Two people that can make me lose my breath when I hear them sing: Clay Aiken and Maria Callas (an Opera singer). I'm a mezzo-soprano and most of the time you'll find me playing with my high notes, even when I yawn ;-) I like to sing anything from R&B to opera. I'm a sucker for heartbreaking melodies. My wish is to make people cry tears for joy when they hear me sing....Hope it will happen in this lifetime. Have never written a song (ok, maybe just one). My mom used to say to me that I sound like i strangle cats when I sing, but took her words back when she heard me sing "Cancao do Mar" by Dulce Pontes in the original language - Portuguese.

Here are some more facts about me:

* My name is Michal. It's pronounced "mee-kahl", not "my-kell". The meaning of my name in the English language would be "Brooke".

* Born and raised in Israel. still there, hopefully not for long.

* I speak three languages: Hebrew, Russian and English.

* I believe that Sarah Brightman and Kate Bush are goddesses.

* My dream is to record a duet with Clay Aiken.

* The love of my life is Daniel, who's been with me for as long as i can remember my adult self.

* I have a very fluffy dog named Poosh.

* I use my own language when i talk to my dog. A very silly and high pitched language.

* I love to talk to people and amuse them.

* I'm a student.

* I also work.

* I'm good with computers. Actually...I'm a trained technician.

* I love most of the diva's out there (Whitney, Mariah...)

* I love British T.V. - I Adore programs about decorating and rebuilding houses, especially on the BBC PRIME channel.

* I really REALLY want at least two flamboyant gay boys to be my best friends. I love the way they think and act. I just love their drama. I think I would get along with them better than with any female friend.

* I love art, music and movies.

* Sometimes I can stare for hours at the E channel.

* I'm allergic to Leonardo DiCaprio.

* My favorite food is fruit.

* I love Jewelry, though i don't wear any on me.

* My fovorite perfume is "Eau des 4 Reines" by "L'occitane". It means "Water of the 4 Queens", refering to the four roses this perfume is made of.

Disarm you with a smile, And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child Inside of me and such a part of you.
Ooh, the years burn !

I used to be a little girl, So old in my shoes, And what I choose is my choice.
Whats a girl supposed to do? The killer in me is the killer in you My love...I send this smile over to you !

Disarm you with a smile, And leave you like they left me here To wither in denial. The bitterness of one whos left alone.... Ooh, the years burn!!! Ooh, the years burn!!! burn!!! burn!!!

I used to be a little girl, So old in my shoes, And what I choose is my voice. Whats a girl supposed to do? The killer in me is the killer in you My love...I send this smile over to you!

How do I get through this week?

6 am. Sitting here in the dark in front of my windscreen 19" screen, drinking my coffee and eating my yogurt with granola and fruit and 10 billion good bacteria (how can there be a good bacteria - I don't know, and 10 billion of them does not sound good anyways but I trust scientist. I have to).

I took a week off my job to study for my final pre-academic exams.

My week starts now.

I don't know if any of you American / British / Internationals know that here in Israel we start our week on Sundays, not Mondays.

So now I have to read and analyze Israeli politics. I hate politics.

Well I guess it's all for a good cause… I get to go to the University and one of the really good ones so what am I complaining about?

I have no idea what I'm going to study but I know it will be around the Social sciences area. I love criminology and psychology. I still have a lot of stuff to figure out so wish me luck ;)

I hope I'll be wearing a smile like this when I'll be going to my classes...

Michal

(Me again, not looking at you this time)

It's hard to focus on writing my blog while my two men are here snoring in the room. Hey! Don't think that! I'm not That kinda girl… It's Daniel (My man) and Poosh (My dog).
Daniel is snoring in baritone and Poosh is snoring in tenor. Maybe I should add my vocals so at least it will sound like real music.

I've been trying to study this blog and the people who share their feeling, thought and experiences. I find that there are not enough people writing and that's a shame. Same names seem to pop up all the time, including mine.

I still haven't figured out what's wrong with my HTML codes. I just can't seem to embed music or videos. I know some of you have succeeded, so I must be doing something wrong.

