I suppose it's time for an update
CTY has come and gone and now can be offically said to be out of my life. Done. How that pans out, only time will tell. I've certainly learned a lot - about myself, about the system, about interacting with people, about THE MAN... - the usual. I think I will be writing CTY a letter regarding this summer's experiences, but I'm not sure. I can't quite put my finger on what exactly it was that upsets me. Dream deferred? I don't know. I think I rocked this summer to the best of my abilities, at least, and came out stronger.
CTY is really bizarre sans the usual intrigue. I'll hand it that.
It's rather glorious, really, how it can utterly be about the kids. They made it worthwhile. I had two wonderful, challenging halls and met some wonderful, enthusiastic people. GMA, perhaps, but I have complete confidence they will rule the world one day.
I know that whatever I end up "doing" with my life, I need to find some of that balance that takes the crazy whirlwind CTY brings and turns it into a blessing. Perhaps I forgot a few things about my body (I have a cut that's about a month old that refuses to heal, food choices could have been better, mosquito bitten, being ill...) but I learned a few things too (the usual RA dance, my innate longing for the water, yoga, a slight affinity for vegetables). I walked out of skidmore with some balance that must have been picked up along the way. Motions made more sense, taking action, decisions, curtailing inappropriate speech, laughing, interacting.
I am slowly, slowly, slowly learning to shed social awkwardness. I consider it... a project. I must remember that I, too, have the nerdly beginnings of the talented youth.
Back to school on the 25th to be an orientation leader. A week and a half of summer break awaits before the drone of the double degree commences and I must answer to it.
So if you want to sing out, sing out...
CTY is really bizarre sans the usual intrigue. I'll hand it that.
It's rather glorious, really, how it can utterly be about the kids. They made it worthwhile. I had two wonderful, challenging halls and met some wonderful, enthusiastic people. GMA, perhaps, but I have complete confidence they will rule the world one day.
I know that whatever I end up "doing" with my life, I need to find some of that balance that takes the crazy whirlwind CTY brings and turns it into a blessing. Perhaps I forgot a few things about my body (I have a cut that's about a month old that refuses to heal, food choices could have been better, mosquito bitten, being ill...) but I learned a few things too (the usual RA dance, my innate longing for the water, yoga, a slight affinity for vegetables). I walked out of skidmore with some balance that must have been picked up along the way. Motions made more sense, taking action, decisions, curtailing inappropriate speech, laughing, interacting.
I am slowly, slowly, slowly learning to shed social awkwardness. I consider it... a project. I must remember that I, too, have the nerdly beginnings of the talented youth.
Back to school on the 25th to be an orientation leader. A week and a half of summer break awaits before the drone of the double degree commences and I must answer to it.
So if you want to sing out, sing out...