their host,
an empty office with no one working.

110 people are gone, not fired.
relocated down to a distant hell
and i stood there sad and tired.
they wont be back, i know that too well.

friends, foes and others left my place of work.
potential girlfriends and homosexual boys.
and also the people who once called me a dork.
they are all gone, they left with their toys.

but in a short while they'll be at their new home.
i wish them a happy future, at least till the end.
to Noa i wish 4 months of quiet wherever she'll roam
at least now Korin will have a close friend.

this wraps up my little attempt to rhyme.

To Noa, Hope you've enjoyed it, I'll miss you!(i'm coming over to your neck of the woods on nov5 :D)

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Death...

I might've died last night... Maybe i did...
you never know... no one knows what the after life is like...
it happened... while i was driving home, from a farewell party for Noa...
i dropped off Li-Or and Yael and continued home...
stopped at a red light in a very big junction, noticed my right mirror was crooked.
I leaned over to fix it, never even felt my leg leaving the breaks and the clutch...
didnt even notice the car was moving... thought the moving lights on the mirror were from me moving it.
could've swore that the handbreaks was raised.
I might've died... I died, who knows.
I didn't even care, and that freaks me out. when i returned upright, i saw cars moving infront of me, beeping, yelling... nothing, didn't even flinch...
put the car in reverse... drove back behind the line... I Died... Maybe not here, but somewhere, I am dead.
Thunderstorm above... i love it... the lights, the sounds.
i am tired. i'll lay to sleep and say goodnight

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

I'm Pooped + Philosophical Question...

Today must've been the longest and most tiresome day of my life...
I'm a Moron.
really.
I am.
why so? Remember i flew to greece? i took my cell with me, Greece is one hour forward than Israel, so i set the time in the phone one hour forward when i was there, and never set it back(No It Doesnt have GSM Auto Set thingie).
when i need to get up early i use that phone as an Alarm.
but i didnt need an alarm till today, so i set it for 5:30, so i can shower...
so i do that... and go to sleep at 2:30... then i wake up at what seems to be 5:30, and shower, and get ready, then i look at my regular watch, and the time is 5:30... i'm like what the fuck!
yeah, i'm a MORON, i woke up at 4:30 and missed a whole hour's sleep...
add that to the fact that i was in charge of 40 people today, and that sums my poopness.

here's a question i've been having trouble coping with for the last 2 weeks...
let's say you're at a place with almost complete strangers(you know them for like 3 days, and very shallow) except for 1 guy who you know for a while, suppose you're injured or hurt in any sort of way, and the guy you know helps you, along with a couple of strangers...
to whom are you supposed to be more greatful? I dont want an answer only, give me an explination, because on the surface the answer should be twards the guy you know, but somehow, in this world, most people, having been in that situation thank the strangers... it's been bugging me why they do that.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

The Human Problem, Women and First impressions....

Alright, I'm gonna go philosophical on your asses.
Some of my readers will ask WTF... well it's your effing problem... oh and i'm not gonna use a spellchecker for this post, as i am lazy... deal with it.
before i start, here's some selfish things for myself -
my hair is blonder - the sun bleached it - yay!
i wanna grow my hair longer, as long as i can, and grow a beard, what do you think?

now, this post will have alot of issues that i noticed like from my own, twisted demented mind, so you can comment "you're wrong" and i'll partly expect it, it'll be nice if you show others this post, so that i'll get more comments. for anyone who expects something funny, you can stop reading here...
or here.

alright, so here we start.
The Human Problem - How do you act with people? have you ever changed your personality to fit the situation, the people or even the area? That's the human problem.
If anyone says that they've never acted differently and not like themselves, they are lying, and doing it again right now :)

Example -
I know of myself, i have many personas - my email/written persona;my first impression persona; i have some per friend personas.... not to mention my original persona which is lost to me. i usually switch personas whether i'm talking to N. or L. or B. or S. or A. i'm not talking like a different mood, or tone, but a different person altogether.

it's not like you can't be yourself, but you choose to be someone else, just to please the sorroundings.

