L’shana Tovah to all my Jewish friend.

I have food poisoning. Christy and I ate some sketchy burgers from Taylor and now we’re payin for it. I drank some gingerale and I will be fine. I had already decided I’m not going to church tomorrow, so I will get to sleep in.

It’s official: I am living off campus next year. With Danielle. I’m so excited. I fell in love with the most amazing apartment next to Brittany Ridge. Two bed/two bath, washer and dryer in unit, looks brand new, walk in closet (not that I need it), the rooms are huge (there’s room for a queen sized bed and a lot more room left over still), $295 a month per person. I showed it to Danielle. She likes it but thinks $295 is a bit much so I told her we will look at other apartments too. But any other apartment is going to run around the same price and will only have one bathroom, no washer and dryer, smaller rooms, smaller closets, and will look very lived in. I’m sure we will wind up in this apartment. Well I hope so anyway.

Nathan and I went to the JCC in Mattoon for Rosh Hashana services. It’s reform, so I wasn’t expecting much, but it’s better than nothing. The services were completely DEAD. And the few songs I knew, they changed the tune, including the Shema. There was one other girl there from Eastern who has been to services before and she and I just looked at each other. I figured out it was Nathan’s first Rosh Hashana service when I said they will probably cancel Tashlikh because of the weather and he said they will probably have it inside.

Also, I had the worst challah ever ever EVER. The rabbi is only 22. There were about 20 people there last night and 15 today. Last night the rabbi asked the few students that were there if we are all reform. I said I’m Messianic and he didn’t even bat an eye. I’m sure he has no idea what that is. After we left, Nathan said he was surprised I said I’m Messianic (even though he said the same thing, but only because I had said it) and I asked what I should have said and he told me I should have said ‘regular Jewish.’ I said I tried that last week and it didn’t work out very well.

The only psych class I actually WANT to take is Crisis Intervention, but you have to have 20 psych hours before you can take it, plus they only offer it in the spring. You only need 18 hours for a psych minor, and by the time I’m done with it, I’ll have 19 hours, so I would need to take an extra three hours just for one class, which is ridiculous, but, long story short, the woman who teaches it turns out to be Jewish and she was there and told me to come see her and she’ll let me in next semester, even though I won’t have enough hours. Awesome!

Christy was making fun of me because I said I don’t want to put a ceramic plate on the shelf above my bed (where my head is when I sleep), because if we have and earthquake while I’m asleep, the plate will fall on my head. And she was making fun of me because we’re in Illinois and we don’t get earthquakes here. Right, remember THIS? And here is the article about it, if you scroll down. Anyway, then today Trish said we’re due for a big one and they are thiniking it will be in 2008. And I was thinking, if it’s September or after, I won’t be here for it, but then I remembered California has big earthquakes, so I won’t get away from them haha. Also, we wound up not having any bad weather here this weekend. We barely even had any rain.

You Belong in Summer

Energetic, creative, and very curious about the world…

You’re not going to let anything hold you back, especially a cold day.

Whether you’re chilling out at the beach or partying all night, you live for the warm weather.

And here’s my third favorite commercial ever:


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