<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:06:12.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hinda's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>The mass e-mail you have to get for yourself!  (insert evil laughter here)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>501</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-2800928217012646856</id><published>2007-04-15T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T09:00:42.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember When I Used To Post Everyday?</title><content type='html'>HEY EVERYONE!  Remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesach was nice.   Long and nice.  Not too much going on.  I am in Baltimore now seeing lots of people then heading back to NY tonight.  Going back to school tomorrow.  I am already looking forward to the weekend.  I am so behind in school and now it's cram time.  I can't do it anymore.  OUT WITH ME!  Yes, I can command that to myself.  I have so much to figure out and no time to do it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I hope you have all been doing well and continue to do well and I will try to post again before I'm 40.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-2800928217012646856?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/2800928217012646856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=2800928217012646856&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2800928217012646856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2800928217012646856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/04/remember-when-i-used-to-post-everyday.html' title='Remember When I Used To Post Everyday?'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-6359837514407499276</id><published>2007-03-18T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T14:30:49.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>It's been a while.  This must be a record for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is starting to fall into place.  Work to catch up on, graduation coming up.  But, I'm only pretending to graduate.  I still have to take more classes, but I hope to work part time while I finish up.  We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good right now.  Very good.  This weekend I'm going to a mini-Shabbaton in Connecticut.  I'm excited to see my kids again.  I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-6359837514407499276?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/6359837514407499276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=6359837514407499276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/6359837514407499276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/6359837514407499276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/03/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me?'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-6365252911847651391</id><published>2007-03-02T16:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:56:28.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZEL TOV!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Mazel tov to my Princess Perica and Prince Padam (yes, that means my princess is engaged)!  I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having an awesome weekend.  I'm in Baltimore with NCSY kids and we're going to PARTY IT UP!  A bunch of kids are coming in from out of town and it's going to be awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start third grade in Ramaz next week.  I am excited, and I can't wait to visit my kids!  Stern is eh.  A teacher wants to meet with me about my absences.  I am just too tired.  Oh, man.  Whatever.  I'll cry.  That will make it more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I hope everyone has a great Shabbos and a wonderful Purim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-6365252911847651391?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/6365252911847651391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=6365252911847651391&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/6365252911847651391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/6365252911847651391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/03/mazel-tov.html' title='MAZEL TOV!!!!!!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-728015584240143410</id><published>2007-02-21T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:26:29.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-a-Boo!</title><content type='html'>So I am here again.  Just checking in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I gave my second lesson for Mr. K. to observe.  The very beginning was great, the middle was eh and the end was good.  One of his criticisms was that I shouldn't show emotion on my face.  He said he knew I was upset about how the lesson was going.  DUH.  It was Crazy Hat Day and I gave a lesson on descriptive writing.  When I wrote the lesson plan, I had thought that the kids had prior knowledge that they did not have.  It's alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Wednesday is the last day of the placement.  That is going to be a really hard day.  Mr. K. did not make it seem like he was going to let me stay. At this point I just hope that he lets me stay in Ramaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am still stressing about graduation and getting everything done before I'm 40.  I'll keep you posted on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get to bed soon.  I am overtiring myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Shabbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-728015584240143410?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/728015584240143410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=728015584240143410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/728015584240143410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/728015584240143410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/02/peek-boo.html' title='Peek-a-Boo!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-61376640699199678</id><published>2007-02-07T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T10:08:19.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>I know some of you may be disappointed in my lack of blogging, but I have been enjoying my student teaching and I don't have too much to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a small update...since you've all been wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Regional was AWESOME!  Amy and I had a great time...right, Amy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really really happy with how things are going.  Really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbos is going to be awesome.  Saturday night is going to be awesome.  Sunday morning is Brooke and Marty's wedding.  Next Shabbos is going to be an awesome experience as will be the next one.  I know I am being all mysterious, but the time will come that I will share more information.  If you're that curious, feel free to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I have to get back to my seminar class (it's a 2.5 hour class once a week....uch) then I am off to student teaching for the rest of the afternoon and I am giving a model lesson in front of my college professor!  I AM SO EXCITED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-61376640699199678?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/61376640699199678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=61376640699199678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/61376640699199678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/61376640699199678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-5395442860212836800</id><published>2007-01-29T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T07:34:13.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La La La</title><content type='html'>Everything is still fine, B"H.  I spent Shabbos with the nephoos and I won't be seeing them again before they leave.  It was hard to say goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but when I got back to the city, I was stopped by an Israeli girl in the mall who pretty much said, "I see that you need a miracle to happen to your skin."  She sat me down, started putting makeup on me talked to me in Hebrew about how amazing the makeup is and that she will give a special discount.  Yes, I bought it.  The discount wasn't that special, but whatever.  Then I got a haircut.  Not because I already had makeup on, but because I had wanted one for a while.  I actually like it.  I've been on a pretty good liking-my-haircuts streak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is Winter Regional.  This week better go by real fast.  Then the weekend after that, I get to see DJ!!!!!!  I can't wait!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-5395442860212836800?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/5395442860212836800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=5395442860212836800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/5395442860212836800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/5395442860212836800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-la-la.html' title='La La La'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-2325545186685735618</id><published>2007-01-24T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T08:35:41.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Loving It</title><content type='html'>I am still in love with my student teaching placement.  Not to worry!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we have our weekly 2.5 hour seminar here at Stern.  What in the world will the head of the department do with us for so long?  It is extra annoying today because the 1st-4th grade at Ramaz has their annual Zimiriah (performance) today.  I have been watching rehearsals since I started my placement and I really wanted to see the real thing!  Oh, well.  Disappointments of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spending Shabbos with my nephoos at my brother-in-law's parents' house!  I AM SO EXCITED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-2325545186685735618?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/2325545186685735618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=2325545186685735618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2325545186685735618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2325545186685735618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/01/still-loving-it.html' title='Still Loving It'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-8402094124298041298</id><published>2007-01-18T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T00:23:09.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>So, I am FINALLY happy with something about school.  STUDENT TEACHING IS AWESOME!  I am the fourth teacher in a first grade classroom.  I get to hang out with 2 first grade classes since they switch from English to Hebrew in the middle of the day.  Did that make sense?  Eh, you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my rabbeim from Israel is speaking here tomorrow night.  I am so excited!  I had to arrange it all today because the girl who is in charge of this kind of stuff is incompetent.  Uch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am kind of messed over with Jewish History from last semester.  If I fail it...bad news.  We shall see what happens.  The teacher doesn't seem to be too stable.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going home for Shabbos.  Shabbos Sheva Brachos.  Should be insanely amazing.  Haha.  I can't wait to see my nephoos again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-8402094124298041298?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/8402094124298041298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=8402094124298041298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8402094124298041298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8402094124298041298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/01/finally.html' title='FINALLY!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-7088198038153464949</id><published>2007-01-16T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T07:36:00.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired But Ready</title><content type='html'>The wedding was amazing. Really beautiful. Today begins student teaching. First grade, here I come! The two girls who were in the same first grade class for fieldwork have said that the class is awesome, so I am kind of excited. I should be getting ready to go. Aaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures. I can't wait to get the professionals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020605709745395810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RazGSu6sGGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6-tkR6bh69s/s400/Wedding+025-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020605718335330418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RazGTO6sGHI/AAAAAAAAAEo/C1CSEF3fxEw/s400/Wedding+029-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RazGTe6sGII/AAAAAAAAAEw/fAA743AkLWA/s1600-h/Wedding+066-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020605722630297730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RazGTe6sGII/AAAAAAAAAEw/fAA743AkLWA/s400/Wedding+066-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020605726925265042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RazGTu6sGJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/bsz-LrDj3q4/s400/Copy+of+Wedding+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020605731220232354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RazGT-6sGKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/1bxPKBbh_JA/s400/Copy+of+Wedding+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-7088198038153464949?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/7088198038153464949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=7088198038153464949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7088198038153464949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7088198038153464949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/01/tired-but-ready.html' title='Tired But Ready'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RazGSu6sGGI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6-tkR6bh69s/s72-c/Wedding+025-e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-6402517185479018693</id><published>2007-01-10T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:37:53.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy With My Nephoos!</title><content type='html'>I am still alive.  I have a dress for the wedding...it has some issues, but what in this world doesn't?  My nephoos got here this morning, B"H, so you probably won't be reading anything from me until after the WEDDING!  I can't believe it's this Sunday.  How insane is that?  I hope you're all doing well and you will hear from me soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-6402517185479018693?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/6402517185479018693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=6402517185479018693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/6402517185479018693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/6402517185479018693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/01/busy-with-my-nephoos.html' title='Busy With My Nephoos!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-2094006950164974588</id><published>2007-01-05T01:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T01:39:03.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 MORE DAYS!</title><content type='html'>I got back to my apartment not too long ago.  I was supposed to get in at 10:30, but anti freeze decided to leak out of the bus.  At first, the driver was like, maybe they will send out another bus from Boston.  Meanwhile, we had been on the road for about 2 hours.  Thank G-d, a mechanic came from Hartford and fixed the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am here.  Alone, but it's okay.  I am spending Shabbos with Yehudis in her apartment.  Then we are going to go to some gmachs on Sunday and I will hopefully have a dress to bring home.  That would be nice since the wedding is a week from Sunday.  Wow.  The wedding is a week from Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subbing went really well this week.  I made a lot of new friends.  Who cares if they're 3 years old?  I also learned this week, that Mrs. C. IS making a camp and she asked me to run it.  AWESOME!  I was so worried...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a great Shabbos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-2094006950164974588?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/2094006950164974588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=2094006950164974588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2094006950164974588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2094006950164974588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/01/5-more-days.html' title='5 MORE DAYS!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-8334121456620022736</id><published>2007-01-02T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:05:01.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Three Nephoos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZn1XDSm8KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/msF2RpzFTLM/s1600-h/N18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015309436422910114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZn1XDSm8KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/msF2RpzFTLM/s400/N18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;8 MORE DAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;8 MORE DAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;8 MORE DAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;8 MORE DAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;8 MORE DAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;8 MORE DAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-8334121456620022736?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/8334121456620022736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=8334121456620022736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8334121456620022736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8334121456620022736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-three-nephoos.html' title='My Three Nephoos'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZn1XDSm8KI/AAAAAAAAAEU/msF2RpzFTLM/s72-c/N18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-419042700400754626</id><published>2007-01-02T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:01:17.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LA DEE DA</title><content type='html'>I love not worrying about schoolwork.  Sigh.  Only problem is...I am so bored.  Well, today I went shopping with my parents.  I ended up with Rocketdogs from DSW (big New Year's sale today) and 2 skirts from Marshall's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am walking around like a constipated penguins from Yarchei Kallah.  Nonetheless, I do NOT regret the amount of dancing I did!  HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at DAC's right now.  Her roomate won't be back until Wednesday, so I am keeping her company.  Besides, she has wireless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss Yarchei Kallah.  It was incredible.  I really hope to be able to be at the whole thing next year.  We shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough for now.  I can't wait to start subbing tomorrow.  I miss my camp alumni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-419042700400754626?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/419042700400754626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=419042700400754626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/419042700400754626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/419042700400754626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2007/01/la-dee-da.html' title='LA DEE DA'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-8951516597319921369</id><published>2006-12-29T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:20:04.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER!</title><content type='html'>I'm DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazel tov!  WOOHOOO!!!!  The worst semester of my college career is over.  I got my student teaching placement for the first six weeks of next semester and I will be in a first grade classroom at Ramaz.  It should be good, because hopefully the first graders don't have the Ramaz attitude yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see my parents and little bro today.  They came to the city and drove me to Stamford and now I am at Yarchei Kallah.  I wish I was here since Tuesday.  It is amazing.  Over 100 public school kids learning in one room.  Incredible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bed time.  Night night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-8951516597319921369?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/8951516597319921369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=8951516597319921369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8951516597319921369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8951516597319921369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-7720660460490143042</id><published>2006-12-26T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T21:52:14.