Not about pop culture!?

This is just too good to not write about on the blog.  So I was just talking to Danit, who seems to have a strong aversion to America lately, and she reminds me of a former plan that we made to spend a summer living at her grandmama's empty apartment in Jerusalem.  It's kinda far-fetched since I need money and job experience and college credit, but I may have something sort of worked out in my head.  

Ew, no, I never wanted to use my blog as a diary.

But whatever, I want to talk about this, no one is online, and my throat hurts.

So I'm thinking that maybe I can get some job in Cherry Thrill for like a month and a half or so, while taking an online course for my major.  Raise me up some money and use that money to support me for a month of not working and having crazy fun in Israel.  This is likely a terrible idea, since I use my summer money to support me for the rest of the year and if I take a month to party, I will be broke for the next year, but I want to indulge in the fantasy.

This fantasy involves me and my best friend living by ourselves in a Jewland, making friends everywhere, because duh, we're cute and friendly, going to the beach, shopping, being ridiculous and having the best summer EVER.  Ugh now I'm soaking up the daydreams of Michal Negrin, Magnums, bonding, and total freedom.  Totally too good to be true.  Rationally, I will stay at home/go to New York and work all summer.

BUT, either way, the summer ends with me taking the Best on the annual fam cruise to the Carribbean (like Pirates of, just needed a little pop culture somewhere in here), in which we will both be 21 and we will be amazing.  Okay, it's only February though, so I have some time to freak out.  Okay now I can stop with the diary level ranting.