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[bobo_hewitt]

ONE WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And despite all the exclamation points, I really don't know how I feel about that. Predominantly nervous, I think. I'm waking up now and it was just a dream, so how come the real world's changed too?

Scary thought: I can't remember the sound of anyone's voice (besides my parents' and Laura's).

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[water__hyacinth]

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[bobo_hewitt]

I want to see you soon too. When does school start up again? Because I think I'll be coming to Wind Ensemble starting maybe the 10th or 11th. Things may be slightly hectic for a bit, but I'll definitely see you within the first couple of days.

Trying not to be nervous.... I'm excited! Seriously, I am. Everything's going to be, well, indescribable. (and that may or may not be an actual word, but I don't care)

[water__hyacinth]

School starts on the 8th, the day before you get back (duh, but I just like typing that). If you come on the 10th of 11th I will lose my mind (and probably cry) in front of the entire Wind Ensemble. It'll be a ton of fun.

Indescribable is totally a word. And it'll definitely be indescribable. I can't even believe it. I'm so excited!!!!!

And don't be nervous! Do you have anything specific you're nervous about (that I can shoot down -- I mean, address), or are you just nervous?

[bobo_hewitt]

I am now waking up early the day after my flight and going to Wind Ensemble on the 10th just to see you lose your mind. Promise.

I'm basically nervous because I'm pretty sure I've created a false, idealized image of my life back home. I feel sort of like I can't be sure of my memories or what they meant, and letters and emails aren't the same as living there and seeing the little things. So I have to figure out what Minneapolis is like again. And I'm afraid to be disappointed because I've invented these unrealistic expectations.

[water__hyacinth]

But you need sleep! (I'm trying to be considerate, though I really just want to see you as soon as possible. Even if it involves mind-losing. I'm up for that. But I'll still love you if you, you know, make the rational choice and sleep.)

That makes sense. But I wouldn't worry too much. We talk all the time about how amazing these people are. How unparalleled it is. And it's different than last year in some ways -- Emma and Ruth and Laura are gone, for one, and schedules are different and there are new people and we're older. But I'm still constantly amazed. I don't know if that's exactly what you're talking about, but at least it's there. It really is there. And I encourage you to have faith in your memories.

At the very least, there's going to be a bunch of people who are really, really, insanely happy to see you.

[water__hyacinth]

This is Jamie again

[bobo_hewitt]

Jamie is not full of crap. I really am having trouble with the fact that those were six months right there. Which definitely feeds into my nervousness. I'm hoping for the 'everything will be solved when the plane lands' theory, but I'm not sure I should place all my trust in it.

I just looked over the email that tells me when my flights are, and I'm thinking that unless I sleep during the FOUR HOUR LAYOVER in Charlotte, Wind Ensemble may have to wait until the 11th. Although it is just one hour, and I could technically sleep again afterwards... hmmm.... But even if I don't make it on the 10th and disappoint all those smiley faces, I'm definitely planning on making it that first week.

[henryinchina]

Just wait until you've been back for, oh, say a year, and you hear a song you heard there and you hear a song or something from Costa Rica and you stop and wonder for a second, "Was that really my life for six months? Or was it just some elaborate dream I cooked up in my head?" And then you'll start to think about your routine, and the people and mostly just the little details of day-to-day life there. And it's craazy.
Come to school. Seriously. If you're jet-lagged (even though you can't be crossing that many time zones) just come and see your friends. It's not like you have to take any tests or anything.