Well, It's has been more than 6 months and still didn't get my Fan Pack. I wonder why. Maybe it has been sent to me but got lost in the mail. When I say "lost" I mean "stolen". I think the Israeli mail and customs workers are quite suspicious. It's not the first time that a package from the U.S has lost its way to my doorstep. A year ago I bought an art print that I'm still "waiting" for. The woman I bought it from sent it twice. And to think that I gave her a piece of my mind when it failed to arrive…. Oh well. Any way – who do I have to sleep here to get my Fan pack? Huh?

Seriously – is there anyone here that can help me with that? (Update: I got help, thank you bfs...)

Michal

רקע תכלת ריבועים ורוד בורדו

Sexy Back AND front

Alright! Something's wrong. Something's fishy.
Who stole Clay and replaced him with this hip shaking man?
I'm used to the shy mama's boy. What ever happened to him?
Don't get me wrong. He's yummier now than ever, but I wasn't expecting this.
I mean: Clay? hips? Movements? Buts? (Hubba hubba hubba!)

The only word I can think of right now is "oxymoron".
(For those who are not familiar with this word, here's a short explanation from Wikipedia:"An oxymoron is a figure of speech that combines two normally contradictory terms.")


It's like a black sun, red water, blue earth and pink grass. Not logical.
But then again, when I think of it, Clay was bound to grow up someday.
No man can be a good mama's boy forever.
Clay's got to deliver. And lord have mercy on my overwhelmed pumpin' heart: He's effing the stage. He's making love to the music. He moves.

You know, he's even looks better.
I personally think that his beauty highlight was on the AI5 Finale, but here's a pic taken from Sterling Heights concert clack: his face looks kinda sorta like on AI5 finale. (Hebrew) : Shma Israel (Translated: Hear, O Israel).

When I look at this face, thinking of who he was and what became of him - I tell you right now: I could die a happy woman.






Michal

ורוד פרחים לבנים

work in progress

Elo! No Neda to leave comments at the moment.

I'm working on my blog.
But hey, I won't spank you if you will :-)
I'm mean if you really really into spanking - you can just say so and I'll whoop your behind with my magic stick (Though I'm not supposed to have one). not a problem.

SHUT UP MICHAL! S-H-U-T U-P!!!

Shalom Claydudes!

Don't Pay attention to me, I'm just playin' with my retro 70's wallpaper backgrounds.
That one i "stole" from a design i saw here (Click! Now!)

Anyway, I'm still working on this post but what i really want to do is go to sleep.

If you see Clay around, tell him to come to my 70's party later, wearing a fake pink fur coat, white-ball-squeezing-bell bottoms and 15 inch silver platform shoes and a wide red hat. If you don't want to be specific, just tell him to come over dressed like a P.I.M.P!

Oh there you are! you sneaky sneak!

Don't forget your shoes

Michal

(In case you are wondering: yes it me up there, looking at you)

Phlegm. What an annoying word.
I don't know if it's the *G* or the *PH* that annoys me, but it just sounds bizarre.
Wonder who invented that word. Probably not Ian *Flem*ing (Author of "James bond"). Who would ever want to be recognized with a slimy stuff down the throat?
Ever tried image-googling this word? I did.
I expected to find horror, just like I always do when I google some other words, but nothing interesting came out of this.

Why am I talking about phlegm? (Christ, that *g* really really is annoying)
Why am I blabbing to myself like Meredith on "Grey's Anatomy"?
The reason is because that is my major problem as an aspiring singer. I tried to work on some songs earlier but I just couldn't. I have like this huge ball in my throat that sticks to my vocal chords that just won't let them vibrate the right sound. Ever tried to sing "phantom of the opera"? no? then don't. it's too hard.

It's frustrating. I don't want to give it all up just because of it, but sometime I just lose it.
Yeah, I know that by this point you must think to yourselves: "what the *bleep" she is talking about"?

I'm talking about wishes that might not come true.

