try to think... for once...

just think...

now lets talk

Lets see how many people check Oren's  xanga...

anyways ill give a brief overview of senior year

SENIOR YEAR IN A NUTSHELL:
awesome...

Now Im done ranting and heres the more than daily post.

First off getting a 45% in physics is more fun than you think.  i actually laughed at my house for about 30 minutes straight, told my mom i got an 87 without studying... she believed me... had a concert on friday at lunch, was quite awesome
(props to the groupies).  Friday night was pretty shway, saw gabe and elmer and manasi and everyone sing at the Mall, that was noice.  then went off to sarapalooza listened to my humps way too much and watched some interesting peope dance... and not dance (elmer with pillow on face for HOUURS) while still managing to watch gabe get himself fake crunk off of apple juice and cream soda.  watched a dog eat chocolate and spit it out and make the house smell like continuous ewness.  went home and had my mom yell at me for drivin past midnight.  saturday night was fun, i was 2cm away from getting drunk and chillin with some kiddos but decided to stay, go to jeannies house and have more fun than i could have imagined.  loved the smoothie, had some intense ramen with egg and a single lettus.  saw andrea who i havent seen in YEARS, gave her her bday present, which she initially responded with "what the fuck oren"  then after realizing i got her more than an envelope hugged me and had a jolly wonderful lovefest with me for 2 seconds.  then we went into blockbuster had a blast finding nothing, and went off to jeannies casa. after 4 hours of talk/laugh/bonding we all randomly decided it was probably time to go home. went home at 3 and had my second night of yellage for driving past midnight.  FIRST TIME EVER my parents cared that i drove past midnight.  yes that brings up another point, i am not yet 17 god damnit ive been 16 for a year now, havent u guys figured that out??  well mebe its good that im young, i guess its better than bein "mom"..... jk lah manasi, its hogai.  sunday was unfulfiled till about 8pm when i was like WHABAM lets go ice skating!  that didnt happen, but we ended up goin to jeannies house again, and talked laughed bonded for 3 hours till around 11:30 ish or so then everyone magically decided to go home.  elmer is a face magnet, attracting everythign from soy sauce to hear cutting scissors to anything jeannie can get into her hands.  we found out that paul is a father.  manisi is a mother, coincidinc? i think NOT.  also found out that gabe would rather eat a more-than-lethal amount of wasabi than go to a doctor.  he didnt show up tho, cause his mom is mean.  or somethin.  came home before midnight, told my mom "see i do come home at a reasonable time". go upstairs and fall asleep before realizeing that i had english work to do.  weekend in a nutshell...

its now monday night, time to crack open the good ol government book... major suckage but whatever.  comon you stranger, you legend, you martyr and SHINE

speakin of which, music rocks.  BAM

O hey, since i found out that paul gets more comments than me when his posts are infinately smaller, i will now focus on cramming my asslong list of words into a few paragraphs at the most.

first off, gabe... i went to ur xanga and after i posted a comment ur page totally froze up and gave my computer HELL... thanks... and now when i put my mouse in one place, the mouse icon drops to the fuckin bottom of the screen

um, elmer didnt get his teeth pulled yet, thats good i think...

other than that, im pretty sure this summer BLOWS, well... not really but the end of summer blows.,

i have OTHELLO, CRIME AND PUNISHMENT, and THE CHOICE to read.  im so screwed up the hizzae

who cares tho right?  were SENIORS BITCHES

iCAUTION!... iTHIS POST IS MASSIVELY LARGE!...  iCUIDADO!

                                            yours truly...

p.s.  if you see "SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> "  its probly cause it adds suspense... or its cause i have no idea what it is, and i dont see it on my comp. so whatev, its probly just elmer

Marathon Entry Pt. 1

            Welcome all fellas, this is entry part one, of the massive experience known as My Vacation.  For all who I have not been fortunate enough to mention this to… I was recently in the European continent of the world known as Earth.  I have spent the last 16 days away from the Oak Park, of California.  I left on the 31^st of July, and I arrived the 16^th of August.  Before I begin the two part epic, I will give a brief prologue. 

