Okay, I'm seriously convinced that my parents think I'm nuts. The tone they're using when they talk to me suggests that they think that at any given moment I'm just going to off myself. I've only gotten this tone three times in my whole life. This is the time in my life if (if I were at home) I wouldn't have to do any chores. Aw, too bad I don't live at home anymore...
GETTING EXCITED FOR MY ALIYAH APPOINTMENT ON MONDAY!!! (And I'm even more excited about this than I was about my Misrad Hapnim appointments because at the Jewish Agency offices in the US there's a lot less of a language barrier. I mean, here all I have to worry about is if the Chicago office lady uses the word "pop" instead of "soda," whereas in Jerusalem it's a completely different language--like, they don't even have a word for "is." And in the US I'm not going to accidentally wait in line for a marriage recognition certificate like I did in Jerusalem.....)
P.S. Oh my gawd, my yiddish professor needs to learn how to shut the fuck up and end class on time. She's a really nice lady, but I'm one of those people that NEEDS to get out of class on time, otherwise I start shaking with anger when you keep talking and it's 5.08 pm and I had somewhere to be 8 minutes ago. Like, so angry that I can't hear what you're saying and I can't sit still and I start to panic. With anger. Yes, I panic with anger, so angry that I start to panic. I'm sure you're thinking, "How the hell do you manage that?" But I assure you, I manage this without a problem. I am able to get so angry that I panic, no problem whatsoever. If anyone's reading this, maybe they can do me a favor and diagnose me with a psychological problem, because I get the feeling that people don't normally get so worked up over being made late to something else because their professor keeps talking.
My logic TA does it too, but usually I am not in a rush to get somewhere after logic discussion and if I am then I feel comfortable just getting up and leaving when I have to because the discussion section is moderately sized. But I'm in a class of 5 people for Yiddish, so if I got up......"SIME?!?!?! VOOHIN GAYSTU??!?!?" ("Sime, where are you going?" or, given the tone she would use should I get up while she's talking, it'd probably be more accurately translated as, "Bitch, where you think you're going?")
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