pizza and patience

the story of the night goes like this. my parents, my brother, and i were trying to go see a play. when we got there we realized that the place it was being preformed look more like a bar then a play house. the place reeked of tobacco and alcohol, and underneath it all was the distinct smell of marijuana. we decided this was not a good place for a girl trying to find a shidduch and a yeshiva bochur to be hanging out. so onward we went, ever so determined, and we decided to skip the entertainment idea and go straight to the food idea. we went to tel-aviv pizza and as we were sitting there eating, half of the tenth grade boys class walked in, with what looked like someone's older brother, or one of the dorm councilors. when we finished eating my younger brother (11th grade) went over to say hello. the first thing they say to him was, "is that your sister over there? how old is she?" "19," moshe answered in a confused sort of way. so one of the boys says "does she want to go out with our friend here?" rivqa: mortified, moshe: confused and slightly amused, guy: amused, tenth grade boys: laughing their brains out. i will now go and hide under the table. let me know when the danger has passed.
onward to bigger and better things.......the lady from the book mentoring place did not write back yet. so sad. the problem with modern technology is that we expect instantaneous gratification. its a bit of a problem. anything that takes over approximately over 17.5 seconds to entertain us, is considered a failure. its a little sad. we are a generation with no patience. anyway, overall it has been a highly informative evening, from drugs to dating i am much enlightened.

and then i was FAMOUS

well dee liked my story. aaron, you liked my fantasy better, and dee liked my summer chase one better. i get a balanced opinion between the two of you. its fun. when one person says something i can just assume that the other will say the opposite. its kind of nice. i applied for the mentor thingy where ill hopefully actually get a real writer or whatever to help me with my writing. could be really cool. it might actually be good enough for me to be able to start collecting rejection slips :) all writers need to have a collection of rejection slips. once i start getting them, i think ill start a collage on my wall of them. too bad rejection slips dont look like the dreaded pink memos. that would make a really good collage. but rejection slips just looks boring. i wonder what an acceptance slip looks like. ive never actually seen one. maybe ill actually see one day what one looks like :) one can always hope. so in the meantime i get to wait with baited breath for them to assign someone to be my mentor, and start cleaning up my books so when they read them i dont look like a complete fool. yeah. i should go do that. and while im at it, maybe ill get some work done on shakespeare. have a great shabbos everyone.

i dont wanna grow up...but i do

when you call your brother to ask him to set you up with someone and instead of responding in the normal "i dont know who i feel more bad for, you or him" or "thats a bad idea" or "why would i do that to him?", he responds with "yeah that seem like a pretty good idea, ill check up on it tomorrow" then you know your growing up. i dont wanna grow...but i do. its kinda freaky that way if you know what i mean. growing up is a scary thing. it means you have to pay attention, be responsible for others, and all that nitty gritty stuff in between. not that i cant do that, or i dont want to do that, its just thats all the stuff that happens. and your obligation to another person. its not that i dont want that, or think that i cant do it. i want it so badly. its just kinda scary. obligating yourself to another person for the rest of your life. thats enough to freak anyone out. its so cool, yet oh so scary. and then of course there is that well worn question, but im going to ask it anyway. how do you know you are marrying the right person? i guess by getting to now them, going out with them for more then three dates (horror of horrors), and asking all those interrogating questions. sounds jolly. ill just hop on for the ride. can someone tell the world to stop spinning, i want to get off. calvin and hobbes. anyway, to get back to the topic at hand....where was i? mawige. mawige is what bwingth uth togetha today. wove, twue wove. have you the wing? great movie, everybody should see it. essential of life. its one of those. kinda like the matrix. and....well i cant think of any more but im sure rabbi wasserman can. well i think i best be off because everyone else seems to be going to bed. i guess thats my cue to go back to my room and at least pretend to go to bed (aka stay on my computer and watch so you think you can dance). ill just go contemplate.....eat, drink, and get married (as mos would say). layla tov.