Prologue:  Herro… this entire post was written on my mother’s laptop previous to its postage on this fantasmic Xanga site.  Therefore expect a frequent change in tenses, as I may have added a few things in the middle when I remember random things.   For Example, it is 12 am Friday Morning, and the first post of the entry is about the first day of the expedition.  Another thing to keep in mind, Pt. 1 is the experience in Greece, and Pt. 2 is my trip to Israel. 

The author of this post, hereby known as Oren, dedicates this “book” to his friends.

Part One:  To begin this post, I shall give you guys some background information on Greece, as I do not have the patience to spell out every detail to ya’all suckas back at home.  First of all, in Greece, it gets a mofuggin hot during the day, and at night, its just about as bad as a day in Oak Park at 1 pm.  With that said, it was real uncomfortable at some points, and it made you freaking thirsty and tired, for no reason.  Another thing, people in Greece don’t eat dinner until just about… hm id say around 11:30 pm.  As it turns out, Greece is a very nightlife country, and apparently everything is legal.  They sold bongs, pipes, alcohol, and even prostitution at just about every corner.   Actually Im just kidding… lolz, but these things are still pretty much legal.   Prostitution is legal… apparently, and Ive seen a few just roaming around, doing their deeds.  And as far as alcohol is concerned, I convinced my parents that it is legal for me to drink, even though I highly doubt this is true.  I think this concludes the background information for right now, so I will begin the post I guess.

Wakeup Time:  I woke up at 10:00 am, on Sunday morning, remember this time, because it has importance later.  Anyways I went ahead and woke my lazy ass up, got ready, and went online for a bits, talked to some chilluns who believed I was already on my way.  But that’s cool I guess.  Anywho on the way to the airport I was stricken with a mad case of tiredness, and unfortunately I fell asleep on the back of a friends limo, considering he was our limo driver, service man.  Then I got to the airport at around 1 ish, and our flight was at 3:36, this was good timing, except for the fact that there was this massive ass line in front of the British Airways.  It took us until like 3 before we were done with the check-in, and before we got our tickets… THEN we needed to go through security.  And although I knew that we weren’t gonna get left behind, just cause Im so damn awesome, my mom had her doubts, and therefore she freaked out, and was just like BAHHH were gonna miss the plane OMG OMG OMG.  This part pretty much sucked, but where I was getting at was the part where on the plane there were these hot chicks, of about a group of 4 who sat like 2 rows behind me… how cool…  Now the 10.5 hour flight has begun, and I don’t know whether I should attempt to sleep, or not, since its only freaking 4 pm…  eff.

ARRIVAL:  when we arrived in England, it was like 9 am so I was like, eshwee we have a whole day left.  Then we find out that our plane information is NOT written on the flight plans. And our flight number is missing on those little tvs.  SHIT.  So now my moms flippin some more, cause its pretty damn tiring to have a 10 hour flight to a foreign brittish country, where our next flight isn’t even mentioned.   So from here, I decide to charge the magnificent laptop that my mom has so preciously provided me on this fantabulous trip.  Then 10 mins before the flight should leave to Greece, the flight number and everything is written down.  Gate 27…  were at 3-7.  EFFF… massive runage to our gate… run run run.  We get there, and we find out that to get to our plane, we need to take a bus… so we really did not need to run, cause it took another 20 mins after boarding time.  