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HE HAS A NAME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My newest nephoo had his bris this morning and his name is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARYEH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeCoWaOeI/AAAAAAAAADY/q3awL_D7vfI/s1600-h/Nephoos21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013031997012589026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="293" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeCoWaOeI/AAAAAAAAADY/q3awL_D7vfI/s320/Nephoos21.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeC4WaOfI/AAAAAAAAADg/MblpKifKkfY/s1600-h/Nephoos9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013032001307556338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeC4WaOfI/AAAAAAAAADg/MblpKifKkfY/s320/Nephoos9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeC4WaOgI/AAAAAAAAADo/9TxIHvdVpxw/s1600-h/Nephoos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013032001307556354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeC4WaOgI/AAAAAAAAADo/9TxIHvdVpxw/s320/Nephoos1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeDIWaOhI/AAAAAAAAADw/fwhx9-2yFbs/s1600-h/Nephoos15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013032005602523666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeDIWaOhI/AAAAAAAAADw/fwhx9-2yFbs/s320/Nephoos15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013032005602523682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeDIWaOiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/j7tKF22M6nA/s320/Nephoos13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazel Tov!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More pictures on &lt;a href="http://onlysimchas.com/galleries/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewsimcha&amp;SimchaId=58456&amp;amp;SimchaType=2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;onlysimchas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to see them in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Speaking of seeing them...I am going to Crown Heights tomorrow and will hopefully leave with a dress for the wedding! My cousin offered to take me (with her baby!) so I don't have to shlep a dress on the train. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-7720660460490143042?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/7720660460490143042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=7720660460490143042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7720660460490143042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7720660460490143042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/he-has-name.html' title='HE HAS A NAME!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RZHeCoWaOeI/AAAAAAAAADY/q3awL_D7vfI/s72-c/Nephoos21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-8495228349195980460</id><published>2006-12-24T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T16:48:23.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Profile Updated</title><content type='html'>Thanks, friend.  I edited my profile, so now I am all set.  And thanks for keeping yourself anonymous...you know how I &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; when people do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another final down the drain.  I was really nervous about it because I wasn't 100% knowledgable on the 25 terms we had to know, and I only went through details of 2/5 essay questions.  The test this morning only had 7/10 terms and 2 out of the 3 essays were the ones that I had studied!  WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three more finals and I am home free.  I CAN'T WAIT FOR THURSDAY AFTERNOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...it seems so far away right now, but before I know it, I will be blogging about my last day of the semester!  Yes, I am encouraging myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...back to thinking about doing stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-8495228349195980460?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/8495228349195980460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=8495228349195980460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8495228349195980460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8495228349195980460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/profile-updated.html' title='Profile Updated'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-2761504726198488364</id><published>2006-12-22T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T11:23:42.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Down, 4 To Go</title><content type='html'>2 DOWN! That's right. Next week's are going to be interesting though...VERY interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Makor last night was awesome as always. Devora had her birthday dinner early so Kennedy wouldn't miss out. If you don't know Kennedy...oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGD4WaOZI/AAAAAAAAACc/0VoZAIHxchw/s1600-h/Dec06+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011387149092272530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGD4WaOZI/AAAAAAAAACc/0VoZAIHxchw/s320/Dec06+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGEYWaOaI/AAAAAAAAACk/O-cZPmgszbU/s1600-h/Dec06+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011387157682207138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGEYWaOaI/AAAAAAAAACk/O-cZPmgszbU/s320/Dec06+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGE4WaObI/AAAAAAAAACs/rYl1jMFporM/s1600-h/Dec06+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011387166272141746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGE4WaObI/AAAAAAAAACs/rYl1jMFporM/s320/Dec06+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGFIWaOcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IzEEOv1CqBQ/s1600-h/Dec06+066-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011387170567109058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGFIWaOcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IzEEOv1CqBQ/s320/Dec06+066-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGFYWaOdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yjC9PoSMyMk/s1600-h/Dec06+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011387174862076370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGFYWaOdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yjC9PoSMyMk/s320/Dec06+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading out to Devora's for her last Shabbos in her apartment. Big meal tonight, oneg following that, small lunch tomorrow and I have to study Jewish History. A girl in my class lives near YU, so I might head over there to study with her...we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful and restful Shabbos and I hope your Chanukah was enLIGHTening.  (Sorry.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-2761504726198488364?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/2761504726198488364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=2761504726198488364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2761504726198488364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2761504726198488364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/2-down-4-to-go.html' title='2 Down, 4 To Go'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYwGD4WaOZI/AAAAAAAAACc/0VoZAIHxchw/s72-c/Dec06+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-7534813918256758708</id><published>2006-12-20T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T13:00:47.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology These Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s120.photobucket.com/albums/o177/hdkashnow/?action=view&amp;current=newbaby.flv"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s120.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid120.photobucket.com/albums/o177/hdkashnow/newbaby.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Oh, and DJ, his blanket is not pink. It's double sided. That's just how Shaarei Tzedek does things...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-7534813918256758708?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/7534813918256758708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=7534813918256758708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7534813918256758708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7534813918256758708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/technology-these-days.html' title='Technology These Days...'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-2361281833667937956</id><published>2006-12-19T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:14:39.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESENTING...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkAYWaOUI/AAAAAAAAABg/OTeWC7CyeZY/s1600-h/newbaby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010364543148898626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkAYWaOUI/AAAAAAAAABg/OTeWC7CyeZY/s320/newbaby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkAoWaOVI/AAAAAAAAABo/sTs6sRk3qtk/s1600-h/newbaby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010364547443865938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkAoWaOVI/AAAAAAAAABo/sTs6sRk3qtk/s320/newbaby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkAoWaOWI/AAAAAAAAABw/z0SrcoBkQoY/s1600-h/newbaby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010364547443865954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkAoWaOWI/AAAAAAAAABw/z0SrcoBkQoY/s320/newbaby3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkA4WaOXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MdiHmH0yGmI/s1600-h/newbaby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010364551738833266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkA4WaOXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/MdiHmH0yGmI/s320/newbaby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkA4WaOYI/AAAAAAAAACA/WdU2vwcdVmE/s1600-h/newbaby5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010364551738833282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkA4WaOYI/AAAAAAAAACA/WdU2vwcdVmE/s320/newbaby5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEPHOO NUMBER THREE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAZEL TOV!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Okay, time to post on onlysimchas.  My BIL is timing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-2361281833667937956?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/2361281833667937956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=2361281833667937956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2361281833667937956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2361281833667937956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/presenting.html' title='PRESENTING...'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYhkAYWaOUI/AAAAAAAAABg/OTeWC7CyeZY/s72-c/newbaby1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-7242810507498338321</id><published>2006-12-19T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T07:58:47.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>MAZEL TOV!  I HAVE ANOTHER NEPHOO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7:45am and heard my phone beeping in the other room (telling me I have a voicemail).  I jumped out of bed and ran to listen and it was my mommy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAZEL TOV!!   WOOOOOHOOOOOOO!  IT'S ABOUT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to get up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more for the road...WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-7242810507498338321?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/7242810507498338321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=7242810507498338321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7242810507498338321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7242810507498338321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-boy.html' title='IT&apos;S A BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-8029538879555971697</id><published>2006-12-18T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:17:35.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>The wedding I went to yesterday was unbelievable. One of the best weddings EVER. The chuppah...unforgettable. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010055387107965234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYdK1IWaOTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HHK276WwmBo/s320/Dec06+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was one of the most incredible experiences of my life. Plus, I got to dance like crazy with my Devora. Who could ask for anything more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAZEL TOV, ALIZA AND YEHUDA!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010054798697445666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYdKS4WaOSI/AAAAAAAAABI/-3qKLINKf2k/s320/Dec06+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlysimchas.com/galleries/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewsimcha&amp;SimchaId=58175&amp;amp;SimchaType=7"&gt;http://onlysimchas.com/galleries/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewsimcha&amp;SimchaId=58175&amp;amp;SimchaType=7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I am chilling at Devora's. Finals start on Thursday. (Thursday, Friday, Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday, Thursday...put 'em together and what have you got? A mental breakdown.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So exciting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now. That and I still need a dress. I might go to Crown Heights next week. Joy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope everyone is doing well. Happy Chanukah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, no. There is no baby yet. Don't you think you would know if there was one yet? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-8029538879555971697?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/8029538879555971697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=8029538879555971697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8029538879555971697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/8029538879555971697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RYdK1IWaOTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HHK276WwmBo/s72-c/Dec06+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-5111611438568344648</id><published>2006-12-13T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:43:57.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>RABBI COHEN CAME TO STERN TODAY!  Rabbi Cohen is one of my favorite teachers from seminary.  He taught in a few other seminaries, so there were a million girls waiting to get into a tiny room.  We moved to another floor to a bigger room and I got a seat with Perica and other Afikei chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shiur was unbelievable.  I started crying when he started talking because I realized how much I really miss being able to be inspired everyday.  I hope to type up the shiur and put it up here.  I kept wanting to go over to him at the end to say hi and bye but I was too nervous and I knew I would start crying.  Finally, he was getting into the elevator, so I got in next to him and was like, "HI!"  He looked at me, smiled and said "Hi!  How are you?"  Then, of course, I started crying.  I asked how his kids were and told him that I didn't even want to know how old his youngest one was (when I was in Shana bet, our class was the only one invited to his bris).  He's two years old now.  That means that I need to go back to Israel...now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still on a high.  I miss Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NILI!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, psych paper due tomorrow...Devora is my savior.  I am staying over her house tonight and dragging textbooks and my laptop with me to dinner with Nili.  WOOHOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't wait for this paper to be over with!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-5111611438568344648?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/5111611438568344648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=5111611438568344648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/5111611438568344648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/5111611438568344648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/todays-inspiration.html' title='Today&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-4283358310715967967</id><published>2006-12-13T03:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:37:22.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops, I Did It Again</title><content type='html'>Education Paper (FINAL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time Started:  11:45pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time Finished:  3:33am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you!  It's a pretty good paper if I must say so myself.  *Pat on the back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night, PSYCH PAPER!  AKA Party at DJ's.  I better have a lot of caffeine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, DJ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-4283358310715967967?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/4283358310715967967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=4283358310715967967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/4283358310715967967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/4283358310715967967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops, I Did It Again'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-2297329269352381959</id><published>2006-12-11T23:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:54:30.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK!</title><content type='html'>I will be working for the next few days, so I won't be posting a lot, unless there is good news to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say that Shabbos lunch was absolutely amazing with WONDERFUL company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-2297329269352381959?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/2297329269352381959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=2297329269352381959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2297329269352381959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2297329269352381959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/work.html' title='WORK!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-7151165433496600390</id><published>2006-12-10T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T11:00:44.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RXwuV3X2LmI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1PQbG8PG090/s1600-h/Dec06+043-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shabbos with DJ @ KJ was AWESOME! We chilled a lot. On Saturday night, we went to the KJ dinner. IT WAS AMAZING! There was a 5 minute d'var Torah, but other than that, there were no speeches! This was not your ordinary shil dinner. The theme was Coney Island. There were a few carnival games, gambling tables, a free photo booth, and a crazy amount of amazing food. Devora is a great date...we had a GREAT TIME! WOOHOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RXwumnX2LoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JV50LKXk7y0/s1600-h/Dec06+043-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006928126668058242" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="310" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RXwumnX2LoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JV50LKXk7y0/s320/Dec06+043-e.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RXwumXX2LnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/AnMEZEYZokw/s1600-h/Dec06+065-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006928122373090930" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" height="295" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RXwumXX2LnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/AnMEZEYZokw/s320/Dec06+065-e.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU, DEVORA!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have to take my second state education test today. You have to take 3 and pass them all to get licensed as a teacher in NY and I need to pass them all to graduate. Don't be jealous. I have to look over the material. Today's test tests my teaching skills PLUS I also get a written assignment. The practice tests are really confusing which makes me all the more excited. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope everyone enjoyed their weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-7151165433496600390?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/7151165433496600390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=7151165433496600390&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7151165433496600390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7151165433496600390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/test-day.html' title='Test Day'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RXwumnX2LoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/JV50LKXk7y0/s72-c/Dec06+043-e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-7012524137906803460</id><published>2006-12-07T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:31:38.