The Geranium on the Window Sill Just Died, But Teacher You Went Right On

thats actually the name of the book, i didnt make it up. but thats how i feel like right now. i just had the class from hell. you know what teachers are the worst? the ones who continue teaching even though class is over. my class this evening was a two and a half hour class. we voted at the beginning of the semester on whether or not we should have a break in the middle or if we should just end the class fifteen minutes early. i was outvoted so we end early instead of having a break. bummer. so today instead of letting us out early he kept right on teaching. I AM GOING TO KILL SOMEONE. please. does someone want to offer themselves up on my alter of misery and frustration? i am so incredibly frustrated because i dont know what he is giving us a midterm on next week. i have like two pages of notes. how are you supposed to have a midterm on two pages of notes? at 9:15 i was like jumping out of my seat and he just kept right on teaching. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... i need major chocolate therapy. movie therapy. i think i'll go with movie therapy. less fattening. HELP! I NEED HELP!!!!!!!! SAVE ME SAVE ME!!! im sending out and SOS, im sending out an SOS...........................

Frustrated Face

guess which one i am right now. just guess. GET ME OUT OF HERE. my teacher goes round and round and round he goes where he stops nobody knows. i dont know what he is saying. he goes in circles. every time we think hes going on to the next topic, he backtracks. every single class he adds more and more to the section we did on the first day of class. its like one big cumulative nightmare. HELP ME!!!!!! and then of course he comes in today to tell us that we have a midterm and i dont know what the HECK he is gonna be testing us on and AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH. HELP ME PEOPLE!!! and my parents just flew in but i cant go hang out with them because i have to go to class. SCREW CLASS!!!!!! who wants an education anyway? this totally stinky. hey saar, did u read my philosophy on dating??? sorry everybody that was random. anyway, i need some serious food because i havent eaten since 1 this afternoon and im really hungry but im too lazy to go upstairs and find food because im really supposed to be in class but did i mention that I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS GOING ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well guys thank you all for listening its really been great. a real slice. well i guess if i must i must. ill be going back to class now but if any of you get this feel free to call and get me out of class or text message me or something. so long!

we are shallow, ain't we?

i realized today, as i walked down the streets of chicago and checked to see what my hair looked like in a storefront window, that humanity is incredibly shallow. i should be clear. this ws not a sudden revelation. this is something i have alwyas known, but as i enter into the wonderful world of dating (not too far in though) it is becoming excruciatingly clear the level of shallowness we all seem to live in. i met a guy, in passing sort of, and i thought to myself "i would want to go out with him". later when i told my dad about it, i had to think, what was it about him that made me want to go out with him? lets see, i like the little of his personality that i saw in that half hour, i liked that he was yehsivish with a twist, kinda like me, i liked who he was friends with (i hope so one of the people he was friends with was my brother), i like where he is in yeshiva, and then there is the ultimate reason that people say they want to go out with someone that they just met, is becuase they likes the way they looked. now i feel really shallow. because when i think about it, the real reason i want to go out with him is becuase i thought he was cute. so now i feel really shallow. so how exactly are you supposed to be able to move past the superficial to see what the person is like...if youve never actually met the person. i guess the only real way, is to go out with them, see what they are like more, to be able to move past their looks, and the little you know about them, and see what else there is too them. the world of dating is such a strange place, im not exactly what to do wit hit all. i just file away bits and peices of informaiton, storeit away in the bakc of my mind, hoping all the little tidbits will one dya help me when i actually d go out on a date. but what helped me the most is what my mom said.
"Its not all about picking the other person apart, trying to see if every nuance of their lives and personality will fit with yours. Go out. Have a good time. Enjoy the person you're with and their company. Even if in the first fifteen minutes you decide this is not the person you want to marry, have fun with the time you have with the other person. Especially if you are nto going to go out with them again. Be yourself, have a good time. Make eahc other laugh. The outcome might suprise you."