After this ordeal I found out that flying isn’t as FUN as I thought…

Then, because I couldn’t charge my mom’s laptop for too long, the laptop had only like… 2 hrs of battery life left.  And the next flight from England to Greece is about 5 hrs or so.  Arite, mebe some inflight entertainment will be useful.   And on this flight, the movie with will ferrel – Kicking and Screaming was playing… so alright ill see this movie, mebe it will be good.   It turned out quite good, and I thought it was entertaining, but its more of a mom dad and 14 yr old movie, and me being with my mom, my dad, and me being 16, I think its fair for me to say it was ‘fine.’  Then with about 3 hrs remaining on our flight to Greece, I wonder. What the FUGG shall I do with my time.  Start on my summer work, my 4 books of MASSIVE reading that needs to be done, or see the dvd of Queen, live ant Wembly.  Hogai, I think that one won, and I then went ahead and started the movie with my dad and i.  That was one rad concert I must say, and it was very pleasing and very time passing.  Wooo the concert is nearing its end, it is after the 20 mins or so of encore, and we get to WEEe ARE THE CHAMPIONs!  O snap this is a great finishing song to a very fantastic video.  WARNING, CUIDADO, ACHTUNG Beep 5 minutes remaining on laptop battery! AAAAAHHH FUNXXXXX  were watching this last song in massive anticipation cause we want to see the WHOLE dvd, not just part of the end, and finish the end later.   So its about 2 mins into the song, and its like WEEE ARE THE CHAMPIONS …… OF THE WOOOOORRRLLLDDDD badum badum chhchhhc hhh end of the song solo, for about 20 seconds. BEOWWWW, sleep mode, eff you sucka!  - OFF -     I look at my dad, and we scream SHIT ASS SUNABITCH DIE DIE WODOLODOLODOLO! Eff…  so we put the laptop away and have a chutzpa, and shvits while putzing for the next hour or so.  PSSH fuck this game, YOU WIN!

GREECE MOTAFUGA:   OOO SNAAP we have FINALY FREAKING arrived at our destination, in Athens, Greece.  The mofuggin capital of mofuggin Greece.  Time: 5:30 pm…  hmmm that’s a little interesting, we still have the rest of the night, but I remember.  Ive been up since 10 am, TEN AYE EMM…  which is roughly 8pm in Greece, the previous day.  Ive been up for just about 24 hours when it turns 8pm.  Oh snap, I figure ive gone this far, I might as well stay up for 24 hours, plus the rest of my family arrives around 10 from Israel, so I might as well stay up.  We go ahead and wander around our hotel, at the streets and all of the little shops and all that.  We find a nice eatery, next to our hotel, with a very nice youngish woman waiter.  She spoke pretty good English, and we decide we might as well eat here… we look at  the menu, and we find out that there is a massive selection of food… we can have Pork Chops, or Pork Steak.  MMMM super kosher, but whatev, pork chops it was, and well have some water to drink mkayz?  The food was fantastic btw, and the greek salads are super delish, the tomatoes are out of the world, and the whole thing together is a fantastic flavor clash of vegetables, cheese, and olive oil.  Mm mm toasty.  And the fries, which they call “chips” were so much better than any crap here in emerrica.  It was weird, in America we get these tiny burgers, with  a super uberfasmic size of drink and fries.  In Europe you get a massive 17 fry count, and a 1.5 L bottle of water split between 3 people.  Im like eff, Im pretty hungry, but you take a second look and WHABAM theres like a whole effing pig, sitting on my plate.  Little on the sides, small on the fries, not exactly enough water, but a SHITLOAD of fucking pork chops….  Alright im not gonna complain.  And those were some of the best tasting pork chops.  Mm mm toasty.   By the time were ready to sleep, cause our family finaly arrives, we decide to walk around to the Acropolous, which is about 10 mins walking distance from our hotel.  So hogai, ill just stay up a little bit longer than I expected, mebe break the 14 hr shiz.  It turns out that Greece begins the night at around 11, and that’s around when you eat dinner.  So okay, we need to adjust just a little bit, mebe start having lunches and everything at different times, so that we can have our dinners around 11 every night.  By the time were back to our hotels, and ready to sleep, it was 12… fantastic, ive been up for… 28 hours, this is wonderful, but i remembered im tired.  I went to sleep.