i've talked about it today, and it's not easy to choose to be yourself, you find that you arent good enough, and that's not true... for me - i'm gonna try to un-change myself.

and as an added bonus, just to get some more comments...
I havent the face of a model... i don't, that's a fact.
i'm no hot stud, nor do i want to be. but usually i get mistaken for a brute, or a mean person... what can i do... thats how i look like:
Me
but whenever i try to hit on women i usually get the get away from me creep response, or the nice let-down response(either the i like girls response or the i'm not looking for someone right now response :P ) and if all goes well and i pass the first impression phase, and we actually start talking, on rare occasions i get serious with the girl, but most often i get the oh, i really like you but i want your friendship only.
which is annoying as heck...
our society has given up on natural instinct totally... i'm not saying that it's right or wrong, but it's a fact, the natural selection darwin talked about is as dead as he is.
i mean women in general(and when i say in general, i mean those that i met) have no idea what they want... or they say they want something, and when they get it, they dont want it anymore. i mean it's almost impossible to please them.
a friend of mine N.(the same N. from the other post btw) said once that she'd love for someone to just ask her to do something, and after 2 weeks she comes and says oh my god, this guy's just annoying, after he did wat she wanted him to do...
anyway, i'm babbling here, so i'll stop. i'd love to hear the comments from you, even annonymously.

The Sand, The Desert, and Neil Gaiman.

I'll start from before the trip,
The Date - Tuesday October 10Th.
The Place - Icon 2006.
I was waiting in line for the Gaiman signing, and guess where the signing ended? 1 person in front of me, yeah, me and him both were rejected.
Sux.
and I couldn't go to the other signings because I was going on the trip, and as much as I wanted a signature, the trip was way more important than a signature on a book by some author that I wont meet again.

So, Wednesday, we were at a theme park because a friend finished her service(Have Fun at the Ezrachut Ne'ama!)
and then the problems began... the Baggage compartment's lock broke... so I drive to a mechanic, and while he's fixing it, I tell him that i need it fast because today I'm gonna drive to the dead sea, and he's like - don't pay me, you'll need the money for the cab ride back, because that car wont make it back...
We started our 2.5 hour drive down to the Dead sea at around 6, it was dark already... we got to the camp area and started to make camp, it was really dark and the moon hadn't shown it's face yet...
Camp
this is us, preparing food and making camp...
we ate and joked:


The following morning, we woke up at 5, and thought we'd start our trip at 6, but people were tired, and lazy and it rained(First real rain in Israel, and we felt it in the desert!) so we had to wait to call the authorities to see if we could start the track or not...
we finally got the okay and did the track, here are some pictures...








That night plans changed and we went to Ein-Gedi Beach to place camp and sleep...


In case you're wondering that's the moon, not the sun :)
I got a call from Rani who told me that Neil had another signing Friday afternoon.
so i was hyped that I could still get my signature...
It was great, the following morning we drove back to the dead sea, and I sank in the mud a bit, it was icky and fun...
at 1 pm I got home and drove to ramat aviv, to a store called comikaza and finally after all that, got to meet Neil Gaiman, and get his signature!

I Look Like some homeless but i got the sig!
there's a longer story about his signature, but I'm tired so i wont go into that.

you can find more pictures here.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Going Down South for the Weekend

Finally a vacation :)
well it's not Athens, but it's still my most favorite place on earth...
The Negev.
Israel's Wastelands... the desert, the Dead sea.
I love it, at a first glance you see nothing, but soon and very fast, you start noticing how lively the desert is.

anyway, I'm gonna be there from tomorrow afternoon till Friday afternoon.
it's camping, in the desert, with good friends and my camera.
I'll post some pictures when i return.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

So Called Friends and other Shit...

First of all, I'm in a real Crappy Mood so this post will be affected.

I've finally Synced my LJ and My Blog spot so now everything is shown on both Blogs.
You might ask why the fuck would i keep 2 identical blogs? well the answer is simple, some friends find it easier to read the LJ whilst others prefer the blog spot, it really isn't a hassle so i don't mind updating both.

now to the main course of this post, This time I'd love if you comment on this, because I know what I want to do, but other people's advice wont hurt, so if you read this, just gimme a comment, thanks.