To Be or Not to Be, that is the shaila...

friends, romans, countrymen, lend me your ears. i dont really like shakespeare. hes very hard to understand. its not the concepts you see, its more the wording that bothers me. romeo and juliet was ok becuase i already know the story, everybody knows the story. macbeth was ok too. then we got to hamlet, and lear, and alllllll those wonderfully crazy people. enough with the crazy poeple. no more crazy people. i have crazy all on my own. who needs to read about crazy people? honestly!
so after i went back to my room last night and i discovered that my roomate had NOT put my bed in the closet, or the roof, and i did NOT have to sleep in the bathtub (which was kind of a bummer i have to say, it would have made a great blog) i decided that i have to take shakespeare from a totally different angle. a new direction. something that no one has done before. if only i could figure out what that was....
and as i am sitting here once again in BB's bagels, i realize my stupidity. i have left my credit card in my dorm room and i have no cash, therefor i cannot by lunch, unless i can somehow bribe my roomate into bringing it to me....it was a sad, sad day in the world of the wackos.
p.s. one hour later- i have gotten no where. i have nothing to write about. can i kill something?

When they discover the center of the universe, a lot of people will be disappointed to discover they are not it.
- Bernard Bailey

the WACKY life of a dormer

"Let us play a game," she said, on wednesday afternoon. "It will be fun, it will be cool, and not one bit lame."
"Yes, lets," said the friends and they jumped up in the air, and with enthusiasim so began the pair. They moved the bed, the clothes, the shed, until it was all through, but one left, down below, groaned now in despair,
"My bed!" she cried, "its not as it used to be. Its backwards, its forwards, shes gone and blown it as big as can be. The toilet is where the stool once was, she moved the desk away from me cuz, she needed the room for glee!"
And now it has come to pass, my friends please listen hard, I am sleepng so you see, in the bathing tub!

the itsy bitsy ramble

see the fun thing about these bloggy things is that you can write all about....well nothing for a couple of hours and get all your pent up emotion out and then, wonder of wonders, you might actually get someone to respond to the ramblings of strange unnatural brain power. as i was sitting in class today, contemplating the boringness of it all and becoming awfully entertained by the three legged bug on the wall (i would like to point out that i just rhymed) i realized that really life is like....a monkey. well more like a grapefruit. life is a like a grapefruit. its orange and squishy and has a few pips in it and some people have a half a one for breakfast. smart man that douglas adams, ill give him that. and while you're at it, do you know where i could buy a fish lisence? for my pet fish, eric. hes an halibat. yes yes. an HAlibat. thank you.
movie of the month: the mummy/ the mummy returns, HARRY POTTER COMES OUT NOVEMBER 18th
songs of the month: cold hearted snake, if everyone cared, waiting for a hero, king of pain, desert rose, defying gravity
funny story of the week: dovid lavon, who made the l'cha video, is chevrusas with simcha (aka sammy) joseph. small world aint it?
comment of the year: mawige. mawige is what bwings us togetha today.
and to all those unsuspecting people out there i say, "go, and never darken my towels again!"

Quote of the Day

Those who can laugh without cause have
either found the true meaning of happiness
or have gone stark raving mad.
- Norm Papernick

In real life, unlike in Shakespeare, the sweetness of
the rose depends upon the name it bears. Things
are not only what they are. They are, in very important
respects, what they seem to be.
- Hubert H. Humphrey

A paranoid is someone who knows a little of what's going on.
- William S. Burroughs

Brand New Blog

Well everyone, I would like to state just for the record this is completly Aaron's fault. I was never planning on getting one of these things but then Aaron got one and of course i had to post a comment and then the only way to post a comment is to make your own blog. So its Aaron's fault. Aaron, take a bow. So I'm sitting here at BB's Bagels in Chicago trying to get my work done, which Aaron has intruded on yet again. I have lots of English hoemwork to do so Ill have to post more later.