In 15 minutes I will be 23. My Israeli friends have already started celebrating (of course by that I mean posting "happy birthday" on my facebook wall). It seems almost surreal that I have made it to this point.
Turning 22 I was in a bit of a funk. 21 was pretty epic and I knew I would be graduating and making aliyah at 23. 22 seemed a bit anti-climactic. Yet I have made it through 22, it was quite good actually, and have finally reached the year I have been waiting for.
Once the clock strikes 12 no more messing around. I have to get the final bits and pieces together for Nefesh B'Nefesh and I have to get my grad school apps in.
And York, for my birthday all I ask is you end this strike and let me graduate!
Now for a weird story. I have been emailing back and forth with someone who works for the department of communications at Ben Gurion. In her first email to me she referred to me as Narmina. I get Marina a lot but never Narmina. Then in her next email to me she sends me the contact info of a student in the program names Narmina. No, there is no point to this story. It was just strange.
Happy birthday to me!!!!!!!!!
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