Finally I can sleep!

[theyellowhobbit]

After working for 2 days straight, I got my papers done. The Women And Religion one turned out really to be really good, despite some "all your base are belong to us" sentences that Ariela caught. I was too tired to correct my own grammar. But conceptwise it was brilliant. Lots of people want to see it, so I should start sending it to them. One of my subjects wants a pseudonym when I give it to OCP people, so I'll have to re-edit it.

I took a 2 hour nap before Shabbat, which was nowhere near the amount of sleep I needed to recuperate. I went to Josh's Carlbach minyan for Kaballat Shabbat, and then I went to CJC. Dinner was normal, though Stu, Peretz, and Ari got into and ice fight, and I was in the line of fire.

Then there was a hypnotist. The show was really amusing, but only 2 people out of  a really large group actually got hypnotized.

Then there were tisches and stuff, but I went back because I  was so insanely tired. I lost Joey, Ari, Josh, and Ariela,so Yosef walked me back. Apparently it was his first time in Hill.

I tried to learn a bit of my 12 line torah portion, but I was too tired.

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Knowing I wouldn't wake up on my onw, I had set my alarm for 7:30. Becky was in, so she turned it off.

I learned my portion to some degree, though when I went to read it I messed up quite a bit. Oh well.

I had an uber-quick lunch and went back to bed.

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For 7 hours.

I woke up at 8 and had first thought I had missed havdallah. Halfway through the end of Shabbat blessing I realized I hadn't, [which is good because I would have done something shabbat-breaking] and ran to Hillel. I didn't even miss any of the singing, though there wasn't as much as usual last night at shalshuddis.

After Ma'ariv [where I was davening really slowly for some reason] there was the normal havdallahness. Ariela was like "Rachel, it's our last shabbat as freshmen!" and we hugged. And I was like "Shut up...our last shabbat is over."

Our last Shabbat is over. I don't know whether to be sad or to be relieved that we're finishing our Freshman year.

I'm glad that I'm almost done with living in Hill. I'm also glad that exams are over, and my new classes should be good [though I don't know about my seminar. I may change it to Jewish Folklore, if Reuven ever sends me the info about the class.]

And in 22 days I will be on my way to Israel. I'm uber-psyched for that.

But as I think about it, I realize that now in 3 years I will be going into the real world, and for me, that's kind of a scary thought. I can't live without community, so I don't know what I will do. I'm not sure if Orthodox communities in the real world are as close-knit as Penn's is [though I'd assume they'd be at least somewhat, cause everyone has to live within walking distance from the shul]. Even if they are, I won't necessarily be making enough money to live in one. Like Lower Merion is wonderful, but it's suburbia, and a 22 year old straight out of college won't be able to afford suburbia.