I missed my flight. Yes, 10 minutes really does make a difference. Yes, it was all my fault, no matter how many times people try to reassure me that it wasn't. No, I didn't wake up late, I never went to sleep.
Lets put it this way: 24 hours, 2 flights, 3 airports, 200$, and lots and lots of prayers later, here I am in Los Angles, California. The city of angels. Yes, it was a day of miracles for me. It seemed like G-d REALLY didn't want me to get here, and I never prayed so hard in my life as I did my mincha on Thusday, in an airport lounge. But He heard me, and had lots of pity for me. So I made it.
Camp starts on Monday. Theres still a lot of preparation going into it. I'm nervous, stressed out, unsure, tired, and so many other things.
But I'm also determined, excited, enthusiastic, ready, and willing. I know it will work out. It has to.
Wish me luck
I'm sure you'll do a great job.
ReplyDeletejust btw i'm being head counselors. and thanks for ur vote of confidence.
ReplyDeleteWe're rooting for you, gal!
ReplyDeletethank you!! ill need all the pep i can get.
ReplyDeleteg'luck...and enjoy
ReplyDelete1st day...going well...breath...not over yet...shouldnt be online...more later.
ReplyDeletethank you ppl! u are the best!
Yahoo!
ReplyDeletelol. k, 1st day done. yay!
ReplyDeletee, thats a website.
Before it was a website, it was an exclamation.
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