Like a Good Book

I was a bit tired after the day, and my stomach still wasn't quite all right, but i still took the car and went to fetch Hagar from uni. Since the bus drive home was extremely slow, I took it all out in a 12-minutes-ride from my house to the university gate. Needless to say, Hagar wasn't ready yet, so I spent 15-20 minutes zapping through radio channels in pursuit of a decent song to listen to. I found none. Well, after Hagar joined me we both went to Arena mall (though she protested for a minute - but I had a pretty easy time convincing her). When we got there we found out that they had stalls that day, and Hagar found a better gift for her mom's birthday than she'd planned on (the reason we came there was because of "Sabon shel Pa'am" - a shop for soaps and stuff, which was her back-up default). We then continued to circle around the mall trying to figure out where to go for dinner. We eventually decided on (how surprising) sushi. Had a lovely time at "Tao" and some really good sushi (though it's kosher), especially a "Sandwich sushi" with something crispy on the outside. Yummy. Our waitress was a sweet girl, but a bit dumb, and later there was a guy who took over. After we finished our dinner I decided I needed coffee, so we headed for "Cup o' Joe" for an espresso and an alfahores.

I decided I wasn't too tired for a long drive so I took Hagar home to Kochav Yair, where I spent another hour sitting with her and her mom, drinking tea and eating a placebo-chocolate covered-banana-candy-thingy and listening to her telling her mom all that happened at the lab that week. I left at about 11:40 and got home at about 12:30 (I was driving slowly). Went to sleep at about 1:00.

Sadly I had to get up early today, since I was working and was very much amazed to find the entire world as a white fog. It was very dense, so my mom was a bit anxious to let me have the car, but Efrat's nephew has his brit today, so I had to have the car.

Nutty dreams last night, the only thing I remember is going down on a pedestrian-passage in Tel Aviv that looked like the ball-room from "Titanic", With people wearing the clothes from the movie, and coming out on the far end and finding out it was Purim. Yeah, freaky.

It's the beginning of the week and it's still raining, though not as hard as it did last night. When I drove last night it was raining very heavily, so I drove a lot slower than I usually do, and the other drivers did the same. Luckily, by the time I got to the Tel Aviv port the rain subsided, so I didn't get soaked on my way to "Max Brenner".

This morning I woke up at the most griping moment of my dream - it was like a suspense movie! The great thing is I didn't forget all about it the moment I woke up, even though I woke from the alarm clock. The dream had my with a bunch of bad guys and we were attacking some group of people from the ocean (they were on the beach) with bombs that were shot by us like spit-balls (I'm aware of the hilarity of the situation). All the guys that were on the beach got killed, but some kid was fine, and he didn't seem to understand what was going on, but he grabbed a hold of my make-up brush (don't ask me how it got there), so I had to catch him to get it back (it had my fingerprint on it), so I chased him when he entered some door into a hotel (yes, weird, I know. I seem to be dreaming about hotels all the time), and while he was waiting for the elevator I yanked the brush out of his hands, patted him on the head and left. After that I realized he saw my face, so I chased him again. This time he understood I was coming after him so he ran. It took me a while to grab him, but when I did something happened and I couldn't take him back to my people, so we ran together (the chase was very funny, including running around the hotel in circles and some back doors slamming and opening again). We got into a departement store (?!?!?) and while we were looking at some bags (I was thinking that I could've had the money to buy one if I would've just turned that kid in to my people) the store began to be very noisy and people were shoving their way outside because the people who were looking for the kid (and me as well, now) were outside. I told the kid to go hide in one of the changing cells and I went inside one of the bathroom cells. This is when it starts being really weird - the toilet itself started talking to me, in a voice of someone I know... Oh, MFC... Well, I was really glad to meet that person again (???????????) so I was chatting with the toilet, and then I saw one of my people coming near the window, so I crouched, and then... The fucking alarm went off!!!!

ARG!!!!

I think I'll make up an ending for the dream, just so I'll be able to sleep well at night (pun intended). I need to know what happened next.

So since Tuesday I've met Helena (on that night, she brought me the sweetest little box from France with buttermilk candy and a candle shaped like a bun) and last night I met Efrat for a movie and some shopping. We were looking for a shirt for her to wear tomorrow for her nephew's brit (circumcision, but without the actual cutting) and she found some stuff at "Pull and Bear" (I bought a little credit-card holder) and afterwords she found two shirts she liked more in "Zara", so she returned one of the stuff in "Pull and Bear" and used the refund (since it is accepted both in "Zara" and in "Pull and Bear") to get what she wanted from "Zara". We caught a movie ("The Black Dahlia", a good movie altogether, but with too much details and a few really horrifying scenes) and headed home. I went to bed at about 12:00, since Udi was in a talkative mood and we chatted a bit about his upcoming draft.

This morning I woke up to a cloudy sky, but since I hadn't seen any rain I went out for my morning walk.

With no umbrella.

Big mistake.

The rain caught me about half way around my route, and it grew very heavy. Until I got back to the car I was quite soaked, a little chilly and a little smily. I love rain, but mostly when I'm indoors, though it did make me kinda giddy, and I returned home with a smile on my face.

Today's Rabin's memorial day. Soft, quiet songs on the radio, and I wore my white sweater. Only eleven years ago we were on the right path, and now... Well, enough has been said about this, and by people who know more than me.

