Eilat - It's Beautiful

Swimming with the Fishies

Go In Peace

Baruch Dayan HaEmes

Shterna Sara bas R' S. Z. Lepkivker

Professor Liviu (Levi) Librescu

May Hashem comfort their families. Ad Mosai!

In Other Words... This is Me

Finally... Presenting... My Nephew!

The Honorable Menachem Mendel Rothstein

"Happy Baby"

3:30 AM Rant

B"H
Here I am, sitting on the couch which has been doubling as my bed for the past week, tears rolling down my face because my new contacts dry out when I stare at anything for more than 15 seconds, writing for what seems like the first time in ages. I also have just torn myself away from reading other people's blogs, and wondering why they actually have readers and comments!
A comment from my mother drifts through my mind; "As long as you compare yourself to to others, you won't have the self-confidence to do what you have to do." Profound. But still, I find myself wondering, 'How did they do it?!'
Other aggreivances: family time is never as satisfying as I imagine/hope it will be; all too often, I am negative (what happened to my natural optimism?); I still don't know what I'm doing in the summer; I can't seem to communicate properly with my brothers; and everything I've worked on accomplishing this past year in Tsfat has sloughed off me like old skin.
WHAT TO DO!?
(I really like ?! as a punctuation. That and - , as well as...)
G-d, it feels good to write. I need a laptop. As a writer, its going to be a neccessary tool. But my mother told me today that my sister and brother-in-law purchased the one I am currently using for $1000! Help!
Another complaint - I don't really know what I'm doing. I am, to make a confession, fairly computer illiterate. I've had my camera since September, and I had to come home and ask my brother which setting was the anti-redeye. It's frustrating.
One day, when someone actually reads this, please comment! If for no actual reason, at least so that I can have the satisfaction of knowing that the energy I put into writing this hasn't just vanished into the consuming existence of Internet oblivion.
Thank you, and Goodnight.