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am still alive. I have a LOT of work to do tonight and for the next few nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to another cousin's bris this morning. Last week's bris baby was there too, and it was really sweet to see them together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005930616218594882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RXijX3X2LkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J8DFSO5b74I/s320/Dec06+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the left is Tzvi Yehuda (last week's) and on the right is Yehuda Leib.  Aren't they precious Bli Ayin Hara?  NEW TOYS FOR ME! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am waiting for my challah dough to rise.  I am going to work on the work I have to do on the computer now since there's no way I am getting up.  I am definitely having some quality library time tonight.  First, I get to see my Leah!  One of my favorite NCSYers!  WOOHOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-7012524137906803460?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/7012524137906803460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=7012524137906803460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7012524137906803460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/7012524137906803460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_0NFlkscplJs/RXijX3X2LkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J8DFSO5b74I/s72-c/Dec06+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-3631718193279212466</id><published>2006-12-05T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:09:53.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH BLAH SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>Lots of papers to do.  Lots of finals to worry about.  State education test on Sunday.  BLAH BLAH SCHOOL!   I am so tired of it.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, everything otherwise is fine.  I still don't have a dress for the wedding, but I did find a beautiful green outfit at Lord and Taylor that I might get...GREEN!  I KNOW!  There is no color scheme, but my mother wants me her and my sister to match somehow.  We shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, school is annoying.  Oh, that's not news?  Didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have another LCI performance.  First one this semester.  We are going to hear Miles Davis's son play blues stuff.  I am not explaining LCI again.  You can search for it in last year's posts.  I'll just tell you that LCI incorporates arts with education.  The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm out.  Have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-3631718193279212466?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/3631718193279212466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=3631718193279212466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/3631718193279212466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/3631718193279212466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/blah-blah-school.html' title='BLAH BLAH SCHOOL'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-2626708169134283576</id><published>2006-12-02T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T17:56:28.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TO ETTI "ANONYMOUS"</title><content type='html'>I TRIED CALLING YOU BACK AND VERIZON TOLD ME THAT MY CALL CAN NOT BE COMPLETED AS DIALED!  THAT'S RIGHT.  I can't come anyway...but I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Shabbos was really nice and relaxing.  Went to the meal last night, stayed in today.  Thank you to my mommy for sending me home with leftovers last week!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to hang with Princess Perica tonight.  If she decides she has time for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding dress shopping tomorrow...yes, again.  Can't wait to see my rents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-2626708169134283576?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/2626708169134283576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=2626708169134283576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2626708169134283576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/2626708169134283576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-etti-anonymous.html' title='TO ETTI &quot;ANONYMOUS&quot;'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-5760484151665647780</id><published>2006-12-01T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:47:30.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax!</title><content type='html'>I decided to stay in for Shabbos.  Just in case Sarah needs help with the babies, I am around.  My parents are coming into New York on Sunday to go dress shopping again.  Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many awesome people are staying in for Shabbos, too!  Princess, roomie, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to do NOTHING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Shabbos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-5760484151665647780?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/5760484151665647780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=5760484151665647780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/5760484151665647780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/5760484151665647780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/12/relax.html' title='Relax!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116491149686887933</id><published>2006-11-30T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:31:36.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAZEL TOV!  MAZEL TOV!</title><content type='html'>Last night, I went to Queens at about 12:30am.  My cousin went into the hospital (to have a baby) and I stayed with her 1.5 year old, Yosef.  My cousin and I were supposed to leave to take Yosef with us to his cousin's bris at 5:45am, so I set an alarm for 5:15am (confused yet?).  My alarm never went off, but B"H, Yosef woke up at 5:45am.  I called my cousin to wake him up and we rushed out.  We were late for Shacharis, but what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby's name is Tzvi Yehuda.  He is adorable, Bli Ayin Hara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to NY, we got the call that Sarah had a baby BOY!  Two weeks, two brissim! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B"H!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited!  Okay, Mir, it's your turn!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only simchas!  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I was hoping not to be back for class, but I am way too tired anyway.  Hmmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116491149686887933?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116491149686887933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116491149686887933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116491149686887933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116491149686887933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/mazel-tov-mazel-tov.html' title='MAZEL TOV!  MAZEL TOV!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116464889995134007</id><published>2006-11-27T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T12:55:22.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know That I Am "Mystifying"?</title><content type='html'>The lesson was, as Mr. Koreman said afterwards, excellent.  I had asked the teacher about a few things before I started.  I introduced the lesson, asked the kids to talk to each other about why someone would become a bully, we made a list (my writing was on a curve and not so neat, oops.), then started the chapter.  They laughed at how I read.  I love using expression!  Ha.  I kept stopping to talk about what was going on.  Some of the kids were really into it.  (I found out later, that since some of them have English as their second language, they needed extra time to respond.)  After I finished I asked them to go to their notebooks and write an answer to:  "What do we learn from chapter 3 about Bradley's home life?  Key words:  Motivation, communication (animal collection) and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wrote for a couple of minutes, then I asked 2 kids to share what they wrote and then the teacher stopped me because they had to go to computers.  *insert sigh of relief here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Koreman sat me down afterwards and told me that I gave an excellent lesson.  It meant a lot to hear him say that.  He told me that I read a little fast and that I didn't wait long enough after asking questions, but those are not new things for me.  He told me that the kids were eating out of my hands because I read with great expression.  (I loved hearing them laugh...it was great.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he went on to say that he thinks I am mystifying.  He said that on some days I look like the world is about to end, and then I give a lesson like this.  Then he said (the fieldwork teacher was in the room) that last time he came in the room, I was standing on the side looking miserable.  He said he sensed that I was unhappy and I should be careful because the kids might sense it, too.  Okay, thanks.  Ha.  I had nothing to do for the first 2 weeks.  THEN, the teacher wanted to give me feedback.  She loved the lesson.  She said the same thing about slowing down because some of the kids don't understand too much English yet, so they need things to be slowed down.  She said that when I first came into the room for fieldwork, she didn't know anything about me, and then she saw the lesson and was surprised, in a good way.  She said that I have an innate talent for teaching.  She has kids in her class that are very out there and she has never seen the whole class engaged for so long.  She told me that I am a natural and I can be confident that I will be a great teacher.  She wants me to leave her classroom knowing that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had left me a message on Saturday night about what lesson I should give and she said I can call her on Sunday, but I didn't get a chance.  I couldn't call her on the bus and by the time I got back here it was too late.  She said she was surprised that I didn't call, but she was amazed at how I gave the lesson.  (Yes, I started tearing...shut up.)  She told me that she is always available if I need anything, even if it has nothing to do with her classroom.  She's awesome.  (I feel bad because Mr. K. talked about how I looked miserable when he came in on the second week, so the teacher talked about how she didn't like her placement, but it ended up being good.  I really like the class, it's just not what I see myself doing.  You know what I mean?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I should come into a classroom and challenge myself.  I should do things that I am not used to.  She welcomes any comments I have about her teaching and she offered that I do a read aloud next week, too.  That would be AWESOME!  Afterwards, Mr. K. and the teacher both told me that they were really impressed about how I knew the names of the students.  I'm pretty good at that.  I don't know all of them, but I knew the ones who kept raising their hands to discuss things.  Good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was my lesson.  I am so relieved and happy.  She really inspired me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor's Note:  No, this post is not an ego boost.  It's so I can remember this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116464889995134007?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116464889995134007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116464889995134007&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116464889995134007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116464889995134007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/did-you-know-that-i-am-mystifying.html' title='Did You Know That I Am &quot;Mystifying&quot;?'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116460257770932046</id><published>2006-11-26T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:42:57.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Miriam/Fro</title><content type='html'>Dear Fro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for coming home with me for Yom Tov.  I had such a great time with you and I am so happy that my family approves of you and of us.  I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Hinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  I AM COW, HEAR ME MOO...you can sing the rest.  I know you're still singing it.  Now do it in Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS  Don't forget the ranch dressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116460257770932046?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116460257770932046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116460257770932046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116460257770932046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116460257770932046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-miriamfro.html' title='For Miriam/Fro'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116460240754303252</id><published>2006-11-26T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:40:07.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH</title><content type='html'>I got back about an hour ago and I have so much work to do!  I have a music class quiz tomorrow (don't ask) and I still have to prepare my lesson for my fieldwork.  I am excited to give the lesson, but I will be so much happier once I have it planned in writing.  I read the book I am reading an excerpt from for the lesson and it's a great book.  It's called &lt;u&gt;There's a Boy in the Girl's Bathroom&lt;/u&gt; by Louis Sachar.  Good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I have to go to the other dorm to study music.  Whatever.  Uch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116460240754303252?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116460240754303252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116460240754303252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116460240754303252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116460240754303252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title='AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116433819266589839</id><published>2006-11-23T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:16:32.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>Fro, my cousin and I got to my aunt's house at around midnight.  We walked in and my aunt told me that my cousin just had a baby boy!  Mazel tov!  I have another cousin (this cousin's sister) who is due any day, so B"H, my aunt is going to have a crazy few weeks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch today was a lot of fun.  Fro got to meet my family and they approve of her.  Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to sleep on Shabbos.  I have so much work to do.  The teacher whose class I do fieldwork in is supposed to call me tomorrow and let me know what kind of lesson I have to prepare for Monday.  I am nervous about it, but I'm hoping it will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am so tired that I'm just typing randomness.  Hope you enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dena is taking me and Fro shopping tomorrow at 8am.  It's going to be insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night and good Shabbos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116433819266589839?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116433819266589839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116433819266589839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116433819266589839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116433819266589839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116418181147596887</id><published>2006-11-22T02:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:50:11.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Night</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I am still awake.  Ummm...nope.  No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do work for tomorrow's classes.  Why?  WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking Miriam home!  FINALLY.  She has to meet my parents.  We're getting pretty serious.  I still don't know how we are getting home, but I will figure it all out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116418181147596887?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116418181147596887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116418181147596887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116418181147596887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116418181147596887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/long-night.html' title='Long Night'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116402723902948272</id><published>2006-11-20T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T07:53:59.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing...</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember when I used to absolutely &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; going to fieldwork&lt;/span&gt;?  I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to fieldwork...I have to give a lesson at some point before this round of fieldwork is over.  I don't want to.  I just want to sit in the back and be quiet.  WHY?  The girl I travel with wants to be there early to talk to her teacher about giving a lesson.  I'm just hoping that my teacher will know that I need to give one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116402723902948272?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116402723902948272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116402723902948272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116402723902948272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116402723902948272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing...'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116398594920430363</id><published>2006-11-19T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:25:49.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion</title><content type='html'>I got to hang out with my parents and little brother today.  We went to NJ, saw my aunt, had lunch, saw MICHELLE!, went to Monsey, saw EXPENSIVE dresses for rent, shopped in Rockland Kosher Center (whoa), went to Mendy's and now I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I did NOT find a dress PER SE.  But, I DID find a dress that I hope to copy at a dressmaker.  The bottom and the sleeves were not my style, but I loved the belty thing.  I have to find out if I am making it or looking somewhere else.  We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am going back to procrastinating now.  BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116398594920430363?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116398594920430363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116398594920430363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116398594920430363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116398594920430363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/reunion.html' title='Reunion'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116395092722030829</id><published>2006-11-19T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T10:42:07.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THUPER!</title><content type='html'>Shabbos was awesome!  Really thuper!  I love NCSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my parents and little brother are coming in soon.  We are going to NJ and possibly Monsey to look for dresses.  I hope that my mother and I find something quickly so we can actually do something fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of work to do.  So exciting.  I can't WAIT to do it all.  I hope to accomplish something tonight.  We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to find out where the family is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116395092722030829?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116395092722030829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116395092722030829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116395092722030829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116395092722030829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/thuper.html' title='THUPER!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116370010968137503</id><published>2006-11-16T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T13:01:49.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep!</title><content type='html'>I went to sleep at 11:30 last night.  I decided that since I wasn't going to do any work, I might as well go to sleep.  I started watching Monsters Inc. on my iPod, then fell asleep.  DJ called me at 9:15am (I forgive you) and I didn't go back to sleep right away.  I watched more of the movie and it cut off close to the end!  I am in the midst of getting a longer version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am going to CT for Shabbos.  Mucho excited.  On Sunday, my family is coming in and my mom and I are going shopping for dresses.  Yippee.  I haven't seen my parents for about a month.  Crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to class I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116370010968137503?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116370010968137503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116370010968137503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116370010968137503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116370010968137503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/sleep.html' title='Sleep!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116352656899497270</id><published>2006-11-14T12:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:59:07.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>I just spoke to my sister for 34:15! I really needed that. I knew I was supposed to take a day off for a reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see you guys! HURRY UP AND GET HERE ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Nov6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Nov6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Nov1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Nov1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Nov38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Nov38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116352656899497270?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116352656899497270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116352656899497270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116352656899497270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116352656899497270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116352035851544060</id><published>2006-11-14T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T12:04:16.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Off</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning feeling gross.  It could be because of the all you can eat at Eden Wok last night.  Devora, Ed, Amy, Zehava and I took Rabbi Ari out for his birthday.  It was so much fun that feeling like this now is worth it.  I just wrote a paper proposal that was due today and e-mailed it to the teacher.  I have a lot of work to do this week.  PARTY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures to keep you entertained.  Have a good day!              &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Nov06%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Nov06%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Nov06%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Nov06%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Nov06%20005-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Nov06%20005-e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Nov06%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Nov06%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116352035851544060?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116352035851544060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116352035851544060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116352035851544060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116352035851544060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-off.html' title='Day Off'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116339859414599413</id><published>2006-11-13T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:16:34.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Great Shack Shabbaton</title><content type='html'>Well, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of driving, that's all I can say.  So, as you all remember, last weekend, the Connecticut van didn't make it all the way to Tannersville so we spent Shabbos in Waterbury.  This weekend, the tire on my van exploded on Saturday night.  We started driving to bowling (my van was last in line) and I knew that the tire was flat.  I tried to get the other van's attention, but I couldn't, so I pulled over.  I started moving again and couldn't go anymore.  I got out of the van and saw that the entire tread part of the tire had fallen off.  All the kids got out of the van and waited.  The other 2 vans came back because they were going the wrong way and because they realized that I wasn't behind them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't end up bowling, but no one was upset about that.  We had a great time dancing and making smores in front of a bonfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy and I didn't get into the city until about 11pm (we left Tannersville at 11:30am)...5 hours later that I had originally expected.  Eh.  So, I didn't really get to study music.  I can BS most of it anyway.  I should be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fieldwork in a couple of hours.  I am going to play with my Shack pictures for a while, then I am going to sleep.  Collage to come soon, not to worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116339859414599413?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116339859414599413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116339859414599413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116339859414599413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116339859414599413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-great-shack-shabbaton.html' title='Another Great Shack Shabbaton'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116296766511894847</id><published>2006-11-08T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T01:34:25.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Supposed To Be Studying, So I Made A Collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/400/Wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this weekend!  We are going to have the coolest van!  Other than my Stranded Shackers van from last week, of course!  I need this week to be over now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  I passed my Jewish History test!  THANK G-D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go see Spam-A-Lot tomorrow night since I won a ticket through a lottery at school, but I can't.  I have a Shabbaton conference call and I have to get music from Amy!  WOOHOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I am going back to studying now...or so I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116296766511894847?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116296766511894847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116296766511894847&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116296766511894847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116296766511894847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-supposed-to-be-studying-so-i-made.html' title='I&apos;m Supposed To Be Studying, So I Made A Collage'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116293515101099432</id><published>2006-11-07T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:32:31.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh</title><content type='html'>The psych midterm was pretty tricky.  I just hope to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my math teacher in the hallway and she said that one of her students was googling her and found her mentioned in my blog.  Thank G-d it was nothing bad.  I got really nervous.  Ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have class until 7 and a paper to write and a midterm to study for.  I don't know how I am going to do it.  I need more caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to my break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116293515101099432?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116293515101099432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116293515101099432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116293515101099432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116293515101099432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/eh.html' title='Eh'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116288774014858958</id><published>2006-11-07T03:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T03:22:20.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Old Time's Sake</title><content type='html'>Midterm Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Started: 1am&lt;br /&gt;Time Finished:  3:05am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night.  Crash studying tomorrow morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116288774014858958?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116288774014858958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116288774014858958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116288774014858958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116288774014858958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-old-times-sake.html' title='For Old Time&apos;s Sake'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116287868856610443</id><published>2006-11-07T00:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:51:28.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Computer Is Back</title><content type='html'>I got my computer back! YAY! So, of course, I worked with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlysimchas.com/galleries/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewsimcha&amp;simchaid=56602"&gt;Mazel Tov, Daniel Efraim&lt;/a&gt;!  Now, stop growing up.  I can't take it.  Man, I miss you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should get started on my paper that is due tomorrow.  I plan to study for psych tomorrow morning.  I need sleep so bad.  I am going to have to crash all of next week.  Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need it to be Thursday after 4:30pm.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to pretend to start my paper now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116287868856610443?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116287868856610443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116287868856610443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116287868856610443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116287868856610443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/computer-is-back.html' title='The Computer Is Back'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116279176372040632</id><published>2006-11-06T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:42:43.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PS</title><content type='html'>PS My mother called me today and told me that they cut my nephew's hair today.  It was his third birthday on Shabbos.  I can't believe he's three.  My mother told me that his ganenet let my youngest nephew, Dovi, go to Gan with Daniel for his little birthday party.  Daniel held Dovi's hand the whole way there.  When they got there, Daniel went inside and yelled, "Okay!  DOVI'S HERE!"  Then he went on to take Dovi and show him all the toys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother also told me that at Daniel's upsherin, Dovi was watching, then he said, "Okay, Dovi's turn!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY BABIES!  I can't wait until they come IY"H!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116279176372040632?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116279176372040632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116279176372040632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116279176372040632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116279176372040632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/ps.html' title='PS'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116278546527865316</id><published>2006-11-05T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:09:03.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Detour=AMAZING Weekend!</title><content type='html'>To make a long story short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Amy and I picked up the van at 8am on Friday morning and did our pickups.  Then we ended up going 2 hours the wrong way and made a huge circle.  One of the advisors in our region hooked us up with accommodations in Waterbury, CT and we had a mini Shabbaton there.  It was me, Amy, a new male advisor, 4 boys and 1 girl.  We had an AMAZING time!  We were disappointed at first, but we made the best of a bad situation as one of the NCSYers put it.  After Shabbos, we got right back into the van, made a stop at 7-11 and got up to the mountains just in time for the Saturday night activity.  We went back to the shack where everyone had been for Shabbos and crashed (after some marshmallow roasting).  The girl NCSYer and I slept in the ceiling over someone's room (there was a bed in the ceiling, don't ask.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rides were awesome.  Song of the trip..."Life Is A Highway" by the Rascall Flatts.  It was an AWESOME WEEKEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love NCSY.  Why am I in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uch that reminds me that this week is going to be torture...aka work.  I need it to be Friday NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.  No more kvetching.  This weekend was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend...Trip to the Catskills.  Take 2.  Tenth and eleventh grade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116278546527865316?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116278546527865316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116278546527865316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116278546527865316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116278546527865316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/unexpected-detouramazing-weekend.html' title='Unexpected Detour=AMAZING Weekend!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116236560810623235</id><published>2006-11-01T02:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T02:20:08.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Could I Forget?</title><content type='html'>The adventure of the night:  My glasses broke.  One side came off.  I think it's because someone who has a bigger head than me, tried them on (not to point fingers).  I went all around and found krazy glue, but it didn't really help.  I put tape on them when I got back.  Looks like I'll have to start with the contacts.  I used to wear them all the time, but now that I had glasses that I actually liked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.  Maybe I can send my broken glasses back with my little brother this weekend and have my mommy take them in to get fixed.  We shall see.  I might just wait until Thanksgiving.  They better fix them.  For free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116236560810623235?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116236560810623235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116236560810623235&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116236560810623235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116236560810623235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-could-i-forget.html' title='How Could I Forget?'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116236535441548985</id><published>2006-11-01T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T02:17:13.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need The Weekend</title><content type='html'>My Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewish History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education Elective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7:15, I went uptown with Miriam.  I saw Amy and Nili when I got there, then Miriam and I went to the library.  Miriam studied while I called the NCSYers I had to call.  Then Amy came to the library and we called into the staff conference call for the Shabbaton this weekend.  I told Rabbi Miller that I would do a lot of stuff.  I don't really have time to do it, but it would be nice to try.  I didn't bring my books back to school with me, so maybe I'll ask my little brother to bring them for me.  I am really excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time with Miriam.  Thanks!  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got back downtown, my buddy Kayla came over to play and Tiffany stopped by dressed as the devil.  It was cool.  Good thing I had chocolate to give her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another midterm on Thursday.  I should be okay.  It's pretty much a test asking questions about creating lesson plans for science.  Ew.  Next week, I really need to buckle down.  I have 3 papers and 2 midterms.  Then I can breathe again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party on.  Don't be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116236535441548985?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116236535441548985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116236535441548985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116236535441548985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116236535441548985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-weekend.html' title='I Need The Weekend'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116224392550999352</id><published>2006-10-30T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T16:32:05.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:-(</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of fieldwork.  I was really sad to leave.  Joaquin let me do a read aloud with the class today.  He said it would be nice for the kids to hear a different voice and he felt bad that he hadn't asked me until today.  He showed me some books that I could choose from, then I told him that I had brought a book to donate to the class since it was my last day.  He was so happy and asked me what book it was.  I showed him the book "You Are Special" by Max Lucado  that Devora told me to buy.  It is such an amazing book and I recommend it.  The author tells beautiful messages through his creative stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The read aloud went really well.  The kids loved the book and we had a great discussion about it.  I don't know why I am still in school.  I JUST WANT TO TEACH!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joaquin loved the book so much and he showed me other books he had that were also pretty deep before I did my read aloud.  I read two of his and he asked me which one I liked better.  At the end of the day, he gave it to me as a gift along with a Thank You card.  I started crying.  Not surprising.  Mr. Koreman came in at the end to be there for the goodbye even though he left before I started crying.  Before i left, I handed Joaquin the card I had made for the class at 1am this morning.  He was happy.  He said he would have read it to the class and I told him that it's probably better to do it after I leave.  I hugged all the kids goodbye and left.  They were in the middle of an independent reading assignment of writing thank you cards to parents and kids that donated stuff to the class.  A group of my favorite girls wanted to make the card for me.  I hope to pick them up or get them from someone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote Joaquin a thank you e-mail.  I wanted him to know how much I appreciated all the time he gave and that he allowed me to be a part of the class and not just an observer.  I PSed the letter and wrote that I am going to try to be in his class for student teaching next semester.  I wanted to let him know that I am going to FIGHT for it.  We shall see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss those kids.  I told them I would visit though.  I will have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Miriam is making time for me tonight.  We are HAPPY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116224392550999352?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116224392550999352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116224392550999352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116224392550999352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116224392550999352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=':-('/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116218026173195694</id><published>2006-10-29T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:51:01.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh.</title><content type='html'>The advisor program tonight was eh.  I did get some fun notes though.  Mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at Devora's now and heading back soon.  I have a suitcase that I had left here over the summer so I am taking it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get the presents I was planning to get.  I might just go to Walgreen's and get a Thank You card and give them a book that I bought a while ago.  I hope I end up in that classroom again.  I really do.  We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116218026173195694?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116218026173195694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116218026173195694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116218026173195694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116218026173195694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/eh.html' title='Eh.'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116210163293510810</id><published>2006-10-29T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:09:27.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day on the Job</title><content type='html'>Shabbos was great.  