Heya all. Haven’t made a blogpost in a hot minute. Not because I didn’t have anything to talk about, moreso because I didn’t have any time for myself. Between work, homework, social obligations, and familial obligations, I’ve barely had time to go to the gym, much less sit down and type on my blog. Now thankfully I have some time to get my thoughts out. I’ll split everything into a few different posts.

It’s currently 7:45 PM, and I’m on the southward train to Tel Aviv. I’ve spent the better part of today hanging out with friends, which was fun, ignoring the fact I’ve been doing it all with two heavy black bags under my eyes. We went rock climbing to start¹, and I’m not sure if the actual climb was what shot my heartrate to 150, or if it was the sheer terror of falling down. It wasn’t the first time we did this, but I did much worse than I had the previous time, which was a shame.

Later we met up with friends at a passover-kosher² restaurant. A very expensive passover-kosher restaurant. The bastards had the gall to charge me 86 shekels³ for a burger and not even include fries with it. Atleast it was filling, woulda burnt the place down if it wouldn’t.

We hung out, had a decent time, and finished off the hangout with some shopping. Almost everything is cheaper upnorth, as most of our import is from the sea and our only major port is in Haifa, so the rest figured it was a good excuse to splurge out on clothes.

As you can figure by the title, I only bought one item that whole shopping mall - a small wooden yo-yo. I’ve been wanting to buy a yo-yo for actual years now⁴ as a silent fidget toy and kept procrastinating on doing so. Finally, at a random asian-chiq store, I found it. My wooden grail. And oh my god it’s so much fun dude. I kept flinging it up and down like an idiot to the point one of my friends grabbed the rope mid-pull and said “dude you’re entranced by it, I had to snap you out.” Obviously I went back to playing with the thing two seconds later.

We hung out, said goodbye, and I went back to the train. It’s dark out, my eyelids are warm and heavy, and I got about an hour left on the ride. This doesn’t mean my responsibilities are over, preish the thought; my dad wanted to have a serious talk with me, I haven’t vacuumed my room in two weeks so it’s filled with hairs everywhere, and I have several shirts left fully dry on the laundry rope. But I’m not gonna do any of that today. I’m gonna get back home, brush my teeth, chug a cup of water, and pass out to sweet dreamland as soon as humanly possible.

I’ll leave everything else as a problem for tomorrow’s me. Just as I have been doing for the past week.