I've just started noticing this, but most of my so called "Friends" are total assholes. Keep in mind that i don't mean everyone, because i have some great friends, but the people who call me their friend, just for convenience , how so? well I'll start with the simple things, how about the fact that they don't really care about me?
Case in Point :
Let's Take "N." a "Friend" of mine -
our last conversation went something like this -
N. - "Hey"
Me - "hiya"
N. - "how are you?"
N. - "Listen, can you drive me somewhere? i need to get there but i have no car? c'mon, just do me a small favor".
Me - "I'm Fine By the way."
N. - "Okay great, so will you?"
Me - "Fine..."
now, I'm a bit exaggerating i guess, but i can't remember the last time N. talked to me, just to find out how i feel...
well, that usually goes for most of my friends, they don't give a crap, i mostly start the conversation with them, and usually they respond with short annoying answers that show me that they aren't interested.
the most offensive thing ever is totally ignoring i exist until they needed something.
today, just from the treatment i got with some of these so called friends i got so sick that i threw up... I'm really pissed off now.
anyway, i have an issue with friends, no matter how crappy i get treated i can't seem to say no to them, it's like i feel it's my job to help them... that somehow they'll change one day... they'll realize how they've acted, but to no avail...
I'm gonna confront N. at the very least about that.
Leave me a feedback and let me know what you think about the issue.

I hope I've mellowed my post so it's still sane... i feel so sick right now, i want to die.
gonna go sleep.

Friday, October 06, 2006

Torn Between...

My body is in Israel, I'm physically back, but my mind?
My Mind is still in Greece, still in Athens, back there...

I think the best way to, well for lack of a better word, brag about my trip, I'll use some pictures

Alright, you might find this way corny, but this is the first pigeon I saw when i came to Athens, and that was like after 6 hours there... Apparently the area around our hotel had no pigeons so this lil guy is special.

I don't have pictures of the hotel, but it was located in an area with lots of strip joints, and a couple of hookers(some even stayed at the hotel with customers :))


Alright so I didn't take any more pictures on the first day, and the first picture I took on the second day was this t-shirt stand near the area where the performance was held.


This is Maria, We met her at the performance and she's just awesome, more on that later...

The next few pictures are from the Show, just to show you all how close we were, we were 3'rd row and sometimes first :)










On Yom-Kippur I wanted to go to a synagogue but I couldn't find one, so i went to the acropolis with Kipi, and we just walked around till the nighttime.


After that we hung out with some people from our group:



Monday I went into the city and bought a new IPod Video 30GB, for 220 Euros instead of 300, Haggling is great, especially with people who hardly understand English.

at night, after the fast, we went on a sight seeing tour at night:

and then to a Dance bar, and danced and drank, it was very fun.



Tuesday, Our group split, some people returned back to Israel, so we said our goodbyes, and went to the market.
at night we met up with Maria again and we went to a cafe, had some drinks, laughed and told stories, and then Maria did the sweetest thing, She picked up the tab for all of us, 40 Euros, which is a lot of money in Israel.
we parted from Maria and went to the hotel for our last night...



Wednesday we went to the tourist places:



and then took a cab(6 people including driver in a 5 seat car :D)

that's about it, it was very fun, and I miss it already...

Outtakes -
- i payed 30 shekels for a slice of pizza in Cyprus =D price jacks.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

We Are Worthy!

from the emails...
Kipi's Mail:
yo :)
well, we arrived at greece yesterday morning, after taking the most rediculouse flight i've ever heard of. we flew to athens through cypres (?!?!??!!?). now, the first flight was about 20 mins, so what happened was that we took off, got to the part where we loosen our seatbelts and then immedietly they put the sign back on and said "please put in your seatbelts, we're begining the landing"
so that was that, but eventully we got here. we're in a nice hotel, which seemes to be in the industrial part of athens with a bunch of strip clubs. anyway, we have in our room a computer with a free internet conection, so we'll bug you plenty. aren't you glad? ;)
the people here are cool, though not as good looking as i hoped they would be. oh, and i'm almost the youngest of the group. there's one girl who is 19, but the rest are closer to 30. even pinky counts as young! we went to see the city last night, it was real nice, good food... wow, great food! but greek people are nuts. oh, and they only had 2 types of beer but it cost 1.8E for 500ml.
today is the PEARL JAM show (i've added pictures of the band today, eddie vedder today and eddie vedder in the 90's grrrr. oh, eddie vedder is the leader of the band)
so we had breakfast (completely maafna), now we're taking a shower and off we go. we'll be there a little before 1. it starts at 8. good seats is nice :)
i have to go now, but we would love to hear from you, and we'll write as much as we possibly can :)
have fun, bye!

