Tomorrow is registration day for the Israel Birthright trip, so I have to start brushing up on my Jewish-ness. I look more Jewish when I part my hair in the middle (apparently) and when I wear it wavy, so get ready to start seeing my former 8th grade resemblance to Anne Frank.
I'm going to have dinner with my full Jewish friend and hopeful Israel travel companion soon, and she's going to quiz me on my general Jew-ledge for the phone interview. I'm not saying I have to trick them entirely, my mom technically was Jewish until I was about 15, and her whole side of the family still remains to be the chosen people. So, choose me, birthright!
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