So my parents cancelled their trip to the north 'cause it's going to be rainy in the weekend... Plus, the dinner with Ayala was moved from tonight to tomorrow night, so Asher (Ayala's boyfriend) can come with us.

My shopping plans for yesterday were acomplished - one pair of boots, flat and reasonable for work (non leather) and a pair of ear-phones, not so great but I'll get used to them.

I'm still hoping for Friday's things, but plans are one thing, and the reality is another... :)

Handed in my seminary paper today. One down, two to go.

Went over to say hi to Hagar and hear a little about the party she was in last night (and almost flipped when I heard how much she'd had to drink and that she drove home... *wavingfeast*), got a "OMG, you've matched your bag to your shoes" comment and headed home. Luckily for me the cold I've been nurturing for a few days now has lowered itself to "something's stuck inside my nose let's blow it" and no more head-ache, throat-ache or constant sneezing.

It rained today - I've missed the rain so bad it was almost painful... I'm glad he came, even if he's going away in a couple of days. He'll come back.

Exactly two years ago...

I was in Eilat, two weeks after my accident. I needed that time to make myself sane again, even though I still hyper-ventilated every time I got inside a car for a very long time. That trip was Michali's and mine last trip to Eilat alone together. She shamelessly got married on the summer after that... That was the trip we had that camel trip, and boy, was that fun, with that stupid man who asked how the tents were dyed and Michali said "with paint", and everyone laughed and he went on and asked where do the farm get electricity from, and the guide (who was amused and liked Michali and me) said "from the power company" and we all laughed again. Ah, good memories. It wasn't very hot, so not every walk became a dessert-voyage. We went home to the beginning of the school year, my second. Can anyone say Gillman 223?

( Beautiful morning though it's raining )

I had lunch with my mom and then went to my room and started writing stupid stuff on my computer (which still doesn't have internet on it) like a list of all my books while listening to Tori singing new stuff for me... Now I have to study, but the internet guy is here, and it looks like he'll need the computer so no schooling for me yet. I can't say I'm disappointed, but I have a test on sunday... Things will be fine, I'm sure.



P.S. - I have a new icon - it's the Aurin from "The Neverending Story". I just love that movie, and the shape of the Aurin is just so cool... Me happy, even though it's raining and cold - I love the Wind.

So last night was a war zone. First thing's first: My mom had no idea I was driving to Haifa until about 14:00 yesterday (two hours before I left). I hadn't told her because if she would have known, I wouldn't have gotten the car... Even after I told her she tried to make me change my plans and go by train. I disagreed. In the end I got the car and drove to Haifa... Well, it's thursday afternoon, and every single israeli car is on the road, 90% of those on Ayalon. So I got stuck for 45 minutes where it should have taken me 20, so what? I had good music and good company to expect. After picking up Avihu we drove to Ra'anana to pick Adi up. On the way we got through one "Queen" CD, and a hell lot of making fools of ourselves... We yelled and made loud noises whenever something nice happened. This continued after we picked Adi up, and also after picking Nurit up. Me: "Hadera!" Everyone: "Yulululululululu!!!" and that's an understatement...

With all the traffic we got to Haifa at about 19:00 (I left Holon at 16:00), and then we went to pick Hagar up from the train station. When we got into Haifa ("Yulululululu!!!") everyone started to play "Holocaust ABC", which is one of the sickest games ever... We found our way to Asaf and Sofi's place (thanks to contradicting instructions, some intuition and one magnificent U turn), and immediately began eating. I, for one, was starving, having driven all the way from The center with that lot, but we all ate eventually. The night was peppered with all kinds of happenings, including a pillow fight, a kick in my chin (from Avihu; but I forgave him - I was trying to tickle him) and some chestnuts. It was a lot of fun, but as I foresaw - a war zone. Hagar, Avihu and I spent the night and woke up almost unanimously so that we where able to say goodbye to Hagar and Sofi before they left (Hagar to go home, Sofi had a test). Me and Avihu lingered for a bit more, and then left as well, saying goodbye to a very sleepy-disoriented-english mumbling Asaf, and got in the car. I lost my way. We started driving around Haifa trying to find where to go,,, It was lucky I had a map in my car for otherwise I don't know what we would have done. In the end we found our way into road 2 ("Yulululululu!!") and I kicked down the car into life (without all the Haifa hills). I was home in less than two hours, and that's after driving Avihu to his door step in Hod Hasharon... So I drove on 140 Kph, so what?...

After coming home my mom goes: "why don't you and dad go to the store to get the new modem so you would have internet?" So we went, and we got it, and we came home and my dad starts plugging it in when we get that we don't have enough power sockets... So my dad gets angry, and he gets angrier when he can't find the antenna for the Router (modem with broadcasting ability), and then, when we hooked up the old modem he got angry at me for not taking the bag with the new modem to my room at the exact second he wanted me to... Bloody annoying.

After that things eased up as my dad went to play Soccer (he just got back early - it was raining), And I watched the last two episodes ot "The 4400" I taped. So now I have a nice Friday evening at home (unless I find someone to go to "The lion, the witch and the wardrobe" with), and again, chestnuts. After a very busy week, I have some peace at last... Unless Iran decides to launch a rocket on us, and even then, it would be over quickly. I wouldn't have to do a thing.

Now I am going to make myself some hot chocolate, eat chestnuts and watch the rain. I do love the winter... Cheers, Tami.