I get a hankering
to post in this journal about once a month. Like clockwork.
Today was a very sad day. One of my favorite students moved away to Corona. I did have a bit of a pick me up when another student told me she thought I was doing a great job and that I was "a really good City Year."
PS, to kids, a "City Year" is a person, not a program. Nobody outside of the org calls us "Corps Members."
Backtrack a bit. Big events of the last month:
I spent my first Thanksgiving away from family this year. Bonnie came up the weekend before Thanksgiving and helped me move into my new apartment in Astoria, and stayed until the following Wednesday, when we departed for her Dad's place in Long Island. Those few days were tremendous. It's so much easier to get through my days when I have seeing her to look forward to when I get home. We've been dating nearly ten months and we're still retarded for each other.
Bonnie actually came into work with me one day and got to meet my team and my students. My kids, of course, flipped their shit ("you're Mr. Jack's girlfriend?"), and one of them even started shouting how I'm "a good City Year, and [I help] everyone." Too cute. I love my kids, I really do. My team was ecstatic to meet her. I talk about her SO MUCH that one girl on my team, Marlies, even has had DREAMS about Bonnie and getting to meet her. So of course she was thrilled that they got to meet. The other day Bonnie friended her and Marlies commented that it was the greatest friend request she had ever received. I laugh, but secretly I suspect a clandestine lesbian affair.
Thanksgiving was great. I did a lot of raking, smoked on the roof, helped move some cabinets, saw Harry Potter, drank a million whiskey sours, played the role of pack mule for the girls on a shopping trip, and bought a new coat. All in all, pretty nice. Especially because Bonnie snuck into my bed most nights so we could cuddle.
Yes I know we're disgustingly cute. Deal with it.
Anyway, that's basically it. I'm taking a train up to Syracuse on Friday to visit Bonnie. It seems like it gets worse and worse as time goes on. I just miss her more and more.
Today was a very sad day. One of my favorite students moved away to Corona. I did have a bit of a pick me up when another student told me she thought I was doing a great job and that I was "a really good City Year."
PS, to kids, a "City Year" is a person, not a program. Nobody outside of the org calls us "Corps Members."
Backtrack a bit. Big events of the last month:
I spent my first Thanksgiving away from family this year. Bonnie came up the weekend before Thanksgiving and helped me move into my new apartment in Astoria, and stayed until the following Wednesday, when we departed for her Dad's place in Long Island. Those few days were tremendous. It's so much easier to get through my days when I have seeing her to look forward to when I get home. We've been dating nearly ten months and we're still retarded for each other.
Bonnie actually came into work with me one day and got to meet my team and my students. My kids, of course, flipped their shit ("you're Mr. Jack's girlfriend?"), and one of them even started shouting how I'm "a good City Year, and [I help] everyone." Too cute. I love my kids, I really do. My team was ecstatic to meet her. I talk about her SO MUCH that one girl on my team, Marlies, even has had DREAMS about Bonnie and getting to meet her. So of course she was thrilled that they got to meet. The other day Bonnie friended her and Marlies commented that it was the greatest friend request she had ever received. I laugh, but secretly I suspect a clandestine lesbian affair.
Thanksgiving was great. I did a lot of raking, smoked on the roof, helped move some cabinets, saw Harry Potter, drank a million whiskey sours, played the role of pack mule for the girls on a shopping trip, and bought a new coat. All in all, pretty nice. Especially because Bonnie snuck into my bed most nights so we could cuddle.
Yes I know we're disgustingly cute. Deal with it.
Anyway, that's basically it. I'm taking a train up to Syracuse on Friday to visit Bonnie. It seems like it gets worse and worse as time goes on. I just miss her more and more.