ps- pinky sends his love


My Mail:
Help Me!!!!!
she's crazy! she locked me up in the balcony and i've only escaped now, while she's in the bathroom!
oh shit, here she comes!

just kidding, we're having a blast, hope to hear from you all soon.
bye.


Kipi's Mail:
oh my god in heaven and stuff...
we just got back from the concert. i don't even know where to begin to tell you how amazingly fantastic and brilliant it was
dude...
this is going to be pretty detailed, so if you're not interested, don't read. and we'll hate you. (an addition from pinky - fuck off!)

for those of you who like us, or pearl jam (which is the same thing, now that we're friends of the band. i'll tell you about it later.)
we arrived at the place at around 12:30 (i made pinky. he had no choice), which we discovered to be useless because everyone came at around 14:00. but it was worth it.
we met people, we sat in the entrance with this Greek girl named maria, an Irish guy (who by the way doesn't drink), and a bunch of Israelis. there were tons of them.
they put us in line at around 16:30, and started letting us in at 18:00. in between there was a Greek psycho dude who kept yelling at us. in Greek.
i got in first, and got a good place (about 4Th row). pinky went in after me- straight to the bathroom. now, i really had to go too- our agreement was that he'll come back, find me, save the place, and we'll switch. he didn't find me so i just went. i just had to, and then i found pinky in a better place yay. with maria. who bought a ten club ticket for too much money, and got the same spot as us.
the band went on at around 20:15. oh man... they opened with go. fucking great song.
anyway- the first 5 songs were just like the record. which was nice because they're awesome songs, but pearl jam are known for improvising and completely creating something new, which to me is brilliant. and then they did evenflow. dude... that was sweet... Mike McReady.. no wait, mikey played with the guitar on the back of his head (there are pictures- when we return. btw- good enough quality to sell to the ten club). so mikey was just... he fucking played on the back of his head!!!!!!!!!!!!!
they improvised in daughter- they inserted a tribute to pink floyd's "the wall", we don't need no education, and an addition by eddie- "president bush, leave this world alone"
and this is how i like my eddie vedder. grrrrr. while playing porch, eddie started climbing on the scaffolding (the amudim with the light. pictures will come later) right in front of me. he was maybe 1 meter away from me. i tried to get his attention but it didn't work. maybe because he knows about me and mikey. i just want to point out that eddie vedder... is... the world!!!! he is god!!!!
by the way- tonight, pinky and i really grew apart. we both started at the 3rd row, and as he got shoved to the back (fine, we went to the bathrooms...) i made my way to the front row. oh yeah baby. front row in a pearl jam concert. that's what you get for not settling for any less.
at the end, there was a song in which eddie played with a... mmm... tof miriam, beseder??, and he kept on breaking them and using new ones, and i got ine of the metal pieces that fell on the floor. tee hee.
oh and after he did wishlist i yelled "i wish you would come to israel!"
and in the end they left and i was saaaaad :(
and thirsty. and so far i can still talk, but we'll see about that tomorrow
but then again i can die today and my life would have been perfect.

