In Which Jasmine Dances

It's been a couple days, sorry! I went to visit my grandparents and didn't bring my computer. Internet, how I have missed you!

Anyways. Last Thursday I went out to the bar area of Jerusalem (Ben Yehuda) and got rather drunk. Actually at first we wandered around because my friends couldn't decide which bar the wanted to go into. In my opinion they were all equally sketchy, but whatever. We made it in, and got our drinks. Mine, made by the very attractive bartender who looked like Mike Carden from The Academy Is...

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was on fire, which was truly terrifying and awesome. And it was blue. I didn't ask.

I ended up dancing with a random, very tall Israeli guy (who I could have sworn was gay but clearly was not) who kissed me when I had to leave. Of course, I wasn't really paying attention so I totally didn't see it coming but there you go. Sort of the story of my life.

On Friday I woke up and pretty much ran out of the house. I took a bus to Netanya, where my father's parents live, and spent the night with them and one of their two helpers. My grandparents are very old (86, 88, and 91), but surprisingly the youngest of them is probably the most ill. My grandmother has Alzheimer's at a pretty advanced stage; it's been years since she remembered who I was. But I don't want to be a downer! The point is that because of her medication she is very sweet and happy most of the time, and it's fun to be around her, despite the fact that she frequently speaks to me in Romanian and asks me the same questions over and over. She compliments my hair a lot.

I have to be honest though, it was nice to leave this morning. I got a ride from one of my mother's best friends, who drove me to my mother's dad's house. He, at 91, is still moving around on his own, making food and mostly taking care of himself, and I feel better every time I see him. My grandfather is a pretty incredible man, I won't lie. But moving on! My mom's other best friend came and got me and I hung out with her 15 year old daughter and my mom's first best friend's 16 year old daughter and it was pretty great. We talked about Twilight.

Okay no, but this sort of upsetting thing happened that I wanted to mention. There's this show on TV in Israel where they follow couples who are planning their weddings, and one of the recent ones was a gay couple, and one of the guys on the show kept on like, making all these comments about how they stole marriage from straight people and how he hoped they got married on the beach so a wave could come in and sweep away the whole aberration. And it was all said in this sort of joking tone but no one was calling him on it and I was pretty upset! Things like that are not okay!

Then I took a bus back to Jerusalem, missed my bus stop, got off somewhere super random, got on a bus, got off, and then waited half an hour at least for my real bus, and then went home. I am so, so tired! Time to study (I have a test tomorrow, wish me luck!) and then bed! Oh sleep, I can't wait. Good night all!