et means pen in hebrew

According to Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland, I should begin at the beginning and stop when I get to the end. However, this isn't the beginning and I pray that it isn't the end either. Off the top of my head I can't think of any advise given when it's the middle of the thing. So, I will start here, at the middle and go back and forth in a hopefully understandable and interesting way in hopes of entertainingly explaining a situation that seems perfectly crazy (hazui) and perfectly normal.

There is a girl sitting on a bed typing onto her computer. She's wearing a purplish shirt that she has been wearing all day (h'kol yom) and (ve) her boyfriend's gym shorts. There is a red (adom) mickey mouse sweatshirt on her lap so that her Mac Book doesn't burn her lap. The air conditioning (masgam) is on and it's on the colder side, but the batteries fell out of the controller and it's not cold enough that she feels like searching for them.

On the floor next to the bed is a pile of boy's Abercrombie shirts and an Israeli soldier's uniform. In the living room (salon) there is a boy (esh), her boyfriend (chaver) sleeping on the couch.

So this is what it is now. ^^^

This is what it was then:

I saw Itzik on June 10th 2010. I was on a birthright-taglit trip, which is a free 10-day vacation gifted to Jewish adults ages 18 to 26. I was sitting in a window seat on the left side of the bus in the second to last row of the our Mayanot Birthright chartered bus.

I was having an amazing time on the trip. Within the first minutes of being in Israel I had decided I was going to life here someday...but that's a story that I'm not ready to talk about yet. Basically, I was anxious that the soldiers were joining our group. I was comfortable with the people on the trip. I wanted to experience Israel drama-free...which for me meant NO BOYS...and since I was not attracted to any of the boys on my bus, I was very content with my group, Mayanot 473.

I stood up to watch the soldier walk on to the bus. There were eight of them in total. I held my breath. One by one they walked on. Seven had walked on the bus. All seven of the soldier seems perfectly wonderful, nice, and not my type. I took a breath as the last soldier stepped on the to bus.

"Shit"

I said under my breath as I sunk into my seat.