warlordkittens: Ugh, would you stop being so stressed out?
assafr: I can't! The computer guy is coming and I have to get ready, and I don't have any cash to give him and I can't find my wallet and blah blah blah blah blah blah [I wasn't really listening].
warlordkittens: You know what? You have stupid problems. Boy problems. Unlike you, I have major existential-type problems.
assafr: Like what?
warlordkittens: I am GAINING WEIGHT!

Mm. So this week is both odd and fattening. And busy, also.

Yesterday was my dad's 70th birthday, so we celebrated all weekend. Last friday, my sister made us have a party at her place even though no one really wanted a party. So instead of getting bummed about it, I decided to make it all fun for me and mom as well. What I did was to bring Kurtosh (AMAZING Hungarian type cake) and Rilli. The Kurtosh was for eating, and the Rilli was for singing - she performed for us with Eyal on the keyboard, and they had me sing as well. Dad was so excited. I think it was his biggest surprise there, even though my brother and uncle (who both live abroad) came to the party as a surprise. Other than that, as a present to dad, I drew an old picture of us on a small canvas. I think it turned out quite nicely, maybe I'll scan and post later. It was such a great night, even my sister's wife wasn't able to ruin it. We just stayed and stayed and kept on singing and talking, with my brother practically doing a stand up comedy routine.

On Saturday, assafr and I woke up rather late and watched TV until my mom picked us up to go with my dad and uncle to a restaurant. And ice cream. And coffee. Basically, it was like a solid five hours of eating, I think. I was mostly dead at a point. It was quite nice, indeed. Unfortunately I stupidly went and fought with assafr afterwards, because I was PMSing and he's a boy. This made yesterday, which also turned out to be a Jewish day of mourning, a less than ideal day for the day off I had originally planned on taking, so I ended up going to work and being all sad and PMSy until we started making up. After work I met up with my parents and uncle, and we all went to eat some hummus at Abu Dubby. Afterwards went home to die and make nice with boy. I hope it worked, I hate fighting and love boy.

Today, so far, can be summed up by the sandwich post, other than the fact I have two design deadlines for Wednesday. Isn't that nice? I have to finish making a CD cover and a sci fi convention program. But I'm whining for no reason, I think I am nearly done with them both. I simply love having a computer at home.

I just had an amazing sandwich. Life is grand.

I think I am quite simple.

Every month, my bank sends me an SMS that I do not understand.

Huh.

Wow. I've been looking at university websites, and more than ever, the realization that I HAVE to study something in the more creative area just hits me. The art places just make me drool. Yes, even Bezalel, I cannot deny this. I mean, fuck, I used to live in one of the lecturer's apartment when he was renting it out. Plus my favorite artist, Hila Lulu Lin, is another lecturer. So. Yes. Much with the drooly fangirlishness.

Not to mention that university just sounds incredibly boring. You don't get to study anything about typography.

*anxiousbounce*

Mmmsex.

I got 671 on my exam.

I can go most places now.

Yesterday I went out with my best friend from kindergarten, Shelly. It was uberfun. We had noodles (well. Mine was technically rice) and then spontaneously decided to go to the senior exhibition at Shenkar. It made me a bit more confident about applying next year, I think. I dunno, It's like I figured out that I belong there and they're just taking their time. But I am possibly delusional. Either way, graphic design and interactive media etc. were pretty awesome, though there were some things I thought were quite ungood. Maayan Freund was well-represented, obviously, with like three works... you could get the sense that he was trying hard to make a statement, but it only really came through with that war piece (cause it's awesome). Other than that, textile design was simply amazing, or as Shelly put it, "I didn't know textile design could be quite so moving."

Came back home afterwards and been sort of down since, but that's a sort of default I guess.

Oof. I bought a computer last week and I WANT it already. I have stuff I need/want to do.

חשבנו על רעיון ממש טוב להרצאת-באפי באייקון. מישהו רוצה להרצות?...

I think I am having a major regression back to childhood. It started with innocent things, like getting a pink bike and buying frozen schnitzels and cold chocolate milk, and then went hardcore with yesterday's visit to the water park and today's - you got it - waking up at 5:50am with an ear infection.

How infantile of me. assafr called his parents saying, "the baby woke up crying in pain this morning and I had to take her to the clinic where they gave her meds for an ear infection." Bwah!

And, OMG, the water park. I was so brave! Amongst the slides were these two INCREDIBLY SCARY water slides and (after much protest) I went on them even though I knew it meant sure death! And it did, it did mean sure death!

( The scary slides )
So that is how I slid to my untimely death. Twice in a row.

Speaking of untimely deaths, on Thursday we went to see the Dark Knight and it was amazing. I wish the Joker hadn't died in the end.

Here is something that is very het of me, but one that I remember should not only be written here during breakups:

I love assafr.

I am so pleased about actually earning money. I think life is easier this way. Now I can buy a computer of my own, which is something I haven't had since I moved in with assafr. I think I'll feel a lot better with a computer of my own. And maybe rollerblades. :D

Other than that, I've been having a physical and mental sort of breakdown. It's no fun.

Well, ok. I'm a Sorkin fan, and I totally get fangirling a writer (which isn't to say I was very pleased with Studio 60, but maybe I should give that another chance) - but - just because I liked Buffy, why must it mean that I care about Joss Whedon and what he has to say? Cause I, like, don't care that much. I don't care what *Joss* was trying to say in one episode or another, I don't get excited by references to the writers, I don't care what he wrote on his blog. I care if the episode of what I'm watching is good. I'm exactly on that level.

And sometimes, I feel like there's no room for just liking a show in a crowd of fans. I get that they like things on that level, but I don't get why it seems that they think I shouldn't watch the show at all if I'm not as interested as they are.

It's so alienating.

Mm. Had my psychometric exam last Thursday. Now I am allowed to live.

What's next?

Meme from a_thing_sublime

( You. Can. Only. Type. One. Word. No. Explanations. )

Ugh. Feel sick. Wanna go home. :(