Last night marked the first official goodbye party for myself and Matt (my co-aliyah-er). Truth be told it didn't feel much like a goodbye party. I mean the two of us aren't leaving for a month, neither of us are remotely ready to go or have any clue what we will be doing or where we will be living when we get there. That being said a BBQ is a BBQ and I never say no to grilled meat.
Of course there was a reason for doing this so early, one of our friends is leaving to Israel next week and didn't want to miss out on any of the partying (she is making us another party when we get there as well). Seriously though, who can blame her, a boat is a boat but a party, that can be anything.
At said party I started to tell my friends about my things I will miss listed. They were amused to discover that not only was processed cheese on the list, but that it came before they did.
31 days until I am homeless...
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