This is my goal:

Lara fabian - Je T'aime

Michal

Feedback:

Siol - Nice talking to you too :-) I have left you a comment and an explanation on your blog about the private messages. hope it was helpful.

Marlyne - Yes! i am happy and i intend to stay happy for as long as i can.I have left you a comment on your blog with a short explanation. it's not that complicated. if you'll have trouble with it, just tell me and I'll do my best to help. UPDATE: don't worry girl, I'll be here if you need.

Carolinaclay - you said it right. these clackers are my new Gods. They keep me happy and I can't thank them enough for their effort.

Claymagnet - Right beside my bed i have the Psalm book. the Hebrew one. I read it sometimes. It help me to collect my thoughts and decide what do to in a situation.

Claybear - Thanx for you nice comments! I'm so happy to know that i made a person laugh. These things make my day :-)

Aiken4claynz - Loooooved you're little fluff! you can find pics of Poosh on my blog in one of my first posts. I have left you a comment on you blog.

xMakeMeFeelItx - Honey, you area something else... people need to know about you. You were on to me like i was transparent. Something big will happen to you someday. I know it.

Facts about me:
* My name is Michal. It's pronounced "mee-kahl", not "my-kell". The meaning of my name in the English language would be "Brooke".
* Born and raised in Israel. still there, hopefully not for long.
* Love love love to Sing. my current project is learning the "Phantom of the opera" (Oh yes, I love opera too).
* I believe that Sarah Brightman and Kate Bush are goddesses.
* My dream is to record a duet with Clay.
* The love of my life is Daniel, who's been with me as long as i can remember my adult self.
* I have a very fluffy dog named Poosh.
* I use my own language when i talk to my dog. A very silly and high pitched language.
* I love to talk to people and amuse them.
* I'm a student.
* I also work.
* I only found out about Clay's existence in Jan 2007.
* I will never forgive myself for not knowing about him earlier.
* I'm good with computers. Actually...I'm a trained technician.
* I love most of the diva's out there (Whitney, Mariah...)
* I love British T.V. - I Adore programs about decorating and rebuilding houses, especially on the BBC PRIME channel.
* I really REALLY want at least two flamboyant gay boys to be my best friends. I love the way they think and act. I think I would get along with them better than with any female friend.
* I love art, music and movies.
* Sometimes I can stare for hours at the E channel.
* I'm allergic to Leonardo DiCaprio.
* My favorite food is fruit.

Gosh…. Where to start?

I'm overwhelmed by the masses of emotions that are pored out here on the blog section.

We all love clay to bits (Is that a British term or American? I'm not sure pardon my Anglais). More than 99% of us secretly want to marry Clay but will never admit it out loud (Don't lie!! I know you do! even if technically Clay could be your grandson) and or be his BBF (Best friend forever). Each of you made one friend or more thanks to Clay and the OFC, some of you fight with each other (only you and God knows what it's all about), you take the time and effort to make your blogs so fun to read and so amazingly creative. You talk about it, you chat about it, you post about it and you sing about it. The only thing I think you are not able to do is world peace, and I'm not even sure that you guys haven't got that covered already (maybe you started some process, I dunno)

What makes it all special is that a group of people that hardly know each other (like me and you all) will leave everything and stop for a minute and sometimes more, just to write a nice comment or to give your insight to those who need it the most. Could you be more cool? Na!

It just can't be. It can't. you guys must have something to do with an extra-terrestrial being that programmed you with an extra chromosome ("The Claymosome"). You're so nice! Ahhh!

If Clay only knew…. He would be so proud (but then again, maybe he knows…)

I know I'm proud. So proud I could hug each and every one of you. I mean for real.

So pay attention claydudes – in Clay's next Tour, when you see a crazy woman running after you just to get a hug – that would probably be me. Consider yourselves warned (oh, and please don't hit me, I promise I won't squeeze).

You know what, maybe I'm just having a culture shock. People here in Israel are not that nice (but that's a completely different post).

