The song "Wanting Memories" was sung by the treble chorus with some of the male students at GSW at their last concert, and again at the closing convocation. It had all the students in tears then, and it put me into tears later. It took me awhile to process leaving on that Saturday, but I finally broke down. It's profound to think that you can become so attached to a place after such a (relatively) short time. And the people. Well....I went from 32 high school chicas in a building to me in my house with the cat. You can do the math. And for every living being that I lost, that's how much energy drained out of me.
I was just looking over my blog and remembering the crazy dream I had where I cussed people out telling them to get out of the dorm. I had another similar dream last night. There were guys in the basement of my dorm - they weren't supposed to be there. I kindly overlooked that Honor Code violation for the 30+ guys, but they wouldn't get out! I was just gonna let them go if they'd only get home for curfew, but they just SAT THERE! I was livid. I screamed over and over again at the top of my lungs. I woke up very angry for the second time in as many weeks. What is it about this job that stressed me out so much that I'm STILL having nightmares? Well, if you've ever done it, and done it well, you might be able to answer that. Nevertheless, I'm still on the warpath - prepared to kick people out of places and confiscate phones whenever necessary.
In the meantime, I'm playing mother to my kid brother trying to get him to pack, clean and go to bed in time to get to work by 6:00. I don't know what I'm gonna feed him for lunch, but that's the deal-io.
I'm nervous about the coming school year, about RUF plans, about integrating the new piccolos well, and about balancing class with all my other responsibilities.
But for the next week and a half, it's all family all the time. I'm looking forward to that at least. :)
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