Colin Perdapple

 Hello, family and friends. Welcome back to Hudi's mind, a scary place you never wanted to be in. But you're there. 

I'm freeeeeeeeeeee! When I say מתיר אסורים, I really mean it. I'm so happy, I could sing. Except no one wants to hear me sing, ever. Except for my dearest sister Nechama during singing lessons. I don't know why she enjoys having her ears bleed, but to each her own, I guess. 

Speaking of things I'm bad at, I was drawing some beautiful pictures the other day. I felt like the Steins needed some fridge art. The picture below showcases my talent in this area. 

Don't ask why I named him Colin Perdapple. We don't question the weirdness that is my mind. But isn't he cute? I think so, too. A masterpiece of modern art. Gonna be in the Louvre one day, and all y'all will say that you knew me when I was young and stupid. Just watch.  

In other news, I am finally moved into the dorms. Well, moved in is a bit of an overstatement. Knowing me, I probably won't unpack for at least another few weeks. Oh, well. At least my apartment mates are nice. Like super nice. And also so cute. We had a meeting about toranut and activities for our dira on Monday night, and it was adorable. 

I also started in-person classes. 

Scary Moment Time: Pretty much, you have to have a tav yarok to go to class in person, and I don't have one. He he he. People assured me that they don't check and it's all fine and blah blah blah. So I was like, okay. Let's do this and hope I don't get arrested or fined. 

It was during the first class of the day that it happened......some guy with a cool golden badge on his jacket came ambling into the room like he wasn't about to just ruin my life. "Tav Yarok," he said, and immediately everyone rummaged around in their bags or purses or pockets to pull out the card. Everyone but me. My heart sank into my shoes. I pulled out my laptop and pretended I was searching for my nonexistent green card. 

I was sitting close to the back of the room. This saved my life. The scary man, I guess, had much more important things to do than look at the card of every single person in the room. And he only did it with the front of the room. So I was off the hook. Baruch Hashem. And now I think I'm going to borrow my friend's tav yarok when I need it next. Honesty is my middle name. 

Classes and dorms and vaccines, oh my! I'm super overwhelmed, actually, and I would appreciate lots of emails and hangouts. Thank you all so much in advance. 

I have a sneaking suspicion that this year is going to be even busier than last year, and that is saying something. 

I need to go shopping for some foody food, because now I am an adult and have to shop and cook for myself. I guess it's good practice for when I'm married, but it doesn't seem like so many funs. Oh well, I guess you do what you have to do. 

If I don't send another post, it's probably because I'm really sick from food poisoning. 

Love and miss you all. Hope to post again sometime this year. 

Toodles from Hoodles!