Next Day:  Okay, it is the morning, now, I could outline this whole trip for you in just about 12 hours, READING time, this is too long for me to type.  So I will explain our whole trip in about 3 lines.  But ill come back to the important things.  To sum it all up we woke up, had breakfast, drove, had lunch, did some sight seeing, had dinner, stayed in a hotel, then went to sleep.  We then woke up, had breakfast, drove, had lunch, did some sight seeing, had dinner, stayed in a hotel, then went to sleep.  Read the last 2 lines about 4 times to total about 8 days or so, read it one more time, and I am on my way to Santorini!   But I will elaborate on the 8 days, in just a sec. I now make my way to get my laundry taken care of, because its 2 oclock, and that’s when our laundry will be finished…. I shall continue when I can.

Chapter 1: The Odyssey

Character list: Womens – The mothers of the Klein Family
                       Hitos – The brave and adventurous males of the Klein Family
                       O-dysseus – Oren, the hero
                       Danny – Oren’s Father
                       Yaron -  Oren’s cousin
                       Uri – Oren’s Uncle

                       Klein Family – The fusion of both the Womens, and the Hitos

I guess, the whole trip truly starts on Friday the 5^th of August, where the Hitos begin their trek towards Mt. Olympus.  On the way to Olympus the Klein Family stopped first at a town near the area of Meteora, called Itea.  In this town they stayed at a hotel where there was an internet café just a couple minute away, within walking distance.  So for all those who were online the night where it was “rainy and cold,” this is where O-dysseus was, Itea. 

O-dysseus speaks: From the first day we arrived in Greece, it was incroyable hot in hurr, it was like, nearly unbearable.  A few days before we decide to climb the mountain, the lovely Greek goddess of rain, Rainiora, decides to cry her ass off and rain like a mofo.  Then Zeus, in anger that we the Hitos cannot climb his fantasmic mountain, decides to hurl his white sticks through the sky.  These sticks, however, were quite magnificent, and I think Zeus doesn’t realize the beauty of his anger-sticks.  Maybe he thinks we are afraid of it, but in reality, we thank all those who make his life a living hell, Amen.   Anyways, on with the story, the hotness of Greece was swept away into the gutters of Itea, as the rain from the goddess poured like tears with every insult thrown at her chunky face.  This caused turmoil amongst the group of travelers, on their epical odyssey to Zeus’ thrown.  How can the Odyssey continue, with such horrible disasters such as the plague of Rain, “Geshem?”  This made the lovely womens afraid of the epic trip up the mountain. 

