shine on you crazy diamond...

okay, so now that i am in turkey with relatively nothing to do (and at this moment nothing to eat...) i am going to blog as if i really meant to keep this thing up. i wonder who i am actually blogging for. my mom, mom's friends, grandpa, my friends, myself...i guess i just don't know.
well i left ein gev on thursday which was a little sad. i really love it there. my roommate kindly hitchhiked with me to the bus station and from there i somehow got to my aunt's house near tel aviv in ramat hasharon. saying goodbye to mario sucked. i really miss him now.
oh ya, and i guess i should mention that i have a boyfriend, who is amazing. mario from guatemala. 25. ha i can never get over the fact that his name is mario. i asked him if he had a friend names luigi. he almost killed me.
anyway...
now that i am with my family i begin to remember why i took this gap year in the first place. i mean yes, i love them all very very much. but damnit sometimes they drive me a little crazy. i have gotten far too used to being on my own to spend such condensed periods of time with them so abrutly. i get to see aaron on tuesday though which is awesome. i haven't seen in almost 2 years...
my family in turkey is the same. my grandparents are beginning to get really old. i guess everytime i see them they look really old. but my grandmother barely stays awake for longer than a couple hours at a time, and can't move around without the help of somebody. they have a really sweet maid that takes good care of her, and talks to me in turkish as if i can understand. i laugh uncomfortably and smile, thats all i got. my grandfather is slowing down a bit, but his mind remains sharp. he is still witty and quick, and he manages on his own quite well. he really amazes me.
my uncle and aunt are still the fighting couple living a life of luxury that is questionably affordable to them. my aunt doesn't yell at my uncle so much anymore, but you can still hear her screams once in a while.
oh turkey.
we are leaving for bodrum tonight, thank god. in istanbul we get a little stuck in a static, but in bodrum its sheer beauty and relaxation + good food/wine for a week straight.

somehow i still miss israel.

my life got really uninteresting.

the website is written in japanese (maybe korean...)

WOAH
Long time I know, but the internet here is pretty damn terrible, and it takes a good 30 minutes just to pull up this page so I avoid the whole encounter all together.
Everything here in Israel is pretty amazing. I've been hanging around the kibbutz pretty much the whole time except for one trip to Tel Aviv with Sharon (Australian volunteer.) Things are a little same same, but its so good that same same is good.
I don't really know what to write about to be honest. I always forget what I wrote about before. I feel redundant.
In Israel things are so different for people. In the US its just so normal. You go to highschool, university and then get a job. Here, when you finish highschool, you are required to do a minimum of 2 years in the army (3 if you're a guy), and then its tradition to travel. Everyone that I have talked to has such great stories. India, Thailand, Malaysia, Latin America...there is so much to see, so much to do. I don't get it why in the US we don't encourage that sort of thing more. I think that people need some time to think before deciding the direction of their life.

Okay so ya I really don't have that much to say.