I got to meet DJ's uber-fab friend Marci and we stayed on her uber-comfy couches.  Awesome.  On Friday night, I experienced my first KJ Beginner's dinner.  It was an experience.  I met a lot of cool people.  I did youth groups today.  Well, it was raining, so I pretty much sat in a room with an adorable 2 year old and his mother.  It was fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Editor's note:  On Thursday night, I ended up walking to Brookdale and hanging out with my favorite freshmen and I saw some other people, too.  Just wanted to let you know so you wouldn't feel so bad about me being bored.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I got to talk to my Jacobs!  I MISS YOU, AUSSIE!  OY, OY, OY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am at Devora's and I can't WAIT to go to sleep!  Tomorrow, I have to go back to the city, find gifts for the kids and teacher at my fieldwork because Monday is my last day.  :(  My teacher teased my class by saying,  "Some of you will be staying at your fieldwork, and some of you will be switching."  WHY CAN'T HE JUST PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY!?!?  I can't tell if he said that to be mean, or if he wants to make me CRAZY and make me think that he might actually let me stay.  I guess we'll find out on Wednesday.  I really want to be with this fieldwork class for student teaching next semester.  When I was there on Monday, I was helping two girls in the class with their work and they said, "How much longer will you be here?"  And I said, "Next Monday is my last day."  They looked at each other shocked and then one of them said,  "Maybe you can ask Mr. Joaquin (their teacher) to let you stay for longer."  I smiled and told them that it's not Joaquin's choice, but it's my teacher's choice.  We shall see what happens.  I am not going to be happy to leave that class.  (In case you couldn't tell.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night, there is an NCSY advisor program at YU.  It's a 3 hour seminar about the legal stuff about being an advisor.  Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116210163293510810?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116210163293510810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116210163293510810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116210163293510810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116210163293510810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/first-day-on-job.html' title='First Day on the Job'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116191248337350612</id><published>2006-10-26T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:28:03.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SO BORED!</title><content type='html'>Thursday night, doing nothing.  Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning I have a meeting at the Manhattan Day School with my education class.  We're meeting with the head of the math department.  I am still not so sure about what we are doing.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my new job this weekend.  Youth groups!  WOOHOO!  I am spending the weekend with DJ!  I'm excited...in case you couldn't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to being bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116191248337350612?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116191248337350612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116191248337350612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116191248337350612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116191248337350612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-bored.html' title='SO BORED!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116174977477962230</id><published>2006-10-25T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:20:51.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE DUDU!</title><content type='html'>The rest of the day went by fairly quickly.  Then I met Revital to go to the Dudu concert.  IT WAS AWESOME!  He was funny, entertaining, and just what I needed to end my day with!  I wanted to take a picture with him afterwards, but that didn't happen.  It's okay though.  His show was pretty much a musical of his life.  He sang a bunch of Broadway tunes, but I didn't know most of them.  I survived.  He kept me laughing.  All in all an AWESOME SHOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm bored.  My next final is on November 2 (Teaching Science).  It's going to be a toughie.  Thank G-d that 2 girls in my apartment are in the class, too, so we can study together.  The teacher asked us some sample questions in class today (Like, write a lesson plan for a 50 minute science lesson about _____).  The test is going to be insane.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I want to talk to my education teacher about working with my cooperating teacher for student teaching.  It would make me so happy which would make my professor laugh in my face because he likes to do that when I'm trying to be serious.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116174977477962230?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116174977477962230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116174977477962230&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116174977477962230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116174977477962230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-dudu.html' title='I LOVE DUDU!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116170908538559979</id><published>2006-10-24T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T13:00:56.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive</title><content type='html'>The test is over and I am alive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up at about 9 and went to do laundry in another dorm.  I sat on the floor of the laundry room while my stuff was in the machine and looked over notes.  It was a party.  Sorry you missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to say that I did well.  My essay was definitely way below par, but I was pretty confident with the 5 identifications.  I don't think I failed.  I guess we'll find out.  I handed it in and ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116170908538559979?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116170908538559979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116170908538559979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116170908538559979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116170908538559979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116167445370744525</id><published>2006-10-24T03:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T03:22:16.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Ready In The Least Bit</title><content type='html'>I am not ready for tomorrow's midterm.  AT ALL.  I wrote up all the identifications he gave us to study, but I haven't looked them over.  He gave us 4 essays to study, I got the answers, but they are really confusing and he's only giving us one on the test.  I tried studying tonight.  It didn't work out too well.  I DID, however, have a GREAT conversation online!  No, that was not sarcastic.  Now I have something to look forward to.  I am planning to wake up early tomorrow, studying, doing laundry and studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night, Dudu Fisher is giving a concert here.  My friend has an extra ticket (they were free) and since my plans fell through, I am planning to go.  I didn't read the half of a book I was supposed to read for tomorrow's night class, but life is full of disappointments.  I DID go out and GET the book today.  Speaking of, I found out that I have to write a paper about a book that I haven't read yet.  Oh.  Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I want to write about for now.  I need out.  I need DJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116167445370744525?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116167445370744525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116167445370744525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116167445370744525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116167445370744525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-ready-in-least-bit.html' title='Not Ready In The Least Bit'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116148795068743763</id><published>2006-10-21T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:32:30.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here It Comes...</title><content type='html'>Shabbos was great.  Restful and entertaining.  My cousin drove me back to the city and I got back just in time to help my roomate clean the room and for an apartment-mate to bring furniture from her house.  The apartment is starting to look a lot more homey.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, that does not change the fact that I am starting to STRESS ABOUT SCHOOL.  I have a midterm on Tuesday and it's in a class that I just joined.  Which means, I don't know ANYTHING.  Great.  A girl in my apartment is in the class, so we will study together.  I don't know what to do about my Hebrew paper.  I left a message for my friend who supposedly read it.  If she doesn't get back to me, I am in mucho trouble.  UCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, this week will hopefully go by quickly.  Pray for me, Argentina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116148795068743763?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116148795068743763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116148795068743763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116148795068743763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116148795068743763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-it-comes.html' title='Here It Comes...'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116135911063305429</id><published>2006-10-20T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:45:10.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>Last night, Kaila and I went with a bunch of friends to see The Departed.   If you like lots of killing, go see it.  I spent most of the movie throwing my hands over my face.  But, it was fun.  We hung out afterwards then came back to the apartment.  Now I should really be getting ready to leave since I told my cousin I was leaving here at 1 and I haven't packed  yet.  Man, I have so much work to do for next week.  Oh, and speaking of haircuts, I got one last night.  Don't worry, she didn't take any length off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, have a great Shabbos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116135911063305429?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116135911063305429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116135911063305429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116135911063305429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116135911063305429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116128840712051648</id><published>2006-10-19T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T16:29:12.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO!</title><content type='html'>I brought my computer in!  The woman at the desk was so sweet and understanding.  We shall see what happens.  Tune in next week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116128840712051648?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116128840712051648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116128840712051648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116128840712051648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116128840712051648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116123454423129813</id><published>2006-10-19T01:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:09:04.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night Out (Take 2)</title><content type='html'>Tonight was AWESOME!  I had such a great time.  I love Kennedy.  She's awesome!  And I got her number!  Pictures will come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I think I am finally taking my computer in tomorrow.  I hope DJ remembers to bring it to work.  We shall see how that goes.  Then I am hanging out with Nili at some point.  Maybe I will go to a movie afterwards...who knows?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to my cousins's house for Shabbos.  I am really excited about that.  They're awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough for now.  Night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116123454423129813?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116123454423129813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116123454423129813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116123454423129813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116123454423129813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/girls-night-out-take-2.html' title='Girls Night Out (Take 2)'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116114979533582199</id><published>2006-10-18T01:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:36:35.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Should Be Sleeping</title><content type='html'>I have fieldwork in 7 hours, but here I am anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was AWESOME!  I had class until 7, ran back to my apartment (in the rain), got ready and hopped on a train to Brooklyn.  I had a great time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night is Girls Night Out at Makor. I am SO EXCITED!  I'm bringing the perfume!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, day over.  Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116114979533582199?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116114979533582199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116114979533582199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116114979533582199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116114979533582199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-should-be-sleeping.html' title='I Should Be Sleeping'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116109104473937441</id><published>2006-10-17T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T09:18:31.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Difference</title><content type='html'>The second days were amazing.  I made a lot of new friends and we really spiced up the holiday!  We ate, danced, ate, ate, sang, ate and danced.  It was a really good time.  (Much different than our usual Simchas Torah experience, hence the title of the post.)  I got a ride back to New York afterwards.  Yesterday, I went to Devora's office and then to her apartment then came back here.  I went to a friend's dorm to get the out of print book I was supposed to read for today and started reading it last night.  Eh.  I have to go to a wedding right after school, then I have homework due tomorrow.  It's going to be crazy.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, that's the news for now.  Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116109104473937441?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116109104473937441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116109104473937441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116109104473937441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116109104473937441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-difference.html' title='What A Difference'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116070508379346760</id><published>2006-10-12T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T22:04:44.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Decided...</title><content type='html'>So, this week has made me POSITIVE that I want to teach preschool.  I am thinking of working in the Yeshiva in the preschool in the morning and then elementary in the afternoon.  I should get some elementary in there since it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; my major.  I have been teaching pre-kindergarten for the last several days and I really like it.  I can be my crazy self and the kids still listen to me.  It's awesome.  My mother taught pre-kindergarten for over 2 decades, so I guess it's in the blood.  If you had asked me what I wanted to do last year, this would not have been my answer, but now that I have decided, I am really excited!  Now all I need is to graduate.  Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited about Simchas Torah.  That's how it should be! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great Yom Tov!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116070508379346760?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116070508379346760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116070508379346760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116070508379346760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116070508379346760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-have-decided.html' title='I Have Decided...'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116062768832246656</id><published>2006-10-12T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T00:34:48.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited?</title><content type='html'>I am not going to CT for Simchas Torah.  It's okay.  I am going to my aunt's house and it's going to be a PARTY!  My cousin is bringing 20 friends and Torah Tours is going to be there.  INSANE!  I'm pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's stuff going on, but it's all reruns.  Drama, drama, drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends.  I don't want to go back to school though.  I am not ready for midterms.  At all.  Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Substituting is going really well.  I really should have gone for early education.  If I end up in Boston to teach, then I want to work in the Yeshiva and work in a preschool class.  Maybe I would do elementary in the afternoon...I don't know.  I'll have to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Cambridge with 2 friends after work today. I got a new skirt and a replacement Shabbos shirt.  It was fun.  Then I went to Rami's with one of the girls (newly engaged!) and she took my Hebrew story to read so she can help me summarize it.  THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, my mother wanted the translation for one of the songs on the Dnepropetrovsk Boys Choir CD, so I called Malka and asked her.  Then I asked her for the transliteration of the song and my mother and I sang it in the kitchen.  It was really funny.  I would sing it on the blog, but then there's the whole issue of Kol Isha, so I will spare all of you Y chromosomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the news for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116062768832246656?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116062768832246656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116062768832246656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116062768832246656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116062768832246656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/excited.html' title='Excited?'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116045584360281213</id><published>2006-10-10T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:50:43.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Up</title><content type='html'>Yom Tov was lots of fun.  Had its moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ today went well.  About 25 kids showed up.  Tonight, my rents, little bro and I went to the Dnepropetrovsk Jewish Boys Choir concert to benefit our shul.  It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subbing is fun.  I love it.  I have been doing preschool since the end of last week and today the boss asked if I would want to do third grade tomorrow.   DUH!  I'm excited.  I subbed for the same teacher last year in June, so I know her drill.  Since it's chol hamoed, she doesn't have the kids do any writing, so it's pretty easy.  After work I hope to go downtown with Malka.  I love that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I should get to bed now.  GOOD NIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116045584360281213?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116045584360281213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116045584360281213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116045584360281213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116045584360281213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/catch-up.html' title='Catch Up'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116011116875514785</id><published>2006-10-06T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T01:06:08.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooooooo Tired</title><content type='html'>I am so tired.  Man oh man.  I baked a lot of challah tonight.  The last batch is in the oven.  I doubled the recipe, then decided to make another batch.  I am so tired.  Have I mentioned that already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I am very excited for the holiday.  It's annoying because I know I am supposed to be reading books for school, but one of them is out of print, and the other one...well...I haven't gotten it yet.  Oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subbing is going really well.  I worked with my mommy today.  I think we heard about 3,563 comments about being a mother-daughter team.  