27.11.2009
Hi,
First of all I tell a silly thing I did: in the entrance to my faculty there is a one way road – with spikes. There is a small space where you can get in with bikes. Couple of days ago I got there at night. I have road bikes (my father’s bike, there are very old, Since he was 17 years old. 39 years ago), with a very slim tire. I was thinking “Well I don’t see the space. What are the chances that I will hit the spike?”. Well take a wild guess what happened :-). And because the bikes are so old I had to buy all the stuff in Jerusalem (I didn’t manage to find it in Haifa).
I went in Friday night to sit down with a friend I traveled with in South America. I haven’t seen her since then (3 years ago). It was so nice, she’s now studying middle Eastern studies in the Hebrew university. We sat down chatting with the other people that sat there. We started laughing about their work – they are working in in autistic hostel. The main thing they were complaining about was that the autistic don’t knew how to jerk off, and they do it in very violence ways. And those two boys we were sitting with start to think how to explain them how to do it.
I woke up in the middle of the night in my apartment in Haifa couple of nights ago found out I was sleeping in a burning bed. It seems I left my small light night open. It is made of plastic and started melt and light my bed. I manage to take it down, Nothing really burned but I still had to sleep with burned sheets.
Friday they talked about lonely soldiers in the news. Those are soldiers that come to Israel without their family only to draft to the army. They complained about the fact that nobody take care of them. Nathan got mad – Why don’t they show our soldiers? That we take care of them. Fatma decided that when she’ll be in the army she’ll be an officer that responsible for those soldiers. Well I had a lot to tell you, but I don’t remember what…. :-). Well I pretty tired, so take care of yourself and good night.
Gad