Lo-ho-ho-ho-ho-v you all

Michal

(and for the last time – it's pronounced "mee-kahl", not "my-kell")

(too many brackets! Sheeesh!)

(oh, another one would do no harm, would it? hahahaha)

(I just can't say goodbye. Don't hate)

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Feedback:

Siol - Nice talking to you too :-) I have left you a comment and an explanation on your blog about the private messages. hope it was helpful.

Marlyne - Yes! i am happy and i intend to stay happy for as long as i can.I have left you a comment on your blog with a short explanation. it's not that complicated. if you'll have trouble with it, just tell me and I'll do my best to help.

Crolinaclay - you said it right. these clackers are my new Gods. They keep me happy and I can't thank them enough for their effort.

Gosh…. Where to start?

I'm overwhelmed by the masses of emotions that are pored out here on the blog section.

We all love clay to bits (Is that a British term or American? I'm not sure pardon my Anglais). More than 99% of us secretly want to marry Clay but will never admit it out loud (Don't lie!! I know you do! even if technically Clay could be your grandson) and or be his BBF (Best friend forever). Each of you made one friend or more thanks to Clay and the OFC, some of you fight with each other (only you and God knows what it's all about), you take the time and effort to make your blogs so fun to read and so amazingly creative. You talk about it, you chat about it, you post about it and you sing about it. The only thing I think you are not able to do is world peace, and I'm not even sure that you guys haven't got that covered already (maybe you started some process, I dunno)

What makes it all special is that a group of people that hardly know each other (like me and you all) will leave everything and stop for a minute and sometimes more, just to write a nice comment or to give your insight to those who need it the most. Could you be more cool? Na!

It just can't be. It can't. you guys must have something to do with an extra-terrestrial being that programmed you with an extra chromosome ("The Claymosome"). You're so nice! Ahhh!

If Clay only knew…. He would be so proud (but then again, maybe he knows…)

I know I'm proud. So proud I could hug each and every one of you. I mean for real.

So pay attention claydudes – in Clay's next Tour, when you see a crazy woman running after you just to get a hug – that would probably be me. Consider yourselves warned (oh, and please don't hit me, I promise I won't squeeze).

You know what, maybe I'm just having a culture shock. People here in Israel are not that nice (but that's a completely different post).

Lo-ho-ho-ho-ho-v you all

Michal

(and for the last time – it's pronounced "mee-kahl", not "my-kell")

(too many brackets! Sheeesh!)

(oh, another one would do no harm, would it? hahahaha)

(I just can't say goodbye. Don't hate)

When you spit into the well you're drinking from
When one day you decide to tell all
When in one moment of anger you let your mouth run wild...
You end up ALONE.
Your loss is my gain.
I gained myself and the time to focus on ME.
I have spent too much time to entertain you.
It's MY TIME now, and the one thing i have to thank you for is for opening my eyes so wide that my eyeballs nearly fell off.

Talk about a life-changing Experience...Wow...that will be a long lasting lesson for me.
So long and farewell!
You're NEVER gonna see me again!

Michal

(Sorry Clay fans, I had to let it out. I recently chose to banish a friend out of my life, that's what it's all about).

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Feedback:

Marlyne - Thank you honey. I was just blowing off some steam. So much anger I had to release.

Daffodildem - A friend that i had for 12 years has decided to kick me when i was down. That's a long story but that is the essence of things. Thank god for my man Daniel and Clay for keeping me strong. GOD bless them!

DanishClayFan - thank you for stopping by. Are you still in the US? Please don't worry. I'm okay now. The crying is over and done with and now I'm back on my feet. Starting my life again, only better. Praying for you darlin'.

Claymagnet - wow to you too :-) ! How are ya? I left you a comment on your blog with a bit of advice there. Hope i was helpful.

krissxoxo - I guess everyone has their share of false friendship...thanx for the sympathy, i appreciate it.

