Hey, if I’m never going to sleep anymore, I really need to figure out my schedule. I just got home “sopping wet” from Golan Heights where I was really curious to eat because everyone mentions it. Not only does everyone mention it, I ran into Dr. Alex there because apparently that’s where everyone “goes.” Funny. My sister and I dined with Yehuda and his brother. It was pretty hilarious and definitely interesting and the food DID NOT kill me. Hooray.

I’m a little blue about my current interaction with some of my friends so here goes… (Excerpt of Hilary Duff lyrics alluded to by my sister during our conversation about our friends.

There’s people talking.
They talk about me.
They know my name; they think they know everything.
But they don’t know anything about me. (about me)

I put my make-up on a Saturday night.
I try to make it happen.
Try to make it all right.
I know I make mistakes.
I’m living life day to day.
It’s never really easy but it’s OK. (it’s OK)

People all around you everywhere that you go.
People all around you, they don’t really know you.
Everybody’s watching like it’s some kind of show.
Everybody’s watching, they don’t really know you now.
(they don’t really know you, they don’t really know you)
And forever. (and forever)