I'm not complaining, but I am not a fan of reruns.  Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH!  I'M TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty night night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably get to post tomorrow.  If not, then have a chag kasher ve'sameach!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116011116875514785?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116011116875514785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116011116875514785&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116011116875514785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116011116875514785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/soooooooo-tired.html' title='Soooooooo Tired'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-116001791109328731</id><published>2006-10-04T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:11:51.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY JOB!</title><content type='html'>So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another vacation means another dose of substituting.  I LOVE IT!  I got to see all my camp kids again.  Sigh...Can't wait for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after work, my mommy and I ran some errands.  We went to Payless and I bought a pair of brown heels.  Then I found them in black and got those, too.  I wore the brown ones around the house.  I told my mother that I think one of my feet is smaller than the other and she said I have always had that problem.  Oh.  I hope my toes shrink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I spoke to my little nephew today.  He kept saying, "Auntie Hinda!"  Well, it was more like "Auntie Heeda!", but that doesn't mean that I didn't cry about it!  I can't wait to see those little munchkins! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...not too much else going on.  Just here taking a break from working in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-116001791109328731?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/116001791109328731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=116001791109328731&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116001791109328731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/116001791109328731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-my-job.html' title='I LOVE MY JOB!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115985140394558616</id><published>2006-10-03T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T00:59:49.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome YKX@KJ</title><content type='html'>That is the word for the Yom Kippur I experienced this year.  The services were awesome, the turnout was awesome, and being with Devora was awesome.  Today, I left shul for 2.5 hours to run a kid's group across the street.  That was awesome, too.  It was great to actually understand what I was reading.  George Rohr is my hero.  Highly recommended.  He led the services along with Rabbi Weinstock.  I can't wait to go back to KJ for a beginner's Shabbos service.  It's really amazing and...well...awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am supposed to be going home tomorrow.  I am not sure if I am getting a ride or taking a bus.  I guess I'll find out soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for a great YKX, Devora!  I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115985140394558616?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115985140394558616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115985140394558616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115985140394558616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115985140394558616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/awesome-ykxkj.html' title='Awesome YKX@KJ'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115968530688991373</id><published>2006-10-01T02:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T02:48:26.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Erev Yom Kippur</title><content type='html'>Shabbos was great.  I love being at Devora's.  The meals were small and fun.  Right after Shabbos, we headed to Devora's office to stuff 200 more Yom Kippur folders.  There are going to be 750+ people at the beginner's services.  It's going to be awesome.  I can't wait to actually LEARN something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I am still awake...and I can't believe that DEVORA is still awake.  She has to be at work at 7am.  I am sleeping in.  I will head to her office at some point.  Once I go, I am staying until after Yom Kippur.  I am not ready for Yom Kippur.  That was one good thing about seminary...you were always prepared.  One would think that going to a Jewish college would help in this department...but, no.  Devora said it will be awesome though.  I'm excited I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to plan an event with someone that will be 2 weeks from now.  We were supposed to meet after the meeting I went home for, but we DIDN'T.  Now, I don't know what is going on.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am still trying to figure out what I am doing for the second days.  I hope to go hang with my NCSYers.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has an easy and meaningful fast and may you all have a g'mar chasima tovah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115968530688991373?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115968530688991373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115968530688991373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115968530688991373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115968530688991373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/10/erev-yom-kippur.html' title='Erev Yom Kippur'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115942181856371528</id><published>2006-09-28T01:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T09:57:56.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Least I Got To See My Family</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the meeting I went home for was nothing that I should have gone home for.  Enough said.  I got to see Malka though.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my psych paper proposal not too long ago.  Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head back in 5 hours.  Man oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a night.  I'm ready for it to be over.  Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115942181856371528?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115942181856371528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115942181856371528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115942181856371528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115942181856371528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/at-least-i-got-to-see-my-family.html' title='At Least I Got To See My Family'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115933794843816973</id><published>2006-09-27T02:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T02:19:08.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>Today was a long day.  Not necessarily a bad one though.  I had a backache all day, probably because I shlepped my suitcase all over the place downtown in Boston yesterday.  Eh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I hung out with Nili today after I did some errands around town.  We ended up going uptown to eat, then I stayed up there and worked with Miriam while Nili went to class.  We went back on the 11:45 shuttle and I got my papers from someone then I came back to the apartment.  I should go to sleep because I have fieldwork tomorrow morning.  I am going by myself because Perica went on Monday.  It should be fine.  I'll go earlier and leave earlier.  Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day tomorrow.  Party.  I have to write a psychology paper proposal for Thursday.  I think I am going to write my paper on identity formation.  We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, night night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and all you anonymous posters annoy me.  Leave your name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115933794843816973?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115933794843816973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115933794843816973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115933794843816973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115933794843816973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-day_115933794843816973.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115915807981550268</id><published>2006-09-25T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T00:21:19.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE NILI!</title><content type='html'>Nili, you saved my life...again.  You rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosh Hashanah was great.  I can't wait to work on stuff.  Yeah, stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to NY tomorrow.  I left Kaila upstairs watching a movie while I came downstairs to talk to Nili and get my laundry out.  I'll check on her in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much work to do this week.  I hope to do that.  Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115915807981550268?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115915807981550268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115915807981550268&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115915807981550268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115915807981550268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-nili.html' title='I LOVE NILI!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115895611492925374</id><published>2006-09-22T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T16:15:14.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brand New Year</title><content type='html'>I want to take this opportunity to wish all of my loyal (and not so loyal) blog readers a Ksiva V'Chasima Tovah (May you be written and sealed for only good things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who I have hurt this year whether I knew about it or not, I am sorry.  I hope you can forgive me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things that I am going to work on this year.  Even though I plan to take on a lot, I know my friends are there for me to help me grow.  You guys are really the best.  I have been through a lot of stuff this year, and knowing that you are there for me really helped me through it. I hope our friendships continue to grow and that we grow along with it.  Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all have a year of many accomplishments and blessings and may our families know only good things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Hinda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115895611492925374?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115895611492925374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115895611492925374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115895611492925374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115895611492925374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/brand-new-year.html' title='A Brand New Year'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115873609412284506</id><published>2006-09-20T03:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T03:08:14.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Old Times</title><content type='html'>Education Paper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Started:  1:35am&lt;br /&gt;Time Finished:  2:45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to be back!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an Israel rally tomorrow at noon.  The Iranian @%$%^$^* is addressing the UN about his hope to wipe out Israel and we will be rallying out front.  Two of my classes were cancelled for it.  I am so excited to finally be involved in something!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115873609412284506?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115873609412284506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115873609412284506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115873609412284506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115873609412284506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/like-old-times.html' title='Like Old Times'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115867690609216339</id><published>2006-09-19T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:41:46.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Woke Up An Hour Earlier Than My Alarm</title><content type='html'>I don't know why either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I wrote some of a story about high school for tonight's class last night.  I'm not 100% sure what she wanted, but whatever.  I was supposed to write a 1-2 page paper on what I hope to get out of my new psych class, but CLASS IS CANCELLED!   In other words, I can do it tomorrow night.  Class being cancelled means that I could technically go to dance class, but I think I might just take a nap.  I have to write a big paper tonight and I didn't get the books for the reading yet.  It's a pretty fluffy class, so I'll be able to swing it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAILA is coming home with me for New Years!  I am so excited!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot I just sneezed a lot.  I guess my lack of sleep cold thing is coming back.  Shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I have class at 12 and nothing to do until then.  Well, I could do some stuff, but I don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115867690609216339?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115867690609216339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115867690609216339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115867690609216339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115867690609216339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-woke-up-hour-earlier-than-my-alarm.html' title='I Woke Up An Hour Earlier Than My Alarm'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115855872980355358</id><published>2006-09-18T01:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T01:52:09.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Should Be Sleeping</title><content type='html'>You'd think that after I started getting sick from not sleeping well, I would be sleeping at 1:30am...nah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fieldwork in the morning, class until 2:40, then I hope to take a nap, do my work, and go to the gym.  We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbos was nice.  Got to sleep a lot.  Hillel's bar mitzvah was great.  I love that kid.  I came back on a 10am bus instead of an 11:30 like I had originally planned.  There was another party for Hillel at 10:30, so it just made sense to leave at 10.  I came back and went to Circa, CVS and Starbucks with Kaila.  She's awesome.  Then I chilled around the 34th Street area with some friends.  Later, I went to do Music homework with a friend in the class. The teacher said that we can work together as long as we put both names on the paper.  We had to choose 5 songs from his selections and determine whether they are in major or minor key.  It was fun making it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been procrastinating about the rest of my work for a while now.  I have taken over Kaila's computer.  I need to get mine fixed.  I really do.  I think I might just take it to someone who works near the repair place.  I NEED A COMPUTER!  Yes, NEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to think about going to sleep now.  Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115855872980355358?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115855872980355358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115855872980355358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115855872980355358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115855872980355358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-should-be-sleeping.html' title='I Should Be Sleeping'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115828645637135965</id><published>2006-09-14T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:14:16.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Classes</title><content type='html'>The new classes went alright.  Psych will be a lot of work, but the teacher said that we can meet to make myself a schedule for me to make up the work since I missed some stuff.  Tonight, Princess, Daniella, Rachel and I went out on the town.  We went to Macy's and I got some cool jewelry and made a new friend.  I saved more that twice as much as I spent.  It was awesome!  Yes, some of the jewelry was green.  After that, we walked through Times Square and it started raining.  Then we went to Brookdale, I got money someone owed me, then I came back to my apartment.  I need to get out.  I might go somewhere soon.  Not sure yet.  I still have to pack to go home.  I'll do that later.  Maybe I'll go get some caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all the news for now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115828645637135965?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115828645637135965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115828645637135965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115828645637135965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115828645637135965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-classes.html' title='New Classes'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115817618502021860</id><published>2006-09-13T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T15:36:25.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An E-mail from the President of YU</title><content type='html'>To the YU Community:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am thrilled to announce that our trustee and past chairman, Ronald P. Stanton has announced a donation of $100 million to Yeshiva University. His gift today is an affirmation both magnificent and munificent.  It is the largest single gift ever in North America in support of Jewish education and Jewish life. The gift is unprecedented in its generosity, in its foresight and in its implications for our institution, our larger Jewish community and our world. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At its most fundamental level, the Ronald P. Stanton Legacy will supply seed money for the University’s growth initiatives. It will provide the means to expeditiously pursue projects, acquisitions and programs to further enhance the quality of our undergraduate and Jewish education through facilities acquisition and renovation, supporting faculty research, and the recruitment and retention of top-quality faculty across the various disciplines.  Ron’s gift ensures that Yeshiva University solidifies its position as one of America’s ‘top-tier’ research universities, while also maintaining its unique identity as a place where excellence in liberal arts and sciences is pursued hand-in-hand with the timeless teachings of Torah, and where wisdom is brought to life through a value-centered education that fosters a heightened sense of advocacy and responsibility to the betterment of humanity&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This unique philanthropic revolving fund demonstrates his commitment to Yeshiva University’s distinctive mission, his endorsement of our strategic direction and his unshakable faith that others will follow in his footsteps. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We are humbled.  We are honored. We are grateful beyond words.  And we are excited by the opportunities ahead.  These opportunities might once have remained dreams but now, thanks to Ron, they can become concrete reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed, &lt;br /&gt;Richard M. Joel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor's Notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLARS?!?!!?!?!?!  Whoa.  Now I wonder if this means that they still plan to raise tuition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, today was uneventful.  Tomorrow I join two new classes.  DAVIDAH IS IN THE ONE I DIDN'T THINK I KNEW ANYONE IN!  I am so excited.  She told me that they have to write a 7 page paper, but whatever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomate is hopefully coming home with me for Shabbos.  I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too much going on really.  Other than the fact that I feel SO much better about school stuff.  No, that doesn't mean that I love school now, but people have noticed my change of mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115817618502021860?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115817618502021860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115817618502021860&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115817618502021860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115817618502021860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/e-mail-from-president-of-yu.html' title='An E-mail from the President of YU'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115811356117800483</id><published>2006-09-12T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T22:12:41.