On the plane between Paris and Tel-Aviv

Same day, Different time

Hey Girls,

I’m back. How’d you sleep? I slept …really bad would be the right way to put it. Don’t ever try falling asleep on a plane. I kept on waking up every so often thinking that I had slept for at least an hour but then to glance at my watch and see that it was just a couple of minutes later. Worst flight of my life. I’m still on the plane now, we have 1 ½ hours left to go on this forsaken plane. Sorry for my negative attitude!

Moving on, by you guys now its five minutes to 7 a.m. almost time to get up and greet the new school day- which is going to be explicitly boring because I’m not there and because we all know that I’m the life of the party. Sorry people, the party has moved somewhere else for the next two weeks! (I know, I know, I’m so mean and rotten that you could smell my stink all the way from here. LOL!!!). the reason why I always mention the time of Montreal is because I haven’t yet changed the time on my watch, so every time I look at my watch now it’s not to tell the time here but rather see where you guys are at.

Oh, and before I forget to tell you, I DAVENED! Surprised? I know, so am I.

Anyway right now I’m writing in my notebook (and had to go back and correct my spelling since I spelled right with a “w” and write with an “r”. You can stop laughing!) since I don’t wanna take out my laptop and waste the battery until my uncle tells me what to do.

I managed to do half of my English homework while we were waiting in Paris. Surprised again? Maybe not, huh! Okay…well that’s it for now. I’ll se ya perhaps later today or tomorrow.

Think of me, (and don’t get too depressed!)

Love you all

MWAH, Chaya