About Me

20. Physics student. Israel|Thailand. Known for my love of cereal. And colours. Preferably colourful cereal. I have a thing for writers and dancers.
SLYTHERCLAW
Dear Haddie’s Little Brother Who I don’t Know In Real Life,I don’t hate you. You have a nice older sister. You make me think of Israel, so thanks a lot. You + Me = Lusty Loins. If I saw you now, I’d worry about how that happened. I want to kill zombies with you. I would build an anatomically correct doll just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be “The Dreidel Song”. We could fornicate under the stars. Love, Nobody You Know. (PS- y/n worst thing you have ever received?).
Ok which one of my followers sent this to my bro? This is absolutely hilarious xD

godonfire:

haddie replied to your post: in which i press ‘answer privately’ instead of ‘publish’

חחחחחחחחחח יופי, תודה :P

בכיף.. :)

themachineprophet:

haddie replied to your post: just got back foodddddd also i probably failed…

Hope it ends up well ^^

meh

i’m not sure what i want out of life anymore.

how did your new semester begin? :D

Well. My new semester started off pretty well… For the first time (after a year of my degree already having gone by), I actually find my lectures *interesting*. Thing is, the non-permanent staff in uni are on a strike, which means I’m already falling behind. I just came back from a 40 minute cleaning-the-freezer sesh with my new roommates. They’re ok, I suppose, not as cool as my old one though. But my room is all nice and big and most importantly, MINE and mine only ^^

I think maybe possibly the weekend after next I’ll be free to meet up… :)

Why’re you not sure? What’s up with you these days? Errything ok?

Reblogged from Walker Watcher

Letter 1 - A letter to your best friend.

dj-supernova:

Dear Hadas,

I don’t know when you’ll read this, because you’re either at or on your way to the army right now. Also, your snail mail letter is on the way. My Dad took the ‘snail mail’ thing a little too literally and sent it by super snail mail instead of Express Air Mail, so God knows when you’ll get it. The letter basically consists of that elephant drawing and a few more scribbly drawings of outer space. But I hope it reaches you soon. I’m quite proud of my drawings.

Let me start the main body of this letter by telling you that I love you. Four years ago, I first met you formally on the bleachers by the front field where all the boys used to play football. I thank Khayaal for being the reason we met. How did we happen? By the laws of normal social behaviour, I should be closer to Nadav who is actually my age than I am to you. But without even noticing, we became best friends. And we’ve been through so much together.

You’re my big sister, Haddie.

We opened your IGCSE results together and then made disastrous brownies. You, David and Rene came into school specially just for my birthday. We had milk together everyday when I was in Y10. We went trick o’ treat-ing together that year, too. One of the best nights of my life. And then battling with the bedcovers at my first sleepover at your place! And then you staying over at my place the night after Diwali and then me ditching you in the morning for PSAT, leaving you to have awkward breakfast with my family. Our long, uphill battle to finally get our families to have dinner together and the wonderful success of those dinners. Graduation, when you included me in your family photo. The Unfinished Slightly Metrosexual Rainbow Giraffe of Happyness (it’s still up on my wall). Skyping you when I was hurt and crying on webcam, and then you helping me wipe my tears and get back on my feet. Feeling so proud of you when you came out to me. Coming straight to your house after the beach in April because I didn’t want to wait til morning to see you. Drawing you that elephant and writing you that letter.

I love you, Hadas, and I’m so happy that you’re a part of my life that words can’t really do this justice. The only way I can really convey my feelings to you is to wait for October and then HUG YOU.

I miss you, Haddie. And good luck in the army. You are the toughest cookie I know. Plus, I’m sure everyone will want to be your friend just so they can tug on your wonderful hair (and because of your wonderful personality, of course, but mostly the hair). You are so strong. And you’re so beautiful. Inside and out. I love standing next to you, my best friend.

Love,

Muffin

x

Dear Muffin,

I have no words to convey how much this means to me. Seriously. You’re more than a friend- as I’ve said before, you’re family, for better and worse: I can get upset with you, and I’m not scared to show it the rare times I do, but I know us is for life :) You’re my little sister, and I feel responsible for your education in the ways of life (for lack of better words right now, I’m too exhausted to think) and am glad I could be such a meaningful figure for someone :D

I don’t quite know if there’s anything awesomer in the world than coming home from a week of army training to a SNAIL MAIL letter from your bestie, hand drawn elephant and outer space. Really. Best thing ever.

Thank you for being you, thank you for being awesome, thank you for writing this. I really suck at expressing my emotions, so bear with me.

Thank you for always making me smile, and being there for me when I wasn’t such a tough cookie and needed you.

MUCH LOVE :)

Haddie

(Source: thehighcommissionofcamelaffairs)

Reblogged from Mamihlapinatapei

My beloved MacBook is a little bit dead.

So I’m going to be a little bit MIA for a while.

paintchipsfromthewall:

We have knitting parties. My friends are better than yours.

I MISSED KNITTING SO MUCH.
It’s like riding a bike… Never forget. I’m going to finish this scarf in the next couple of weeks, if all goes according to plan :)

paintchipsfromthewall:

We have knitting parties. My friends are better than yours.

I MISSED KNITTING SO MUCH.

It’s like riding a bike… Never forget. I’m going to finish this scarf in the next couple of weeks, if all goes according to plan :)

Reblogged from Raw language

Watching bestie do math is fascinating.

paintchipsfromthewall:

I like her thinking face. Physicists in their natural habitat.

Creeper. <3

Reblogged from Raw language
girlswho:

Girls who play the ukulele.
Haddie &lt;3

Oh. :)

girlswho:

Girls who play the ukulele.

Haddie <3

Oh. :)

haddie on the uke.

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Reblogged from Raw language
So you may ask yourself. What is an awkward palm tree? Here&#8217;s my answer. It&#8217;s like the awkward turtle&#8230; But awkwarder. Whoa, ain&#8217;t that an awkward word&#8230;
Demonstrated above.
Facial expression is not necessary. I just never know what to do with my face on photos. I&#8217;m -yep, you saw it coming- awkward like that.

So you may ask yourself. What is an awkward palm tree? Here’s my answer. It’s like the awkward turtle… But awkwarder. Whoa, ain’t that an awkward word…

Demonstrated above.

Facial expression is not necessary. I just never know what to do with my face on photos. I’m -yep, you saw it coming- awkward like that.

HAHAHAHAHA
This is relevant because, in my Grad Book it said that &#8220;In 10 years I will be&#8230; Investigating Hadrons&#8221;. You know, studying Physics and all ;D

HAHAHAHAHA

This is relevant because, in my Grad Book it said that “In 10 years I will be… Investigating Hadrons”. You know, studying Physics and all ;D

Reblogged from Raw language

THE SCARF OF SEXUAL PREFERENCE
"After all this time?" "Always."