zeh lo oto davar (it's not the same thing)

i am not sure i quite realized it at the time...or maybe i did and just didn't let it sink in, but when i left the kibbutz yesterday it was really the last time that it would be at all like it was. this past month when i've visited it's been sort of like it, i didn't have my own room, but at the same time, i was in a similar room (liz's) and most importantly, the main people that i associated with my life there were also present.

i'm sure it'll still be fun and nice to be back and visit Tzofit and Roie, and my old boss at work... but without Iris and Liz and Noa it's going to feel really odd i'm sure. and to not stay in one of the Ulpan rooms...and to see random people walking out of the rooms we used to live in... it'll just take some getting used to i think.

Friday night should be fun -- Iris and Liz and maybe Aviva are going to come into the city for Iris and Aviva's last hurrah in Israel. We'll maybe even meet up with the Mexicans from the Ulpan who will all be partying in the city as well. Basically we're just moving the Ma'agan Michael pub to a random bar/club in Tel Aviv...

work is going well still, i am starting to feel like i know what i'm doing and even though i have my moments of...ummm...shit? is this right? for the most part, i got it all under control. and even more than that, i feel like they trust me and give me free reign over the things i have to do, which feels really nice.

ok...more rambling some other time. ciao.