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Dance Class :-(</title><content type='html'>That's right everyone.  I am out of my favorite class.  No more Dancing with Dassie.  It makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...THERE IS A SILVER LINING!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with the head of the education department today.  She saw how overwhelmed I was.  I told her my psychology situation and some other things, so she called one of the academic advisors.  Eventually, she said into the phone, "Can we come down there?"  So, the head of the department took me down to the office.  She had to leave so I was left with the advisor.  She made it clear cut and it was a big relief for me.  I won't go into all the details (because, frankly, I don't remember them), but this is what I have so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am switching around my schedule this semester to fill as many requirements as possible (including the psych I was not allowed to take-with a different teacher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to take a few courses this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't take all the courses I need to in the summer, then I can take one course in the fall while I am teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get exempted from a Jewish History requirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to sign up for a 2.5 hour class, but it's with a good teacher and it's for education, so I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN ALL, I can march in graduation in May.  I just won't have a degree yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advisor told me that she is doing things unofficially to help me.  I got nervous at plenty of points in the two meetings that we had (she had called me again to change more things and I had to go back to meet with her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have homework then I really need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazel tov on my future graduation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115811356117800483?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115811356117800483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115811356117800483&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115811356117800483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115811356117800483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-more-dance-class.html' title='No More Dance Class :-('/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115800924269455924</id><published>2006-09-11T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:14:02.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Fieldwork</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I chilled with my little brother.  It was lots of fun.  I took him to Times Square and to a YU/Stern event.  It was funny.  Then we had dinner and he headed home (with my parents of course).  Later, I went uptown to get stuff that I forgot at Devora's, then I hung out with Nili.  It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was up extra early to go to fieldwork.  I went to PS 41 and was assigned to a second grade classroom with a male teacher.  He is amazing.  Really.  I got some good notes.  I can't wait to go back. The kids are so cute!  In the morning, there was a moment of silence.  I don't think the kids fully understood, but it was nice to see them all show respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there is a blood drive at school.  I look forward to them. After I give blood (last time, my iron was too low, so I pray that that doesn't happen again), I am going to a program that school is having for September 11.  I don't know what I am doing after that...I should probably do my literature homework.  I actually read the book.  I know...crazy.  Okay, so I skimmed a lot of it, but I did follow class discussion.  WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115800924269455924?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115800924269455924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115800924269455924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115800924269455924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115800924269455924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-day-of-fieldwork.html' title='First Day of Fieldwork'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115785665654430425</id><published>2006-09-09T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:50:56.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post For Nili</title><content type='html'>This post is in honor of Nili.  We are having a girls night at DJ's right now.  Chocolate, ice cream (we haven't broken it out yet) and beverages.  Nili, you're awesome.  REALLY AWESOME.  I can't wait to hang at your apartment again...when you're there.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbos was really nice.  We chilled.  Devora, Darisa and I went to Mike and Laura's for Friday night and stayed in for lunch.  Then we all passed out in the living room for a couple of hours.  Lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hang out with my little brother tomorrow.  I am still not sure exactly what we are doing, but I am still excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to head back soon.  I can't wait to get into bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115785665654430425?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115785665654430425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115785665654430425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115785665654430425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115785665654430425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/post-for-nili.html' title='A Post For Nili'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115769288515664395</id><published>2006-09-08T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T01:21:25.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill, Chill?</title><content type='html'>Hey anonymous...if you're going to leave me a comment like that, DON'T.  I am not interested in hearing you tell me to chill.  Walk in my shoes for a day.  Uch.  If you want to encourage me to chill, leave your name.  Coward.  Yeah that's right.  I went there.  And I'm not going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went shoe shopping with Princess Perica.  I love hanging out with her.  I bought a replacement pair of Naot and the Rocketdogs that Miriam wanted to go with my suit.  Ha.  I am not going to wear them with the suit, but they're fun to wear with the skirt part.  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Best Buy with a buddy today.  They pretty much told me (after we were there for an hour) that they couldn't really do anything because I didn't get a service plan with them, so I am going to the repair place in the city tomorrow to see what they can do.  I WANT A NEW COMPUTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went bowling as a YU/Stern event.  It was fun.  I got to hang out with people.  Duh.  I even bowled for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I had 2 cups of coffee when I had nothing in my system.  Yeah, that's right.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my date with my brother on Sunday.  I miss him.  My parents are coming in to look at halls with my brother and his fiancee, so I get to play with little one!  We're attacking the city.  It's going to be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a meeting with the head of the education department.  She had wanted me to call her and have a meeting over the phone, but I told her that I would much rather meet in person.  I want to show her my transcript and stuff.  We shall see how that goes.  If it goes well, then I will have one really huge boulder taken off my shoulder.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog post proves that I had 2 cups of coffee.  ADD, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Devora's for Shabbos to just chill.  I am so excited.  I LOVE YOU, DJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I need to get food for one of my teachers from seminary's (she was only my teacher for a few weeks) mother.  She is staying in a hotel and I told her I would bring her some food for Shabbos.  Yeah, mitzvah girl RIGHT HERE.  *pat on the back*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115769288515664395?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115769288515664395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115769288515664395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115769288515664395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115769288515664395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/chill-chill.html' title='Chill, Chill?'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115749509608292584</id><published>2006-09-05T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T18:24:56.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still In A Bad Mood</title><content type='html'>I am still upset, but someone just told me that I have the right to be.  Good to know.  Doesn't make me feel any better, but what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Best Buy on Thursday.  I don't know what to do for Shabbos.  I would stay in, but I'm not 100% sure that I want to do that.  I need out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just joined the gym in my building for a month.  After the holidays, I am going to join for the rest of the semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much work to do.  I am going out with a friend for a little bit, working out, doing my homework, then helping a friend write a paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep amoung a few other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is one of those bad mood posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115749509608292584?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115749509608292584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115749509608292584&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115749509608292584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115749509608292584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/still-in-bad-mood.html' title='Still In A Bad Mood'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115743057972599619</id><published>2006-09-05T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:29:39.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>I'm back in NY.  My night was going just fine until someone told me something.  I know it's annoying that I am being all mysterious, but it's just not important.  Everything is starting to annoy me.  I hate school a lot, it's getting pretty bad.  No one is helping me even though it is their job to.  People suck.  It's nice to have people to talk to that understand, but it doesn't help me.  There is one thing I need to make me feel better and I just don't have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.  That's all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to skip my 9am class.  I can't do this anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to be all dramatic, but UCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115743057972599619?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115743057972599619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115743057972599619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115743057972599619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115743057972599619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115734852448628715</id><published>2006-09-04T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T01:42:04.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Success!</title><content type='html'>The cruise was great!  Fifty one kids from Boston, Providence and Connecticut came in the rain.  The weather didn't damper our mood!  The kids had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cruise, DAC and I went to Target for the second time today and I finished up my gift card.  WOOHOO!  I bought a suit.  I bought the skirt in the morning and the jacket during the second trip.  It's brown.  I'll need to spice it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started packing and my excuse for being up so late was that I was waiting for my laundry, but it is definitely done by now.  I should go to sleep.  I was going to take a 3pm bus, but I think Zehava and I are taking the 12pm.  I have some work to do when I get back.  I think I am going to join the gym in my building.  Most of my apartment joined, so it should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115734852448628715?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115734852448628715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115734852448628715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115734852448628715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115734852448628715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/success.html' title='Success!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115725828906892992</id><published>2006-09-03T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T00:38:09.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising in the Rain?</title><content type='html'>So, it's drizzling now.  I am hoping that it won't be raining for the cruise tomorrow.  I checked weather.com and it said that it's supposed to stop raining in the morning and be 74 degrees.  I hope they're right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbos was really nice.  I slept through most of it, but the parts that I didn't sleep through were really nice.  After Shabbos, DAC and I got take out from Taam China and ate it in her apartment.  It was fun!  Tomorrow morning we are going out for breakfast, then she's going to take me to the train station later so I could pick up the kids coming from Rhode Island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow is a success.  I still haven't given Rabbi Miller a calendar of events I want to run.  He e-mailed me asking me if I wanted to run a Sukkos BBQ at Young Israel, and I told him that I would if someone else did it with me.  He didn't really help too much with the Shabbaton until last minute, so I need to make sure.  I need a job this year, but not if it's going to be too stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great Shabbos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115725828906892992?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115725828906892992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115725828906892992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115725828906892992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115725828906892992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/cruising-in-rain.html' title='Cruising in the Rain?'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115714643082071898</id><published>2006-09-01T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T17:33:53.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As Is Hinda's Blog Tradition...Collages!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Slide1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/1600/Collage.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="250" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Collage.1.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...What a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a restful and RECOVERY-FUL (ahem, DJ) Shabbos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115714643082071898?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115714643082071898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115714643082071898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115714643082071898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115714643082071898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-is-hindas-blog-traditioncollages.html' title='As Is Hinda&apos;s Blog Tradition...Collages!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115709155860815075</id><published>2006-09-01T02:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T02:29:10.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME Night!</title><content type='html'>So after a day of feeling blah, I went to Makor for Girl's Night Out.  It was SO MUCH FUN!  (Pictures will come soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Makor and the waitress was awesome.  Her name is Kennedy and she is the best.  Don't tell the other waitresses that I said that.  DJ, Nili, Georgia, Lanners, Amara, Tiff, Brooke, Eli and I had a great time.  I wasn't planning on going to the movie that the others were going to after dinner, but they didn't end up going anyway.  We went to Barnes and Noble instead and got some books.  I bought a book called "You Are Special" by Max Lucado.  It is such a beautiful book.  Thank you, Devora and Shimmy!  After B&amp;N, Tiff, Brooke and I headed back to midtown.  Then I started backing up my computer files.  I emailed myself the pictures that I didn't think were on the computer at my house and a few documents.  I wanted to save my music, but I got too frustrated, so I didn't.  Big thank you to Erica for lending me her computer charger!  It saved me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I need to finish packing because I am leaving in 4 hours.  HAHAHA!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and good Shabbos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115709155860815075?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115709155860815075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115709155860815075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115709155860815075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115709155860815075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/09/awesome-night.html' title='AWESOME Night!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115704682982869279</id><published>2006-08-31T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T13:53:49.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Found It!</title><content type='html'>I found the camera charger!  And the room looks cleaner.  The charger wasn't even in here.  It was in the drawer of my dresser which is in the living room.  Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you would all like to know so you can sleep well tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115704682982869279?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115704682982869279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115704682982869279&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115704682982869279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115704682982869279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/found-it.html' title='Found It!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115704324341924862</id><published>2006-08-31T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T12:54:03.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral of the Story:  Electronics Don't Like Me</title><content type='html'>Last night, due to a crazy adventure at Nili's house, I didn't get back to my aparment until really late.  This morning, I woke up feeling blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to get my computer replaced today, but I was told that I have to back up all my files.  The suggestion was to e-mail them all to myself.  The only problem is, my computer cord doesn't work anymore (I used to be able to twist it around to make it work) so it has about 5 minutes of life left.  I am going to ask Erica if she has the same one.  I thought a girl in my aparment had the same one, but, guess what?  It didn't fit.  Uch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I can't find my camera charger...AGAIN.  I am going to finish cleaning my room in the hopes that I remember where I put it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I am going to the dinner part of Girl's Night Out.  I can't sit through a movie too.  I have to pack.  Thank G-d, Zehava is going home this weekend too.  My roomie Kaila might come!  Devora isn't coming because she is sick.  FEEL BETTER, LAMAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to looking for my camera charger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115704324341924862?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115704324341924862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115704324341924862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115704324341924862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115704324341924862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/moral-of-story-electronics-dont-like.html' title='Moral of the Story:  Electronics Don&apos;t Like Me'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115698788675287829</id><published>2006-08-30T21:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:31:26.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>I went to the UWS this morning to get a copy of Nili's apartment so I can chill there today while she wasn't home.  I left the apartment for a minute and when I came back, I couldn't get into the apartment.  The key just wasn't working.  Thank G-d I had my Metro card in my ID holder, so I was able to get back to my apartment.  I came back and used other people's phones to call Nili.  I apologized up and down and side to side, and she forbade me from apologizing anymore.  I am meeting her at the train station later tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't feeling too great this morning.  