now, the love story between mikey and me
it all started in high school- when my 12Th grade art show was on the song Jeremy (i'll explain verbally to whoever wishes- LATER!). and then a guy from our group, who also happens to know their publicist, accidentally ran into mike mcready yesterday, and talked about an interview that just might happen. and then i thought, "wait, I'll ask him to tell them about the art show!" he said he's not sure, but eventually i got him to put a detailed letter about it on stage for them.
during the concert, i was standing very close to where mikey was playing, and he kept waving and amusing us, and throwing guitar picks at us. i have one. it's beautiful. and i kept yelling "mike!!!!! i wrote you a letter!!! it's on the stage!!!!!" and signaling with my hands like you learn only in israel :)
i got his attention, in the beginning he thought i wanted a signature, so he threw one for me- but obviously someone else caught it. when i insisted with the whole signaling stuff, he understood, and make a sign that he'll look for it. afterwards, he came back to the area, i waved hello and he winked at me. SCORE!!!
now I'm in the hevre!

there's so much more, but we'll tell you at home...

now, how jealous are you?! ha ha ha.
and you are still not worthy- now anytime anyone wants to talk to me, it's though mikey's personal manager!!! for pinky, you can contact the band's.



My Mail:
Well Kipi pretty much told all of the story, from her side, but i'll add a few more insights from my own memory...
".. as i was dragged to the metro station, half conscience and suffering from a bruise on my head i vaugly recall something about her going to kidnap eddie until there's a palistinian state..."

well that part's mostly true, we were talking about kidnapping him, and i suggested until there's a palistinian state, while kipi, who was eating a movie, said that until they bring kurt cobain back.

we met Maria after kipi returned from bringing drinks(she was my personal slave :))
Maria was nice, and she said we were alot better than the ten-club fanatics.
anyway we met a few more jews and the Irish guy, who taught me new "shut the fuck up" sentences like "have you ever tried to pick your nose with a broken finger" and things along that line (and we taught him the "shak li batachat" sentence :), when we were herded like cattle with fences, I met a german woman(Llana).after that me, another jew, the irish and her were talking... we taught them the classic israeli pick-up lines, like the "is your father a gardener" and much more(i taught them the auswich one:)) then the crazy Greek started yelling at us, and the irish screamed "Shak Li Batachat, and that's coming from an Irishman!" it was way funny, especially after they talked to us in greek and the irishman(Paul, now i remembered) continued and said, "say it in hebrew, at least someone will understand", Paul was funny, and short, and me and Llana, who was a bit taller than me, were picking on him... at one point he started calling her mommy.... long story :) at last, they started letting us in, and kipi got in first, as she said, i was dying to take a piss so i went to the bathroom, it was refreshing, then i returned and started to look for her, suddenly i hear from the back, someone screaming "pinky pinky!", at first i thought it was kipi but then it turned out to be Llana, i said hello and then i returned to my search for Kipi, after 5 minutes, i gave up on kipi and found Maria, who was in a awesome spot(so i joined her and saved a place for kipi, then kipi found us). the concert was fucking A! i had a blast, besides my Pictures were amazing, like totally Amazing, The best frigging quality i ever had done(i will sell prints :)) I had to go to the bathroom again and when i returned(which was hard as hell, cause the people didn't want anyone getting in front of them) i couldnt get to where kipi was, i was like 2 meters from her... i met up with some girls from our group and stayed with them... oh before that, there were 2 greek idiots...
the first one, started to dance fogo behind me while i was taking pictures, and almost caused me to drop my camera, i pushed him back, then he did it again, but my hand was already waiting, i pushed him while he was in the air and he fell back on the floor, needless to say he didnt dance around me any more...
the second guy started headbanging, which was annoying for a few reasons - his hair stank, he had dandruff and he was in the way, so i did the normal thing, and raised my hand to where my elbow was in direct path with his head, he stopped doing that after the collision...
anyway kipi just said that she can die now, so i'll be back later...




okay i'm back...
during the show we yelled various things that might make it to the cd - like "eddie you are eating movies", "Yalla Makabi" and "Tedaber BeIvrit"(after eddie was reading in greek)
I've gotta start listening to them again, the concert reopened my ears to their songs, although i still cant hear anything in my left ear.
I'll upload the pictures as soon as i can, they truly are amazing...
p.s. - me kipi and maria are going out on the town monday night...
have a good hatima and dont eat movies
tomorrow we're gonna go out to buy an ipod(hopefully) and to the beach...
have a great night!