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Wednesday - Jan. 3, 2007
- 11:09 AM - MES
- #2
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What did I do for New Year's? well, this is from just
after my night out on new years eve...
Its 12:30 am. January 1st 2007. ahhh!!! Its 2007.
Well tonight was interesting. I just came back about
five minutes ago. I set off on my new years eve
adventure in the holy land at 8 pm. I took the bus to
town, and when I got there, I went into an internet
café, and spent about an hour in there. After that, I
walked around looking for something to do for about a
half an hour. Finally I stumbled upon a club
called “night and day”, a place mentioned to me by a
schoolmate earlier today as great place to go to.
Anyway, I got a vodka tonic, ate some pretzels, checked
out the cute waitress there, and left after 30 minutes.
After that I went into sbarros, and grabbed a slice of
pizza. At this point I was a bit drunk. Well, I still am
a bit woozy. I wasn’t walking straight, my mind was
going, it was… an interesting experience. I mean I’ve
been drunk before, but whenever I was, I’d just call it
a night right away and go to sleep. This time, I kept
going. Anyway, after that I went into an ice cream shop
and got myself a milk shake, which was incredible.
There, I met a young kid named Noam, who told me he was
waiting for his date, and apparently she stood him up.
So we struck up a conversation and he told me he goes to
a boarding school here in Jerusalem, and about who I am,
and where I’m from and the rest. So I asked him what he
was going to do if she never came, and he said he’d go
hang out with his friends nearby to celebrate the new
year. Eventually he just left, and asked me if I wanted
to tag along. Obviously, I did. I pondered to myself the
entire night, I couldn’t have a group of friends. I just
never could get myself a group of people I could call my
friends, my pals, my buddies. I’m just not that type of
person I guess. So, we left to meet noam’s friends at a
pizza parlor. Then we stood around for 10 minutes, and
left to different clubs for about 2 minutes each, at
which point the group split up, and most of them met
there other friends on the side of a street, and stuck
together to count down the seconds to 2007. I was alone,
nearby, on the sidewalk, looking at my cellphone and my
watch to see which one would hit midnight first. The
watch won, but I went with the cellphone which hit 12 am
very soon after. And so, 2007 came and went, and I left
at about 12:01, and took the bus back to school. And now
I am lying in my bed, about to go to sleep, after an
interesting night out. I’m an intelligent, young guy. I
am not a weirdo. I am not repulsive. I am not a loser.
This was a fun night out to celebrate the new years.
Although, I probably wouldn’t do it again, because all
that it accomplished was me getting drunk, meeting a
bunch of uninteresting Israeli strangers who spoke
little English, and me ending up with nothing left in my
wallet. In any event, I enjoyed my little night out in
Jerusalem, and I know one day, I’ll have some good
friends to talk to, and hang out with, and maybe a
girlfriend too, that can relieve me of my bad habits, my
quirks and my problems and tension. One day…..
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Thursday - Dec. 28, 2006
- 5:50 AM - EDT
- #1
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I went to a coffee shop today and met this girl. She
wasn’t gorgeous, but she was saying all the right things
and I obviously wasn’t. I ordered a chocolate coffee,
and this girl behind me tells me to get a vanilla one.
So we start talking and later on shes comes up to me and
asks how it is. And I say its wonderful and she tells
me “I thought you were a chocolate guy?”, and I say “I’m
an everything guy”. I’m an everything guy?? What the
hell does that even mean?! God, I’m such an idiot!! I
don’t know what to say to these people. The thing I hate
about girls is all the damn mind reading. I say the
right thing to the wrong one, and the wrong thing to the
right one. I’m hopeless.
Then I got a burger. Tasted like the gum on the floor.
Israelis have great food- schawarma, and toast, and good
cakes, but burgers… they need to do something about
them, because they are horrible. The sad part is, most
Israelis don’t know its crap, because most haven’t been
to America to taste a real hamburger, so it’s all the
same to them. They have nothing to compare it to.
"You don't make up for your sins in church. You do it on
the streets. You do it at home. The rest is bullshit,
and you know it"
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