Vacation is Exhausting
I said to myself, "Tan, Sunday you'll rest up from the long week you've had and prepare for the longer one ahead..." Then I go off and betray myself by not coming back to the house until 11 PM. I don't know how I ever believe me.
So I hung out with Michal yesterday and we had fun. We went to see Horton Hears a Who, and it was just as good this time around, and we laughed, and drooled at the Narnia: Prince Caspian trailer together, so yea, it was nice. We went to the sea to collect stones and there was that funny moment when my pants kept falling down because I ended up putting the stones in my pockets, but thankfully, they stayed put, although slightly moister and sandier. There was also the man in the speedo, but I'd rather forget that...
I finally bought backpacks that are awesome and have acquired a new motto for my shopping philosophy here in Israel; "If we don't have this in Canada, I will regret not buying it later so I better". When they check my bag at the airport on our way back, they're going to think I'm a terrorist for sure. All the craft glue, spice packets, rocks, and other highly miscellaneous crap looks very incriminating when put all together.
I was put on the train at 10:06, but not before picking up a package from my Mgrandma's internet friend (I know, she's so lj-savvy now) to take to Canada. Nice to know my grandma's making new friends.
I came to Ashdod last night at about 12:30 AM and then stayed up for an hour and a half talking to my grandparents. In the morning, all I wanted to do was sleep, so I couldn't really write and just stared at the wall in that state of sleeplessness. My lovely Mgrandma (I now know how good I have it) decided to probably cheer me up (I was just tired), so anyway, she decided to take me to visit her friend who has an apartment by the sea with a great view so I could take pictures.
We went, of course, and came back at five, but before that, I've achieved a great feat with the support of grandmas M and S. We sorted through the clothes I brought back from Dgrandma and picked out the half (or more) of the ugly ones. I have to say though, out of the 5 thousand things she bought me, I think I will actually wear, or give away (I think the nice jeans would fit on my mom), almost 10 pieces I think, which is an improvement from 1 (the fruits of our last meeting).
So I took about 100 more photos of Ashdod, and I'm not a big architecture photographer, but I think a few photos came out very nice (will facebook later).
I stopped by at my Sgrandparents' place (conveniently located next door to Mgrandparents' place) and I was invited to dinner somewhere, so I decided to go (free food). So the food was nice and so were the people who invited us over for asking questions about moving to Canada, which I liked answering. Then I have all these other things my Mgrandparents want me to do for them before I leave, so I only got to the computer at 12-something... I should really plan this stuff better.
I should maybe stop talking back to my Sgrandpa, but I'm always to tempted to resist. He's pretty mean sometimes, but I take it everything he says is a joke, so I take it more as a challenge of wits, which I allow him to "win" sometimes, but really, I put him in his place. I DO need my exercise. My tongue isn't getting any sharper, you know.
I was given the job (or rather, I offered) to get my Mgrandpa a logo for his scientific website. Designing it is no problem, I do that stuff, but it's the "doing it on the computer" part that I'm no good at, so now I will send my (awesome) sketch to a few artistic people and they'll hopefully muster something up. I love having 'people'.
Now, I KNOW I need to go to sleep now, but I'm listening to such great music that I'd rather dance and sing instead of sleep. I still have to travel to Rehovot tomorrow and obviously I haven't packed, I still need to shower, and do all that stuff for my grandparents, and also go and finally take pictures of my old kindergarten and school in Ashdod, whch should just be enough stuff for me to do if I wake up at seven and plan to leave at twelve.
That seems a bit tight actually, maybe twelve thirty then...
So I hung out with Michal yesterday and we had fun. We went to see Horton Hears a Who, and it was just as good this time around, and we laughed, and drooled at the Narnia: Prince Caspian trailer together, so yea, it was nice. We went to the sea to collect stones and there was that funny moment when my pants kept falling down because I ended up putting the stones in my pockets, but thankfully, they stayed put, although slightly moister and sandier. There was also the man in the speedo, but I'd rather forget that...
I finally bought backpacks that are awesome and have acquired a new motto for my shopping philosophy here in Israel; "If we don't have this in Canada, I will regret not buying it later so I better". When they check my bag at the airport on our way back, they're going to think I'm a terrorist for sure. All the craft glue, spice packets, rocks, and other highly miscellaneous crap looks very incriminating when put all together.
I was put on the train at 10:06, but not before picking up a package from my Mgrandma's internet friend (I know, she's so lj-savvy now) to take to Canada. Nice to know my grandma's making new friends.
I came to Ashdod last night at about 12:30 AM and then stayed up for an hour and a half talking to my grandparents. In the morning, all I wanted to do was sleep, so I couldn't really write and just stared at the wall in that state of sleeplessness. My lovely Mgrandma (I now know how good I have it) decided to probably cheer me up (I was just tired), so anyway, she decided to take me to visit her friend who has an apartment by the sea with a great view so I could take pictures.
We went, of course, and came back at five, but before that, I've achieved a great feat with the support of grandmas M and S. We sorted through the clothes I brought back from Dgrandma and picked out the half (or more) of the ugly ones. I have to say though, out of the 5 thousand things she bought me, I think I will actually wear, or give away (I think the nice jeans would fit on my mom), almost 10 pieces I think, which is an improvement from 1 (the fruits of our last meeting).
So I took about 100 more photos of Ashdod, and I'm not a big architecture photographer, but I think a few photos came out very nice (will facebook later).
I stopped by at my Sgrandparents' place (conveniently located next door to Mgrandparents' place) and I was invited to dinner somewhere, so I decided to go (free food). So the food was nice and so were the people who invited us over for asking questions about moving to Canada, which I liked answering. Then I have all these other things my Mgrandparents want me to do for them before I leave, so I only got to the computer at 12-something... I should really plan this stuff better.
I should maybe stop talking back to my Sgrandpa, but I'm always to tempted to resist. He's pretty mean sometimes, but I take it everything he says is a joke, so I take it more as a challenge of wits, which I allow him to "win" sometimes, but really, I put him in his place. I DO need my exercise. My tongue isn't getting any sharper, you know.
I was given the job (or rather, I offered) to get my Mgrandpa a logo for his scientific website. Designing it is no problem, I do that stuff, but it's the "doing it on the computer" part that I'm no good at, so now I will send my (awesome) sketch to a few artistic people and they'll hopefully muster something up. I love having 'people'.
Now, I KNOW I need to go to sleep now, but I'm listening to such great music that I'd rather dance and sing instead of sleep. I still have to travel to Rehovot tomorrow and obviously I haven't packed, I still need to shower, and do all that stuff for my grandparents, and also go and finally take pictures of my old kindergarten and school in Ashdod, whch should just be enough stuff for me to do if I wake up at seven and plan to leave at twelve.
That seems a bit tight actually, maybe twelve thirty then...