"הלו?" "היי!" "מה שלומך?" "מה קורה?" "מה עניינים?" "...אז מתי תבוא?" Israelis.
Hi H,How are you? I hope your aliyah is going smooth...Yeah, I'm taking the course, I started this year. So far, I'm in love with the topic of mediation, conflict management, etc... The program at Bar Ilan itself is structured well although still new and thus, still growing... but basically they approach it the first... Continue Reading →
On the way home, 3 hours into the flight, the plane hit some kind of turbulence and started shaking. The shaking became noisy trembling that became violent rocking and after attempting to calm down the panicked woman next to me with purrs of "It's ok" and petting her back, I looked around me and noticed... Continue Reading →
Spending these last two weeks in New York has given me a newfound appreciation for English as a Second Language. Moreso, a newfound patience for people who aren't from around here but are trying hard to stay ala 'breaking their teeth' over English, a completely nonsensical language.I just want to pull them aside and put... Continue Reading →
So it's not just with friends that things are all jumbled in my time away. It's with family, extended family, close friends, distant friends, feelings, memories, dreams...I need to either let go before it becomes too much or become superwoman who can exist in two places at once.Honestly, knowing myself, it's a toss up.
One of the hardest, deepest casualties of moving away from your close friends from your hometown is the speed and harshness with which you are forced to realize how they don't feel so close to you anymore. Maybe it's something about being in the same place when you've moved away and still remember everything how... Continue Reading →
I found, what I guess is, my dream wedding dress in a magazine that a friend gave me. Then I found it again in another magazine. Then again in another.Then for fun, I walked into the largest Macy's in the world yesterday and went straight to their bridal floor (the 8th, mind you)....And there, perched... Continue Reading →
My tall Mocha coffee from Starbucks this morning was dedicated to all my Israeli friends who would kill to be in New York City right now.
I don't know if it's because today is one of those days where I have been having trouble coordinating myself for the day ahead (my jeans need washing, I'm wearing open-back suede shoes in slushy snow, I'm behind in work, my pen leaked all over my right hand and I see a potential clash with... Continue Reading →