i have so much to say. lets start with a basic recap of my summer so far: last day of school...involved someone who tried to put on their tshirt as shorts. cough. next day, went to greece&turkey for 2 weeks. greece was hot. literally and p.hilton style. i got a mad tan in naxos and am now about 17 different colors as a result. but i was really proud of that tan. anyone would be proud of such a tan. so-greece consists of MANY MANY islands. we started off in athens though, which is not an island, but a city. took a ferry to mykanos, another ferry to naxos, then a ferry to santorini then flight over to istanbul where there was some crazy shopping and i got a leather jacket for when i feel like being a hoodlum. the thing about istanbul. and i will try to say this in the least conceited way possible (which i wont be able to). the guys are obviously not accostumed to little americans whose hair they can see. that said, they all wanted to have my babies. and they werent scared to show it in front of my parents, which was all the time. including the receptionist at el hotel..hussein. however, as strange as it sounds (i was shocked too) turkish guys are unbelievably beautiful. not kidding in istanbul, theres a place called the grand bazaar where people do their shopping. this place has at least a thousand stores..maybe a couple thousand...it was ridiculous. it was too wonderful for me to take it all in on the first day so i took a nap. i really dont feel like giant european explanations right now, so i'll just leave that for the pics which i'll put up when i get out of ohio and fh camp. the day i got back from europe, i checked the mail and what do i see? j.heals 16th bday invitation. i had to show off el tan so i went. gosh im so spontaneous. surprisingly, i didnt collapse from tired...om. 2 and a half weeks have passed since my return and i have yet to switch my watch back to american time. so no im in ohio, with my grandparents and the fam its total ocity and i love it. ive seen some good movies: -charlie and el chocolate factory -wedding crashers. dont see this with your grandma -MARCH OF THE PENGUINS! penguin love is delicious -mysterious skin. i saw that last night and im still thinking about it. holy crap. that movie was AMAZING. the main character was FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. think back to 10 things i hate about you. and the little kid in love with julia stile's sister...his name was cameran. he was in this movie. and HE GREW UP. so its about this kid neil who is gay. and when he was 8 years old. his little leagues coach sexually abused him. to neil, this wasnt sexual abuse though. he saw his coach as his true love, the best sex he ever had and loved him like no one else. this coach used neil as a prop to get other little leaguers to fuck him too, and so the basic premise of the movie is the intertwining stories of neil and this kid brian who used to play little leagues with him. brians been suffering from blackouts and loss of some memories since he was on little leagues and thinks that they are due to alien abductions. this other crazy freak who thinks aliens are putting probes in her leads him to realize that finding neil is the key to discovering what the lost memories are. at this time, neil is about 17 or 18 and brian is 19. neil is a gay hustler, he fucks every guy he can and makes a shitload of money cuz hes so fucking gorgeous. hes all hardened and blah blah and then he fills brian in on how he lost his virgininty when he was 8 and everything is great. its not really great, its actuall kinda gross as parts like when brian sticks his arm up some dead deer or something who was supposedly taken by aliens. i wont ruin anything else. i definitely recommend this movies to any gay guys who dont have much access to gay porn as well. that was a waste of time. oh yeah i got 11 pairs of shoes. and my mom and my family are beginning to get all hot and bothered from all their worrying about me. i guess its the same about everyone. but i think there are two kinds of people. there are sharers and listeners. i take it back there are 3 types..the third being one who neither shares nor listens. my family thinks i fall under the third category which might be true. but if it is true, so fuckin what. whats wrong with not wanting to listen to people yak and yak for hours. it gets so boring. which is why im really bad at calling people back. when it comes down to it, im so fuckin lazy and as sad as it sounds, the though of opening my mouth for longer than it needs to be in order to have a decent conversation just seems like wasted energy to me. but my phones broken anyway. oh shucks. OH YEAH! i had some cousin fun with my cousins. we went to the salvation army store and i got some hot used clothes. ja ja ja. my family is uber smart. although i dont really contribute to the extremely high IQ count that my family has accumulated, i still feel a certain amount of pride in bragging about them. the chudnovsky brothers (on tv yesterday). my grandmothers cousins. they are known as Team Chudnovsky and although they are not as smart as Albert Einstein, the jew, theyre up there. theyre the epitome of the completely socially inept and cannot speak on normal people levels. they have books written about them (the mountains of pi) about how they used their ginormous supercomputer (that spans their entire ny apt. ) to calculate the digits of pi farther than anyone of that time. why anyone would read such book, i do not know. however. one of them has einstein hair and has been in a wheelchair forever because he was supposed to die or something when he was born. thank god he didnt though, now we know about pi and its digits. information i think i would die without. moving on. my brilliant cousin julia. a year older than me, skipped a grade, and still became valedictorian of her class. enough said. my other brilliant cousin daniel. also a year older than me. he scored a 1600 on the SAT in 7th grade. my parents. in russia, the grades were from 5-1 as opposed to a-f. they never even got one 4. except for my mom in army class or some shit like that. the lack of athleticism has been passed down to me hoorah the great rabbi chaim berlin. im not sure if he was smart or not but he was a rabbi and he was famous and im related to him. there are schools named after this kid. ocity. nicole kokbang. idiot and disgrace to family. will rot in rutgers. family pride deal with it. im not gonna let myself reread this like i normally do. i think i sound like a superficial retarded slutho. and i dont like sluts or hos or combinations because who wants to be a slutho? not me not me not me. ive also added 25 cds to my mp3 collection. not bad but i could do more. i feel like a fatass i need to stop letting my grandmas stuff me like a fuckin turkey although i loooove turkey stuffing. and i was also thinking. that i dont wanna go back to school. as girly and stupid as i sound right now, there are much worse girls to come back to at school. and im not tall enough to kick them and get away with it. plus the thought of brp makes me want to projectile vomit onto all of brp. actually, i think if we get a big enough group together, that might be able to happen. its 11 30 and im tired. my life has changed drastically over the last month. now, i get tired. and i also sleep. not too much, but the required ammount which deserves a pat on the back to somebody. whoever you wanna give one too. anyway, this has been stupid enough ive made enough ass of myself to deserve 0 friends by tomorrow. aw