I walked into my first class late and the head of the ed department was speaking to our class about the senior year and how important it is blah, blah.  Then she started talking about graduation and I kept making faces at Erica and shaking my head.  Then tears started falling down my face (I wasn't actually crying) and the head of the department told me to e-mail her.  I need to talk to someone who knows stuff.  I need her to HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got a new phone.  Well, it's really my roomate's old phone, but I activated it to be my number.  That's in Nili's apartment too.  GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all the news for now.  I am sure that I am missing out on telling you stuff, but you'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to go to Best Buy with someone tomorrow to get my computer replaced.  WISH ME LUCK!  Then it's time for Girl's Night Out!  WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ, COME FOR SHABBOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115698788675287829?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115698788675287829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115698788675287829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115698788675287829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115698788675287829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-day_30.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115698779767716940</id><published>2006-08-30T21:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:29:57.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>I went to the UWS this morning to get a copy of Nili's apartment so I can chill there today while she wasn't home.  I left the apartment for a minute and when I came back, I couldn't get into the apartment.  The key just wasn't working.  Thank G-d I had my Metro card in my ID holder, so I was able to get back to my apartment.  I came back and used other people's phones to call Nili.  I apologized up and down and side to side, and she forbade me from apologizing anymore.  I am meeting her at the train station later tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't feeling too great this morning.  I walked into my first class late and the head of the ed department was speaking to our class about the senior year and how important it is blah, blah.  Then she started talking about graduation and I kept making faces at Erica and shaking my head.  Then tears started falling down my face (I wasn't actually crying) and the head of the department told me to e-mail her.  I need to talk to someone who knows stuff.  I need her to HELP ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got a new phone.  Well, it's really my roomate's old phone, but I activated it to be my number.  That's in Nili's apartment too.  GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all the news for now.  I am sure that I am missing out on telling you stuff, but you'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to go to Best Buy with someone tomorrow to get my computer replaced.  WISH ME LUCK!  Then it's time for Girl's Night Out!  WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ, COME FOR SHABBOS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115698779767716940?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115698779767716940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115698779767716940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115698779767716940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115698779767716940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/long-day.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115683115470973560</id><published>2006-08-29T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T01:59:14.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, What Do You Know?</title><content type='html'>After a very frustrating apartment meeting tonight, Kaila and I have ended up back in the room that I had moved into when I first got here.  It doesn't solve the problem of being on the 27th floor, but it will do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped DJ out at her office today.  Labelling, labelling, and labelling.  Then I bought a book that I needed (for $3.22, thank you very much).  DJ said that it's a really bad book, so yippee.  I have to read parts of it for tomorrow.  Oops.  I'll start reading it online.  We'll call it a bedtime story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I need to get a new phone since mine officially stopped working tonight.  People can call me, they can hear me, but I can't hear them.  It's great.  AND, my computer cord doesn't charge my computer.  We're doing well here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the kvetching I have for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115683115470973560?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115683115470973560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115683115470973560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115683115470973560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115683115470973560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-what-do-you-know.html' title='Well, What Do You Know?'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115674612097706153</id><published>2006-08-28T02:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T02:22:00.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures are Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://http://onlysimchas.com/galleries/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewgallery&amp;SimchaID=54060&amp;amp;galleryid=34322&amp;simchatypeid=0"&gt;Yitz and Sorah Rivka's l'chaim pictures are now up!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home from Boston at about 12:30am.  I chilled with Kaila for a little while.  My computer cord wasn't working, so I got really annoyed, but then I moved into my bedroom and plugged it in here.  It works!  I am hoping to go to Best Buy this week to replace my computer.  I was directed to go to a certain one where they are known to be friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabbos was really nice.  Chilled with DJ, (D, I am still really sorry), her neighbors and some other people.  My aunt picked me up after Shabbos and we drove to Worcester.  We stayed there overnight, then made our way to Boston.  I had all the paper goods (my parents left them in my apartment by accident).  The l'chaim was really nice.  Lots of people came, and I was so happy!  They are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we don't have fieldwork placements yet, there is no class tomorrow morning which means that I start at 12 and only have 2 classes!  WOOHOO!  And I actually like the classes!  Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so I never shared my latest "I Love Stern" story:&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I was supposed to have my Psych Lifespan class.  The psych department had recently made a rule that if you had taken Psych Child, you can't take Psych Lifespan, but Erica and I had gotten special permission to take it.  Before the class started, the teacher said, "Let me start off by saying that if you have taken Child with me already, you can not take this course."  Erica and I didn't think that referred to us since we got special permission.  Erica went over to ask her, and the teacher said she couldn't take the class, so she left.  Miriam and Erica tried to convince me that I was an exception, but I wanted to leave.  When the teacher was handing out papers, she came over to me and said, "Hinda, come talk to me after class."  So, I said, "Am I allowed to be taking this class?"  She said no, so I said, "Well, they said I could if I was making up a class."  So she said, "Well you'll have to do it with another professor." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really mad.  Two academic advisors had told me that I could take this course.  The worst thing was that she had asked me to see her after class.  Had I sat there and wasted an hour of my life, &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; gone over to her so she could tell me that I couldn't take the class, I would have been even angrier than I am now.  I told my father about it today, and he said that he is still willing to come down here for a day and straighten everything out.  I think I am going to ask him to do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am going to sleep now.  I hope everyone had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115674612097706153?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115674612097706153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115674612097706153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115674612097706153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115674612097706153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/pictures-are-up.html' title='Pictures are Up!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115651077227103285</id><published>2006-08-25T08:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T09:07:52.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mazel Tov!</title><content type='html'>As of 2am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YITZ IS ENGAGED!&lt;/span&gt; He came in for the night last night and got engaged (as my mother told me at 8:45am)!  WOOHOO! I had sent him a text from AIM at 1:30am saying "NU???" And this morning I had a message from his phone saying "Mission accomplished." I'm glad he didn't back out because I had to shlep all the paper goods for the l'chaim to the Heights. I am getting a ride home with my aunt on Saturday night. The l'chaim is at my house on Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to who? He's engaged to Sorah Rivka Jacobowitz from Far Rockaway. MAZEL TOV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't quite 100% hit me that he's getting married. It hit me last week and now I am waiting for it to hit me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you go. MAZEL TOV!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115651077227103285?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115651077227103285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115651077227103285&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115651077227103285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115651077227103285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/mazel-tov.html' title='Mazel Tov!'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115648453911550414</id><published>2006-08-25T01:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T01:42:19.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Drama</title><content type='html'>So, the apartment drama has gone to a new level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, two girls from apartment 8F came up to look at our apartment set up. They saw mine and Kaila's room and said that it was the only thing that was different because they have a wall going across the living room making a nice sized room where our study space is. They suggested that we switch apartments with them because they have five girls in a space meant for six, and we have it the other way around. Kaila and I got really excited about it, but the other girl in the apartment said, "I saw the other apartment and I like this one better." Yeah, right. Davidah is on our side, B"H. We heart Davidah...a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since Kaila is the braver one in the relationship, she was the one who approached the others. One of them is away on vacation until next week. The other two are the ones who took over the room I had originally moved into. Now, here's the fun part. When Kaila asked the "grandmother girl (GG)" about it today, she said that she had looked at the apartment and would only agree to move if she could get the big room off the living room. Kaila (so proud) was not happy to hear this. When (If?) I start talking to her, I will tell her that she is being so selfish that I am getting sick. She said that she wants that room because of the sunlight. Okay, so every room has sunlight. Kaila stood strong and said, "So, you're saying that you want to shaft us again?" GG's roomate doesn't want to move because she doesn't want to move her stuff. Kaila told her that they could hire people to do it. Seriously. They are being so annoying about it. At least we are thinking of doing this now before we get too settled. We don't even have any furniture in the living room because the girl who bought it last year took it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting really frustrated. If they don't move, then there's going to be even more tension in our apartment than there is now. Kaila and I are living in a closet. Seriously. We aren't living like we're in an apartment. I just want to know why GG wants the living room room so badly. Well, I guess I can always move her stuff out if I don't want her to be there. Wait. Is that revenge? Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Hinda, change the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with Devora and Ed today. We got Devora a beautiful gown (I saw it somewhere and really wanted it) and found a top for it. It's BEAUTIFUL! Pictures coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pictures...The wedding was beautiful. Really beautiful. Here's a collection (as always):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3858/840/320/Collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am at Devora's now.  I should get to sleep.  She's actually letting me cook!  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great Shabbos!  I might have something to blog tomorrow...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115648453911550414?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115648453911550414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115648453911550414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115648453911550414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115648453911550414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-drama.html' title='More Drama'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115635986357127594</id><published>2006-08-23T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T15:04:23.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>The first day of school went really well.  Mondays and Wednesdays will be my good days.  This semester, I will be doing a lot of fieldwork in classrooms.  That should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment drama is still annoying me.  I just have trouble looking her in the face.  We had a small e-mail exchange this morning.  I presented my side (with help) and she wrote back.  It didn't make anything any better.  Eh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the wedding tonight!  I can't believe she is getting married.  I didn't make any shtick!  I should probably go to Staples now and get some materials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115635986357127594?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115635986357127594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115635986357127594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115635986357127594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115635986357127594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115622769655081726</id><published>2006-08-22T02:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T02:21:36.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Apahtment</title><content type='html'>The rest of the conference was alright.  There were two Rabbeim who spoke via sattelite (R' Noach Weinberg shlita and R' Mendel Weinbach shlita).  That was definitely the highlight of the day.  I took some good notes and felt like I have finally gotten some Judaism in my summer.  Yes, it's still summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to the apartment and Kaila was here.  We rearranged everything so now the former 1-bed bedroom has 2 beds in it, and we made a nice work space in the back of the living room.  We blocked it off with 2 big desks.  After that, I ran to the shuttle and went to Devora's. I got to see Ed and Matt.  That was awesome!  I went to Devora's and got my camera charger and got to chill with her!  I LOVE YOU!  I can't wait until Shabbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that school is starting.  GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so overtired.  Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115622769655081726?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115622769655081726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115622769655081726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115622769655081726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115622769655081726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-in-apahtment.html' title='Back in the Apahtment'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10712913.post-115614203561608294</id><published>2006-08-21T02:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T02:33:55.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>We started our road trip at about 7am.  We stopped at my grandparents' graves in Connecticut on the way.  I wasn't ready for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out in Frockaway while my parents met with some people and I got to see Adi and Aliza!  I can't believe Aliza is getting married!  I am so excited.  After that, we went to Amazing Savings and I got some stuff for my apartment.  Then my parents and I headed into the city and started moving me in.  I came in and saw that one room was already claimed.  All that was left was one bedroom with 2 beds, one bedroom with 1 bed and a bed in the living room.  I didn't know what to do.  I had a lot of stuff (2 college boxes on top of my luggage) and I wasn't sure whether to take the single room because I would feel bad doing that, and I didn't want to take the bed in the living room because I didn't want to get shafted, so I moved into the room with the 2 beds.  I unpacked everything and got ready to walk to Penn Station to meet Georgia.  We got the train and got to the hotel.  While I was here, one of the apartment-mates called me to ask me about the apartment and I told her that I moved into the room with the 2 beds, but I will move if I really have to.  Then her roomate called me but I ignored it because I knew she was calling to give me a hard time.  She finally left a message (after calling 10 times, from two different numbers) saying that she is moving in tomorrow morning and is moving all my stuff out of the room.  I got really mad.  Then a text came in saying the same thing.  I picked up when she called again (yes, again), and told her that it's not fair because she goes home all the time and Kaila (my roomate) and I didn't. (Kaila and I are the only out of towners.  The rest of them are from NY and NJ.)  She said, "Well, &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; grandmother is the one who got us the apartment!"  Then I got really mad and said, "Fine.", and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fuming.  I had just gotten to this conference and I was miserable already.  Thank G-d for Georgia...that's all I can say.  I ended up texting this girl back and forth from someone else's phone.  I told her that I don't want to stay in the apartment, especially if she is going to keep using the grandmother line and she told me that she won't use it all the time, but she will use it for the apartment.  She went on to say that I knew that she and her roomate were supposed to get the good room.  I wrote back saying, well I was going to leave a note saying that I would move if I had to.  She could have done it differently.  I was SO MAD.  Then I told her that all my stuff was unpacked (and I mean &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of my stuff) and she better not mess everything up.  And I told her that if she wants it this way, then she has to call Kaila to tell her that she's living in the living room.  We were so excited about sharing a room.  I was considering leaving the apartment and maybe going to Schottenstein (single rooms).  One of my friends told me to just squash it for Shalom Bayis (peace of the house) reasons.  I will squash it, but that doesn't mean that I can't be upset about it now.  I knew there would be issues if I lived with this girl.  I figured that since I like the other 4 girls a lot, then it would cancel out.  I guess there's still a chance, but this is not a good way to start the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be interesting.  I don't want to go back there tomorrow night.  I don't want to know what she will do to all my stuff.  I mean, I made the bed really nicely and everything.  I don't have anything to say to her.  Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do girls have to be so mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10712913-115614203561608294?l=hindak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/feeds/115614203561608294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10712913&amp;postID=115614203561608294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115614203561608294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10712913/posts/default/115614203561608294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hindak.blogspot.com/2006/08/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Hinda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159579228362889246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
