When in Rome... I mean, TV studio class...

Amongst very boring theoretical classes, we have our great TV studio class. In which we learn how to be directors and use all the equipments. During the first weeks we learned about making simple scripted shows. Now we just started working with Talk Shows... and that's where my story comes from... Ok, last tuesday morning... Class at 8:30... I overslept and got there a little after 9. I get into the studio and the teacher turns to me and says: You, you are going to be one of the guests of the show... I put my stuff down and sit on a chair under the spotlight... R. (who asks to remain unamed) was going to be the host and Debrah (from South Africa) was the other guest. The teacher told us, that we were supposed to talk about our lives, school... stuff like that... But, come ooooon... it was too early, and we were TOO sleepy... So, we decided to have some fun and be ourselves but with outrageous stories... In one of the me and Debrah were girlfriends, the other she was a transsexual hooker,straight out of sex change surgery and I was her Pimp, while R. was a very prejudiced german guy. *we changed stories everytime he said CUT... lol The best story, was when we decided I was going to be a bissexual porn star, Debrah a very religious christian that didn't believe in sex before marriage and R. was veeeery gay... (before it started, Robert turned to me and said: I am going to ask very specific questions... and I said: go ahead... dont be shy... (He soooooooooo didn't know who he was dealing with... lol) R: Good Morning. I'm R. and welcome to Random people from the streets... Today we have two very special guests. Larissa from Brazil. Hi Larissa, how are you? (He was sooooooo gay... Imagine a very flamboyant gay person with german accent... lol) L: I'm Good R. R: And Debrah from South Africa. Hi Debrah. D: Hi R. R: So Larissa, Tell us. Why did you come to Israel. L: Well, I came 5 months ago to study here and live with my dad that made alyiah 2 years ago. R: Great. So, what do you do here, beside studying? L: I... hmmm I work. R: Doing what? L: Well, My job isn't very mainstream. R: What is it? L: Well, I'm a porn star. R: wow, really? and what kind of movies do you do? L: Well, I have done a lot of group stuff, but recently I do more S&M and bondage stuff. (He wasn't expecting that answer... lol so he starts laughing histerically) R: Really? What do you mean by bondage? L: You know, like tying the guy up, using whips, high heels on the the guys back... Basically being a dominatrix. R: So, Debrah. What do you think about this? D: It's an absurd. You should not have sex before marriage. L: That's just because you haven't tried it before. D: Why are you looking at me like that? L: You are very cute. And would look great in my next movie. You can make a lot of money. D: Are you Cr... How much money? L: Oh, a girl like you... hmmmm a lot of money... You should come... I have a shooting next week and... D: You are crazy... L: Nah... you would be great.. D: really? L: Yeah... D: ok... Ill do it... (we high 5... and celebrate) R: That's all for us. See you next time. I keep wondering how was my teachers face watching this from the control room... lol.

Gay???

I have to say, i love going out in Tel Aviv. It's an amazing city. So alive, so many things to do. I am very proud to already have so many friends that I love here, it definately makes all the diference in my life and with them I have been through so much already... About two or three weeks ago (I swear, my concept of time has changed here... it is crazy) me and Helena (another brazillian here... lol... we are more then you might thought) decided we wanted to go to a gay club... I mean, It is so much fun, even though EITHER of us is gay... We love gay clubs... lol Well the first time we ended up at a gay party here was by luck and I ended up having to go to the ER (Not the series... lol) I will tell this story some other time for sure... The second time it was on purpose, we knew exactly when and where to go... So we were psyched for sure. There we went, as happy as we could be... lol We met up a friend of hers, that was so gay, that you probably could tell from space (just like the great wall of China). Nothing really interesting happened at the club... Besides we coming to the, already popular, conclusion that there are so many hot gay men out there that it is definately a waste... lol So, about 4am we left the club to go home. We had a ride with Helena's friend (the gay guy, remember?). At about 4:30 am we drop her off and I was next. Right after she leaves, the guy starts a very weird conversation, saying that he has never been with a woman, asking if I had ever been with one (no I haven't, btw)... Out of the sudden he says he needs to pee and stops at a deserted parking lot... I start to get nervous... He stops the car and simply doesn't go out. He starts saying again that he has never been with a woman and ADDS that he wants to experience it WITH ME... WTF... are you kiddng me???? I say I can't, that I have a boyfriend (cof, cof... lie... cof, cof) that i could never do that to him... He starts CRYING, saying his father hasn't talked to him in two years, and that if he "tryed" a woman, that he might like it and that his father would be ok... I tell him he can try with someone else, and he says: "If it's not with you, it won't be with nobody else..." I continue to say no, as I was totally freaked out at the moment as you can imagine... The guy was not the outgoing guy that he was earlier... he was creepy, and all I could think was that i need to go home... Finally he gives up, I ask him to leave me any where... I get a cab and go home... what a nightmare... I don't even trust gay men anymore... lol

