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theyellowhobbitRoomatics [room + politics] suck. Especially with Penn's Jewish community. I love my Jews, but there is so much unpredictability, and sometimes even back stabbing with rooms in High Rise North.
So there was some girl in Israel who Yael had been "set up with" to be the 3rd roommate in 309. Somehow this was overlooked because Andrea didn't realize how certain this was or something.
She called me during Sunday Night Learning [SNL] and I started to cry. Fortunately, Livia was my chevruta [person I studied with] so I didn't have to deal with having to talk to a complete stranger or break off my chevruta or something. I suppose there is some good in all this.
Also, everything with Josh is better. I am eternally grateful to have friends like Josh, Ariela and Ari. And Livia, Simone and there are others as well, though I don't see them as much. I feel like everyone here has been so nice to me, and sometimes I take people for granted, but a few years ago I would have never thought I could cry in the girls' room in front of an Orthodox girl, or even that I'd have any religiously observant close friends. I love you all.
Knowing that I can go into High Rise North and someone will always feed me. Or that I could sleep on a random couch and not have to walk back to Hill. Everyone here is so open.
And after the emotional fiasco with all of us, we will be better friends.
Josh had to remind me of all this, and quote from Brighton Beach and then Deuteronomy, the part that I read for Yom Kippur, ironically enough. And I can still do it.
So yes, I am feeling better once again. I am hopeful.
So there was some girl in Israel who Yael had been "set up with" to be the 3rd roommate in 309. Somehow this was overlooked because Andrea didn't realize how certain this was or something.
She called me during Sunday Night Learning [SNL] and I started to cry. Fortunately, Livia was my chevruta [person I studied with] so I didn't have to deal with having to talk to a complete stranger or break off my chevruta or something. I suppose there is some good in all this.
Also, everything with Josh is better. I am eternally grateful to have friends like Josh, Ariela and Ari. And Livia, Simone and there are others as well, though I don't see them as much. I feel like everyone here has been so nice to me, and sometimes I take people for granted, but a few years ago I would have never thought I could cry in the girls' room in front of an Orthodox girl, or even that I'd have any religiously observant close friends. I love you all.
Knowing that I can go into High Rise North and someone will always feed me. Or that I could sleep on a random couch and not have to walk back to Hill. Everyone here is so open.
And after the emotional fiasco with all of us, we will be better friends.
Josh had to remind me of all this, and quote from Brighton Beach and then Deuteronomy, the part that I read for Yom Kippur, ironically enough. And I can still do it.
So yes, I am feeling better once again. I am hopeful.
