Monday, February 13, 2006
The Break of the Rule
This last weekend I went to Miami for the Bat Mitzvah of my second cousin Pauline. I was able to see a lot of family on my mom's side that I never see. My mom's mom had 4 sisters. After the war they moved all around the world, Paris, Israel, New York, Chicago. I visited mostly with the family of Sala my grandmothers sister. They are all naturually french speaking which is why conversations with more than one of them at a time were annoying. I had to participate only marginally in the conversation and could not understand. In the end it became mostly time for me to spend with my brother Charlie.
This is the first time I have been with Charlie since he broke up with his girl friend Libby. She was soooooo annoying. Honestly I could not imagine what Charlie liked about her. She was materialistic, stupid, immature, pushy, and pretty ugly. She was practically the opposite of what I look for in a girl, and what I expected charlie to be interested in. To say the least I was glad that the relationship did not come to fruition. Being on vacation with Charlie he seems to have changed somewhat. He must have been somewhat affected in this relationship. He embarrased me at times. I don't want to come off as to cool, but I can tell that he has hit his peak of coolness and is unfortunately now heading downhill. The moment that really capped this off is when he said, "Last time I saw you, you were this big." He just had too many don't be that guy moments.
This weekend was a particually bad one to miss at the frat house. While I am on the subject the general attitude of guys in my house rubs the the wrong way. We are a frat, which is short for fraterntity. We have pledges, they are pledging our house, that makes them pledges. We don't have to beat our pledges, and we don't need to rape women. But that doesn't change the fact that frat is short for fraternity, and pledge is short for someone who is pledging our house. The next time someone says, "You wouldn't call your country a cunt" I will punch in the face. I have given up trying to change the house to better suit my idea of the ideal fraternity. After my term is up as house manager in March. I plan to let it ride, and make the most out of my personal experience in the house without trying to affect it's direction. Anyway I missed the graffitti party which I have heard was pretty sweet. I guess in the end this graffitti party will have been no different than all of the others and I was instead able to talk to and see family of mine I might have few oportunities to see again. I also discovered a woman that I thought did not exists.
At the Bat Mitzvah I sat next to a Jewish girl attending th University Of Miami. What was so unique about her was that I both enjoyed her company (found her interesting and exciting) and also ofund her attractive. Never in my life, until this point have I met a Jewish girl that met both of these criteria. There was a catch however. I know what you might think, she was related, but no that was not it. She was Swiss, a swiss jew, weird. Here comes the new and improved rule like when scientists find a reason the current theory can't be true they fix it. I have yet to find an American Jew that I am capatible with physically and mentally.
There is a reason for this. American Jewish girls will always be treated like a princess at home by her mother and father. The pretty ones go out into the social world and are still trated like a princess. This is why pretty Jewish American girls have no sense of reality and I could never be mentally compatable with them. Something must be different in Switzerland. I am now more open to the possibility of marrying a Jew then ever before. The odds went from 1/100 to 1/20. Good news for dad.
That's it for now.
This is the first time I have been with Charlie since he broke up with his girl friend Libby. She was soooooo annoying. Honestly I could not imagine what Charlie liked about her. She was materialistic, stupid, immature, pushy, and pretty ugly. She was practically the opposite of what I look for in a girl, and what I expected charlie to be interested in. To say the least I was glad that the relationship did not come to fruition. Being on vacation with Charlie he seems to have changed somewhat. He must have been somewhat affected in this relationship. He embarrased me at times. I don't want to come off as to cool, but I can tell that he has hit his peak of coolness and is unfortunately now heading downhill. The moment that really capped this off is when he said, "Last time I saw you, you were this big." He just had too many don't be that guy moments.
This weekend was a particually bad one to miss at the frat house. While I am on the subject the general attitude of guys in my house rubs the the wrong way. We are a frat, which is short for fraterntity. We have pledges, they are pledging our house, that makes them pledges. We don't have to beat our pledges, and we don't need to rape women. But that doesn't change the fact that frat is short for fraternity, and pledge is short for someone who is pledging our house. The next time someone says, "You wouldn't call your country a cunt" I will punch in the face. I have given up trying to change the house to better suit my idea of the ideal fraternity. After my term is up as house manager in March. I plan to let it ride, and make the most out of my personal experience in the house without trying to affect it's direction. Anyway I missed the graffitti party which I have heard was pretty sweet. I guess in the end this graffitti party will have been no different than all of the others and I was instead able to talk to and see family of mine I might have few oportunities to see again. I also discovered a woman that I thought did not exists.
At the Bat Mitzvah I sat next to a Jewish girl attending th University Of Miami. What was so unique about her was that I both enjoyed her company (found her interesting and exciting) and also ofund her attractive. Never in my life, until this point have I met a Jewish girl that met both of these criteria. There was a catch however. I know what you might think, she was related, but no that was not it. She was Swiss, a swiss jew, weird. Here comes the new and improved rule like when scientists find a reason the current theory can't be true they fix it. I have yet to find an American Jew that I am capatible with physically and mentally.
There is a reason for this. American Jewish girls will always be treated like a princess at home by her mother and father. The pretty ones go out into the social world and are still trated like a princess. This is why pretty Jewish American girls have no sense of reality and I could never be mentally compatable with them. Something must be different in Switzerland. I am now more open to the possibility of marrying a Jew then ever before. The odds went from 1/100 to 1/20. Good news for dad.
That's it for now.
