A Tour of My Year
About a year since my last post here, the world has changed for me in every imaginable way. When last here, I was still living at home, trying to recover from my dissapointment in not moving out of my parents house, to Natanya. Well I guess I have a bit of filling in to do.
A few months after my last post I did actually move to Natanya and there I had possably my most enjoyable 4 months of my life. As you may recall, I was planning to move in with 2 good friends of mine, Aner and Koby. Well they ended up moving into an appartment without me and at the time I thought that was that. Only 3 months after they moved into the appartment, I got a call from Aner with quite a praposal. He got a pramotion to a manager of a disc store about an hour and a half from Natanya and was now stuck in a contract to his appartment. The offer was simple, Come replace me in the appartment and take my old job in the disc store in Natanya. I nearly leaped when he gave me the offer and 3 days later I unpacked my belonging into the new appartment.
From day one, Koby, my new room-mate, invited all his friend from Natanya over every day, all day. It took less than a week for me to meet the lot and become friends with them. From then on, I had 4 moths of, get up to work, come home, 3 people at least come over, we smoke, we go out for drinks in the evning, go to bed and start over. It was intence, I never had so much fun. There were always friends over, always someone to go to the beach with, always someone to take a walk with, always someoene to talk to. Funny thing is, I don't think I'd of lasted if it had been longer but after 4 months, the lease on the appartemnet was over and Koby wanted out. I looked for an affordable single bedroom appartment but failed. Sadly I was forced to quit my job and move back with my parents. My last week in the appartemnet I arranged a huge home cooked dinner that I had made, I invited all my new friends, a bunch of my older friends and we feasted. I left with a great feeling that I had touched the lives of the people I had met in Natanya the same as they had touched mine.
Why the sad face?
About a week back from Natanya, I started working as a waiter in nice western ranche style resturaunt. I worked there for nearly 6 months and saved up quite a bit of cash. The job wasn't great compared to working in a disc store but the money was MUCH better and the people I worked with were great. After 6 months of working there and not having much of a private life, I was forced to stay home for a week due to severe teeth pain. I went to the dentist and he said I needed to get my wisdome teeth pulled.
Two months later, about $700 down the drain and endless hours playing computer games, my mouth was finally fully healed and I could get back to work. Problem was, I didn't feel like going back to work. I was feeling lazyer than I ever had in my life. I spent days on end in my room, on my computer, playing computer games. I'm not saying I regret that time, I had lots of fun and made a ton of internet friend, good ones. There is something though, about sitting in your room in front of a computer screen all day that makes you feel like your missing out on life. The trick is, to combine the two, something I hadn't done.
Well I decided to do something with myself. The problem was, I'd grown so acustome to doing nothing, I felt lost, I didn't know where to start. It hit my like a rock in the stomach, a person my age, whos family was good friends with my family from Long Island, moved to Israel and came to visit. We spent a long night talking, I told her of my plans to eventually move to the states, go to the army, then to collage then live out my life. She gave her opinions, gave me a clearer picture of what would be waiting for me there and critisized some of the choices I had made int he matter of my moving. It was the push I needed, for days after, I couldn't think of anything els and I knew I had made my choice. I was finally ready!
That leaves me pretty much up to date, I made all the arangments. I'm finishing up my drivers licence that I have put of for three and a half years, waiting for plane ticket prices to drop a bit and I'm off to the other side of the world. Just thinking about it makes my body tingle with anticipation. My guess and my hope, is that in two months time, I'll be on a plane to America, the country with no cats (sorry childhood influence)!

