|I can't believe nobody has posted this yet...
||[Nov. 6th, 2005|09:41 pm]
You know you're from Tawonga when...
Summer is the best time of the year.
You are simultaniously thrilled and scared by the phrase overnight.
You understand what HAK WACO means.
You also know what HAK WANCO means.
You have blown out a fuse on the girls side bathroom, because it was only a half-hour until shabbat!
The word shmirah makes all the boys jump off the porch and go running off into the darkness.
You have sooo much carmel/galil/eilat/haifa/CHALUTZ pride!
You know at least ten people at your camp named rachel, hannah, adam and eli.
The birkat includes the line "I swear I saw her bra"
You know all the words to "Danny's Song"
You are not afraid to chant we want the kitchen staff.
You go to the bathroom, when it just happens to be stack and scrape time.
You fear being hopper.
You laugh when someone gets put on contract.
You have had the "thick black line" explaned to you, several times.
You have wanted to CROSS the "thick black line" several times.
You never cease to wonder about counselours special "meetings" at nighttime.
You really don't mind having dirty feet.
The word "juice-bar" makes you giddy with excitement.
In the morning the girls field is dominated by an increadible buzzing.
Couches become necessary in order to live.
You know how to nature pee.
You are forced to carry a nalgene, everywhere.
you can play connect the dots with your mosquito bites.
you know the answer to the question: "What is so special about today???"
You know how to correctly pronounce the words "chug" and "livnot"
Hope this cheers you guys up. I was just going through some minor Camp T withdrawl so I thought I'd put this up...