Showing a little emotion...
Yeah, so...it is August 17th. My last day of work is the 19th. Band camp starts the 23rd. I move into Ignacio on the 26th. Band camp ends September 2nd. I start teaching September 6th. WHERE DID THE SUMMER GO? Please tell me.
So things have been starting to get a little sad. I only have 2 more days of work left, and even though I am ready for a break, I am way sad about leaving. My bosses left again today for vacation so I had to say goodbye and I really thought Rachel was going to cry. Hopefully I will be able to come back in the spring if my class work out okay. I will miss all the people there, and getting to spend so much time in the city. I'm so glad I got the chance to intern this summer, it was a great experience and will really help my resume AND prepared me a lot for what a real job might be like! But I don't want to think about real jobs just yet...
Most sad thing ever: moving out of this apartment. My room is an absolute disaster because half the furniture is gone, the walls are almost completely bare, etc. Packing with the roomies has been tough. Last night I was like, this is one of our last nights together in this apartment as roomies. Not that we won't get our fill of quality time with each other during band camp, but it is different. This year has been AMAZING and I realized how little we knew about each other and how much closer we became by living together this year. It makes our dance team bond even stronger (awww, warm fuzzy moment). What Les said is true, too; we have to move from a real house back to a cinder block dorm (not exactly but it will definitely be different). We had to take on a lot of responsibilities this year because we were in a normal house and now it is like we are taking a step backwards. Not that I mind TOO much, it will be nice to be closer to campus. In a funny way, I will also really miss my walks to and from campus. Sometimes they sucked, but they were also my best times to think about things, have some quiet time, and gain some perspective. I think I learned a lot about myself just getting that time to clear my head and gather my thoughts, so I'm going to have to start going on more walks next year!
Another thing! So I've been thinking a lot about band lately and all the senior traditions that I have watched for 3 years and I now I am going to be a part of. The other day I was like, wow next Sunday I have to sing Piano Man (note: Piano Man by Billy Joel is our band's little song and everyone in the band makes a big circle and inside the big circle the seniors make a little circle and there is a senior chant that is passed on from class to class. Also, at a certain intrumental point in the song the seniors break the small circle and go out and hug their underclassmen friends in the big circle. Sappy, I know, but special nonetheless)! I have watched 3 groups of seniors do it and this year I am going to be the one singing. I will probably cry! It is something that freshman year I imagined myself doing as a senior but I don't think I really realized it would happen! AND NOW IT IS HERE.
So needless to say, I am a mess. It has just started to hit me that this is my last year. I am afriad of what friendships will remain, I am afraid of how I will transition to the real world. I get upset over back to school commercials because I think "This is my last back-to-school EVER!" Yeah, it is bad;. Not to mention that my computer broke down and is now being fixed by CompUSA so I feel WAAAAAAAY disconnected! I am not ALL sad about moving back to school and getting this year started. I am ready for everyone to be together again so we can all go out together since over the summer it was hard with people spread out and not in Boston. I am ready to do some fun things that people have suggested (fortune telling, Mohegan Sun, our CRUISE in January!!!). I am kind of even looking forward to student teaching, we'll see how that goes. I am looking forward to football season and dance practices and getting to know our new freshmen. A small part of me is even looking forward to band camp. There are just things that remind me of BC and college and even thought they are sometimes a pain, they nonetheless are a part of my college experience, tradition, familiar, something I can rely on. Even though I know it will be the last time I do a lot of these things, just knowing they are coming makes me feel good. Wow, I just cheered myself up A LOT. Ok, time to relax and clean out the fridge (ew). Oh, and I guess I need to do this because it is some LJ rule or something:
1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie/book/fictional character reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a substance to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. Or at least me.
5. I'll tell you my favorite memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal or plant you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
So things have been starting to get a little sad. I only have 2 more days of work left, and even though I am ready for a break, I am way sad about leaving. My bosses left again today for vacation so I had to say goodbye and I really thought Rachel was going to cry. Hopefully I will be able to come back in the spring if my class work out okay. I will miss all the people there, and getting to spend so much time in the city. I'm so glad I got the chance to intern this summer, it was a great experience and will really help my resume AND prepared me a lot for what a real job might be like! But I don't want to think about real jobs just yet...
Most sad thing ever: moving out of this apartment. My room is an absolute disaster because half the furniture is gone, the walls are almost completely bare, etc. Packing with the roomies has been tough. Last night I was like, this is one of our last nights together in this apartment as roomies. Not that we won't get our fill of quality time with each other during band camp, but it is different. This year has been AMAZING and I realized how little we knew about each other and how much closer we became by living together this year. It makes our dance team bond even stronger (awww, warm fuzzy moment). What Les said is true, too; we have to move from a real house back to a cinder block dorm (not exactly but it will definitely be different). We had to take on a lot of responsibilities this year because we were in a normal house and now it is like we are taking a step backwards. Not that I mind TOO much, it will be nice to be closer to campus. In a funny way, I will also really miss my walks to and from campus. Sometimes they sucked, but they were also my best times to think about things, have some quiet time, and gain some perspective. I think I learned a lot about myself just getting that time to clear my head and gather my thoughts, so I'm going to have to start going on more walks next year!
Another thing! So I've been thinking a lot about band lately and all the senior traditions that I have watched for 3 years and I now I am going to be a part of. The other day I was like, wow next Sunday I have to sing Piano Man (note: Piano Man by Billy Joel is our band's little song and everyone in the band makes a big circle and inside the big circle the seniors make a little circle and there is a senior chant that is passed on from class to class. Also, at a certain intrumental point in the song the seniors break the small circle and go out and hug their underclassmen friends in the big circle. Sappy, I know, but special nonetheless)! I have watched 3 groups of seniors do it and this year I am going to be the one singing. I will probably cry! It is something that freshman year I imagined myself doing as a senior but I don't think I really realized it would happen! AND NOW IT IS HERE.
So needless to say, I am a mess. It has just started to hit me that this is my last year. I am afriad of what friendships will remain, I am afraid of how I will transition to the real world. I get upset over back to school commercials because I think "This is my last back-to-school EVER!" Yeah, it is bad;. Not to mention that my computer broke down and is now being fixed by CompUSA so I feel WAAAAAAAY disconnected! I am not ALL sad about moving back to school and getting this year started. I am ready for everyone to be together again so we can all go out together since over the summer it was hard with people spread out and not in Boston. I am ready to do some fun things that people have suggested (fortune telling, Mohegan Sun, our CRUISE in January!!!). I am kind of even looking forward to student teaching, we'll see how that goes. I am looking forward to football season and dance practices and getting to know our new freshmen. A small part of me is even looking forward to band camp. There are just things that remind me of BC and college and even thought they are sometimes a pain, they nonetheless are a part of my college experience, tradition, familiar, something I can rely on. Even though I know it will be the last time I do a lot of these things, just knowing they are coming makes me feel good. Wow, I just cheered myself up A LOT. Ok, time to relax and clean out the fridge (ew). Oh, and I guess I need to do this because it is some LJ rule or something:
1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie/book/fictional character reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a substance to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. Or at least me.
5. I'll tell you my favorite memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal or plant you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.