Then there was this really messed up part with a very cartoony looking dark-skinned angel. I kept on trying to jump up to reach the angel. Then at various points I was saying either "Ana Hashem, hoshea na" which comes from hallel, and "For your salvation do I long, Hashem, for your salvation!" which I think comes from tachanun. Really weird. Even weirder was that I was thinking about how I would really have to write about it in my journal when I would get a chance.
So this last weekend was a lot better than I thought it would be. I met Sandra's father and step-mother, and her father didn't seem to hate me at all. No, he even joked with me a little bit, and was quite friendly. Sandra had been worried for the last couple of months that I would meet him and he would immediately hate me, or what not. Fortunately, that does not seem to be the case.
On that note, Sandra is going to be meeting my family this next weekend. So much excitement to be had in one life! She's nervous about meeting them. I think that it will go quite nicely, and that all will be well. Everyone wants to meet her. There's quite a bit of anticipation.
Tomorrow, I have an interview at Ohr Somayach, the yeshiva in Monsey. I can't imagine why they wouldn't want me to attend. It's the right yeshiva for me right now. Then I can begin the Master's in Teaching, and that will be quite keen. Much keenness, so to speak.
