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I have been wanting to go back to my home town of East Jerusalem, Palestine for quite some time now.   When I first left in 2007, I promised my friends and myself that I would be returning as often as possible. I told them I would try to go back at least once every couple of years. Little did I know that life here meant commitment after commitment. Long gone are the days where I can leave everything at the drop of a hat to go on vacation. I suddenly became an adult with responsibilities. Every step I make needs to be planned well ahead of time and everything needs to be taken care of before my departure.

Every time I scrounged up enough money for my $1600 ticket; something happened to set me back and forced me to start from scratch. My car broke down and it took exactly $1500 to fix it the first year, My financial aid did not go through which caused me to use my savings to pay the second year, and every