The "Muniot"...

I have the best dad ever. He actually drives me to school everyday and picks me up afterwards. Can you believe that? He bought a car here because of me. However like I said in the previous post every story has a begining. Before the car, I got around almost exclusively by "munit" (Taxi). It was really expensive, but it gave me definatelly great stories to tell. First of all, let me just say that just by saying you are brazillian here makes people react in a very specific way, which is very interesting and I will definately address it later, on a post. Like any other country, here in Israel we can find different kinds of drivers. The talkative, the rude, the young, the old, the bad driver, the cute, the flirty/harrassing and so on. But as cab drivers categories go, there are two that are the most analyzed; The talkative and the flirty one. Mainly because they result in the best stories... lol. I have a few of them... I am going to summarizing the talkative type in one story, because almost all of them are very similar, which comes to some questions that keep popping in my head, like: Is 24 years old, too old? Do I really look like I could be married to my father? and mostly... WHYYYYYYYYY? Ok, a regular cab ride turns to a nightmare when the guy starts asking about me (in hebrew; which, for that level of conversation, I usually can handle). CB: you live here? L: Yeah, I made alyiah CB: congratulations L: thanks CB: how long ago? L: five months CB: nice. So, you are "ola chadasha"?. L: yeah CB: welcome L: thanks CB: where do you live? L: in Te Aviv CB: Are you married? L: No (shocked face) CB: Why not? L: I don't want to now CB: why now? L: I'm young CB: how old are you? L: 24 CB: you are too old, you should get married... and goes with the guy(s) trying to convince me to get married... (it happened more than 10 times people....) Oh, and if I'm with my dad... they always think he is my husband and dont believe when we say he is my dad.... Damn!!!!!!! lol The flirty and sometimes harrassing type is more complicated and I want to tell you guys a story... There I was leaving a club at 4am... what? it was early... lol I usually leave at 6am... any who... lol I went out and got a cab... again with the talking and all (this is actually a talkative+flirty/harrassing cab driver story... lol) when we get to my house the guy turns to me and says something in hebrew that I can't understand... I say: what? then he turns to me: "give me a kiss?" ARE YOU KIDDING ME???????????? LOL All I have to say, Baruch Hashem my dad got a car and taxi's are something very esporadic in my life...

Everything has to start somewhere...

Just like any story, my story has a begining... I was born in a winter day in Brazil, 24 years ago. Honestly whatever came between then and my new life here in israel is not something i plan to adress now. Don't get me wrong, I had amazing parents, and unbelivable stepdad, great friends that I will treasure forever, and I will most definately post our adventures here in time. However I decided to join the world of bloggers to share with you and the world wide web my adventures in the new world which I have recently became a part of. Israel, zionist paradise, what we all jewish kids heard about in our childhood to be "the jewish state". Every Jewish person in the world has the right to make alyiah (immigrate). And that is what I have done exactly five months ago. Yes, i decided to celebrate my first five month's anniversary by creating a blog. Am I exposing my life to people that I don't even know? Maybe, actually... Yes, most definatelly. However I find myself in need of an outlet to express my thoughts and tell my stories here in the Holy Land. Unedited and uncut, I hope you are all ready for some true stories and are openminded enough not to judge. No, don't come here expecting any sordid details. I give myself the right to ommit some things, after all, this is NOT a reality show (as if such thing REALLY exists... lol). How Israeli culture differs from the brazillian one? How Israeli men and women differ from the brazillian men and women? That and many more questions I plan to adress here, and I plan to use my own experiences to show you my findings. ps: I don't propose that all I say here is the absolute TRUTH, it is just like I perceive reality through my experiences. TO BE CONTINUED...