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Kiuru, Anna (2015)
Lahden ammattikorkeakoulu
2015
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https://urn.fi/URN:NBN:fi:amk-2015052911403
https://urn.fi/URN:NBN:fi:amk-2015052911403
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When I was in Jerusalem for the fist time, I experienced lots of things. Things that many people won't experience at all during their lifetime. Maybe. And I was there for five months.
I spent most of my time in Jerusalem, only because I was studying there. I hated almost every moment. Always when I left the place, I felt so much happier.
This is what happened...
I was homeless for three and a half months. I had no money for a month (actually I had money but bank of Israel didn't want to cooperate with me). I got free food (positive sides of being homeless). I had a crush on a gay guy thinking that he will be my future husband. I was asked to have sex for money, and for free too. I was asked to get married, and promised to have 100 camels and one car. I was yelled at for wearing wrong kinda clothes. I was ignored just because I'm a woman. I got tired of being a woman. I had some tricky situations with the police and young soldiers. I got teargas in my eyes. Got a "job" as a DJ. Saved human lives. Got an F from a test. Saw a place where jesus was buried (all three of them). Met a person who thought that he was jesus (Jerusalem syndrome). Had many mental breakdowns, and cried almost every day. I got dumped and I fell in love. I had the most beautiful/painful night. I heard many crazy and interesting stories. AND I bought blue lipstick.
After five months, I'm back in Jerusalem.
I went back to do my final project, this project. Or at least that is what I was telling to myself. I had to go that far to realize that it wasn't true. I was there for two and a half months.
Nothing really changed, except that this time I didn't want to leave the city. I fell in love with Jerusalem.
Also this happened...
My heart got broken after three days of entering the country. I fell in love with another gay guy. I got bitten by a crazy dog. I was sick for over a month. I continued my "job" as a DJ. Got a new job as a Zumba teacher. Turned 25, and spent the new year there. I almost got raped. Experienced Jerusalem snow storm. Met religious gay guy, and fell in love with him too. Moved five times. Was asked to have toilet sex and I didn't learn Hebrew or Arabic.
I spent most of my time in Jerusalem, only because I was studying there. I hated almost every moment. Always when I left the place, I felt so much happier.
This is what happened...
I was homeless for three and a half months. I had no money for a month (actually I had money but bank of Israel didn't want to cooperate with me). I got free food (positive sides of being homeless). I had a crush on a gay guy thinking that he will be my future husband. I was asked to have sex for money, and for free too. I was asked to get married, and promised to have 100 camels and one car. I was yelled at for wearing wrong kinda clothes. I was ignored just because I'm a woman. I got tired of being a woman. I had some tricky situations with the police and young soldiers. I got teargas in my eyes. Got a "job" as a DJ. Saved human lives. Got an F from a test. Saw a place where jesus was buried (all three of them). Met a person who thought that he was jesus (Jerusalem syndrome). Had many mental breakdowns, and cried almost every day. I got dumped and I fell in love. I had the most beautiful/painful night. I heard many crazy and interesting stories. AND I bought blue lipstick.
After five months, I'm back in Jerusalem.
I went back to do my final project, this project. Or at least that is what I was telling to myself. I had to go that far to realize that it wasn't true. I was there for two and a half months.
Nothing really changed, except that this time I didn't want to leave the city. I fell in love with Jerusalem.
Also this happened...
My heart got broken after three days of entering the country. I fell in love with another gay guy. I got bitten by a crazy dog. I was sick for over a month. I continued my "job" as a DJ. Got a new job as a Zumba teacher. Turned 25, and spent the new year there. I almost got raped. Experienced Jerusalem snow storm. Met religious gay guy, and fell in love with him too. Moved five times. Was asked to have toilet sex and I didn't learn Hebrew or Arabic.