Runtome - Oh boy...I'm sorry to hear about your experience. I want you to be strong and to decide that enough is enough. Care for yourself and no other person. Release the pain by writing and talking about it. It helps tremendously and that's what i do. Leave the past in the past and discover yourself and what you like and explore it. My anger became contempt. As Mr. T used to say on "The A-Team": "I pity the fool". This is what i feel about my former friend and this is what i encourage you to think. You blow my mind with these huge Clay pics. Mama Mia...

Claybear - I have sent you an email and commented on your blog (you have so much fun! yey!). Thank you for your offer to help. Taking the time to check on me and listening to my story is more than enough. I feel better now. You guys are the best. Clay is so lucky to have you as his followers (kiss).

Bornperformer2 - baby, you are gorgeous! i left you a comment on your blog with some of my thoughts about what you said.

Feedback:

Marlyne - Thank you honey. I was just blowing off some steam. So much anger I had to release.

Daffodildem - A friend that i had for 12 years has decided to kick me when i was down. That's a long story but that is the essence of things. Thank god for my man Daniel and Clay for keeping me strong. GOD bless them!

DanishClayFan - thank you for stopping by. Are you still in the US? Please don't worry. I'm okay now. The crying is over and done with and now I'm back on my feet. Starting my life again, only better. Praying for you darlin'.

Claymagnet - wow to you too :-) ! How are ya? I left you a comment on your blog with a bit of advice there. Hope i was helpful.

krissxoxo - I guess everyone has their share of false friendship...thanx for the sympathy, i appreciate it.

Runtome - Oh boy...I'm sorry to hear about your experience. I want you to be strong and to decide that enough is enough. Care for yourself and no other person. Release the pain by writing and talking about it. It helps tremendously and that's what i do. Leave the past in the past and discover yourself and what you like and explore it. My anger became contempt. As Mr. T used to say on "The A-Team": "I pity the fool". This is what i feel about my former friend and this is what i encourage you to think. You blow my mind with these huge Clay pics. Mama Mia...

Claybear - I have sent you an email and commented on your blog (you have so much fun! yey!). Thank you for your offer to help. Taking the time to check on me and listening to my story is more than enough. I feel better now. You guys are the best. Clay is so lucky to have you as his followers (kiss).

Bornperformer2 - baby, you are gorgeous! i left you a comment on your blog with some of my thoughts about what you said.

Feedback:

Marlyne - Thank you honey. I was just blowing off some steam. So much anger I had to release.

Daffodildem - A friend that i had for 12 years has decided to kick me when i was down. That's a long story but that is the essence of things. Thank god for my man Daniel and Clay for keeping me strong. GOD bless them!

DanishClayFan - thank you for stopping by. Are you still in the US? Please don't worry. I'm okay now. The crying is over and done with and now I'm back on my feet. Starting my life again, only better.

Claymagnet - wow to you too :-) ! How are ya?

krissxoxo - I guess everyone has their share of false friendship...thanx for the sympathy, i appreciate it.

Runtome - Oh boy...I'm sorry to hear about your experience. I want you to be strong and to decide that enough is enough. Care for yourself and no other person. Release the pain by writing and talking about it. It helps tremendously and that's what i do. Leave the past in the past and discover yourself and what you like and explore it. My anger became contempt. As Mr. T used to say on "The A-Team": "I pity the fool". This is what i feel about my former friend and this is what i encourage you to think.

Claybear - I have sent you an email and commented on your blog (you have so much fun! yey!)

Sometimes in your life you come to a point where you have to stop and evaluate yourself and what you want. No, I'm not gonna bore you with my life story now, I just want to talk about how music helps you make a decision.
When you appreciate music like I do and you are a spiritual person, everything for you is like a sign. It's like when you get inside your car and start it, the first song on the radio has this line in it that you feel like "yeah, this is what I feel now" of "that's my goal".
Can you name a song that changed you life?

"Information is not knowledge

Knowledge is not Wisdom

Wisdom is not truth

Truth is not beauty

Beauty is not love

Love is not music

Music is THE BEST"

(Frank Zappa)

I know.

I understand.

I care.

Your sacrifice is so noble.

Please don't do it.

Not for me.

I'm unworthy.

BE WELL