“What dost thou doest hath thy rain plummeth thy mouintain o’ Zeus?”  inquires the womens.  “Why, thy Hitos shalns’t be afeard of thy obstacles before them” replies the magnificent O-dysseus.  “The Hitos stand before any obstacly that hath been heaved upon us, we are the Hitos, and doth NOT we stop our trek.”  He was right, the obstacles before him were none to be afraid of, as the trip up Olympus is a once in a lifetime opportunity for the group of Hitos.  Our Hero is on the right path my friends, the climax is soon to arrive!  As the group of Hitos sleep, Rainiora gets a pick-me-up with her glass of Ouzo, Greek licorice liquor, and Zeus halts his anger-stick-a-hurlage, for he sees the future of the Hitos coming his way.  In the night, Zeus prepares the track upwards to his palace at 2917 meters high, and here he makes way for the Hitos, as they will begin the trek upwards at approximately 18:45, or for you American folks, 0645 in the PM.  Once the travelers awake from their slumber, thy day is ahead of them.  They awake at approximately 0800 hours, and begin their tour of Meteora.  This beautiful city of giant cliffs is located in mid-Greece, about 190 km away from Olympus.  Here the group of adventurers climb up the cliffs, where on top of the cliffs are monasteries.  O-dysseus finds the trip quite a disappointment, because he thought the cliffs were unclimbable.  To his dismay there are staircases that lead up to the monasteries, however contrary to his belief, the trip was a success, and the hero of the story becomes one step closer to the Zeus, ayah.  On the semi-long drive to Olympus, the Hitos prepare for the 2 day hike to the top of the mountain.  At 2917 meters, there is no more mountain left to climb, and this is the highest point on the whole world of ancient Greece, this gives the extremely masculine Hitos a sight to look forward to.  However they had no idea the challenge that is ahead of them.  The climb begins with a drive to the starting point, the drive begins at the town of Litochoro, on Saturday the 6^th.  The Hitos arrive at their destination, and begin their hike upward, towards the refuge located at 2100 meters, which is roughly 817 meters below the highest point of all of Greece.  Before the mens shall climb upward, they need to find a place for the womens to sleep the night.  So on we go to find a hotel.  Wham, we find a perfect hotel, and decide to put all of the suitcases for all 6 of us, in the room, and go out to have a quick bite to eat.  The Hitos come back to the hotel, and decide to pack up their utility belts, which will be swung over their backs, in a baggage they named a Back Pack, revolutionary I know.  Just as they begin to pack their goods, some old crazy fool comes into our hotel room, and starts to tell us to get the chell out of chere…  whadafug, we just got a hotel room and now some old dude is telling us to leave.  We motion at the old man to beat it, we only have a few mins to pack, and were out of here.  Please leave us be, and let us be on our way… fool.  But the old man is persistant, and he only speaks Greekanese.  We decide to get someone to translate for us, and we find out that this old crazy fool is the owner of the building, and he gets nervous when a lot of people are in a hotel room, which is only suitable to bed 2 people.  So were like, look, were climbing this mountain… up there, you know the little hilltop named Olympus?  You know, the home of ZEUS!  And hes like, ehh? Ehh whaa?  Ehh bibble bibble.  Pshh… he has the nerve to bibble at us, how dare his old ass.   Man I was pissed, so as homeless as we all were, we decided to find another hotel.  We wanted to begin our trek upward at 5pm so that the 3 hour climb to the refuge would come before night time comes.  But to our disappointment, the whole ordeal with the old man leaves ups with no time but to start our trek at 6:45, a mothafuggin shame.  As late as we was, we decide, we must skidaddle, and get the chell out of there.  So we start hiking up, and whabam, the horrible plage nuber 12 hits… the plague of tiredation-ation.  But we need to climb to the top we says, we NEEED TO CLIMB TO THE TOP WE SAYS, and before we know it!! we are not there…  shat…  its also becoming dark, and at the time we began, it was pretty much stupid to start climbing so late.  Eff, so we decide, we must go on, we are the Hitos, nothing can stand in our way, and WHABAM, effing darkness falls.  The 13^th plague hath placed itself upon us.  Damn them all TO HELL, DAAMN THEM.  But look, Zeus comes to our rescue, and makes my father remember he has a flashlight in his backpack, O THANK THY LORD, but that’s not all folks.  Zeus and his little, minor, insignificant GODS send down a largely massive, small dog to help us up the hill… “We shall name him… Stavros, and LET THERE BE LIGHT!” cries Dan.  Whabam we make it up the climb of the mountain, and to the refuge.  Awesome.  Oh no the Hitos cannot stop their night here!  THEY MUST GO ON.  They arrive at the refuge at 9:59…  “Good job fellas, good timing as well, we close at 10!  WooOOOp.”  Proclaims the refuge woman person who owns it.  Yar.  O snap at the NICK OF TIME we reach the refuge.  AMEN my brothers, the Hitos shall sleep, for theyest have another climb to the top of the mountain ahead of them…  they will begin the next trek upwards at 0600 am, sleep well my heroes, thy trip is not over! 

Chapter 2: Zeus

As our friends climb to the top of Mt. Olympus, they reach a peak known as Skala, 2900 meters high.  From here the magical view of Mythikos 2917 m is one to remember.  Here is where the group of Hitos begin their contemplation of whether or not Mythikos is plausible.  “Thy mountain over hither is quite verticulus,” says O-dysseus, “how shal we climb such a treacherous path?” “O-dysseus, thy path before us is not one to be afeard of… don’t thy worry about thy path ahead, worry about thy path after such a Zeusicialus climb!” exclaims Yaron. 

So we climbed it and it was awesome…  btw im really tired of typing, ill explain the magical stories in person, but basically this trip was awesome.

THE END

Or is it???