Whoosh! This is it. After counting down for over six hundred apprehensive days (not exaggerating), the day has arrived and I have no idea what to do. As mommy repeatedly and continuously calls up to me that my Rocky Mountain Toast is ready, I look around my room for the last time in 2011. Two months ago from today was Rosh Hashana. I will not be returning back here for that same amount of time. Rosh Hashana feels like so long ago! It's 9:27 am; If I was at school right now, I would be struggling through an hour and a half long Latin class. It's crazy that I won't be walking through those nasty, gargantuan Spranggs doors for two months. Well, I think mommy's about to eat my Rocky Mountain Toast so I better head off... to Israel! Wish me luck on making friends, hopefully I do not need it though.
with love :)
