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Between the D drama, a field trip today, almost realizing I have 3 half days left as a teacher, not having a job next year yet, the impending visit of an unwanted 'friend' (overshare? oh well), the missing of wanted friends, and the incredibly cute slideshow at the graduation tonight ... I'm DEAD. There is not a single tear left inside this teacher's body. Not possible for my eyes to be any heavier.
It was less the slideshow and the fact that my beloved 6th graders are leaving (and believe me, that's hard. I have come to LOVE that class, and they love me, too. It was the songs they picked for it int he background. Vitamin C's graduation song OBVIOUSLY everyone graduates to, and I DID have a camp connection to it, but that was okay. It was when "Lean on Me" came on that I lost it; that song to me IS Rolling River. And I miss camp so fucking much right now. And then some song about 'do I make you proud?', and then OF COURSE, they ended with Good Riddance ... the version where he says 'fuck' after messing up 2x. Oops; they didn't realize he said fuck? I JUST SAID FUCK. FUCK. (so tired!)
Thank G-d for Shelley, though. We went out to dinner after I was a sobbing mess at graduation. She is a really good friend. I called Nicole while I was waiting for her, and that always makes me feel better, but talking to Shel in my driveway ... she's so great. She told me that the way I talk about my kids/job reminds her of working with Karen, the Pre-K teacher. What an amazing compliment. She thinks it's unfair that someone like me got cut when someone like Nancy or Cynthia are tenured, but don't really care about teaching. They're tired and maybe burnt out, but they're still here, and I've got so much to give, and I'm up the creek.
The trip today was good, despite it not being the original plan. Only E showed up, so we COULD have gone swimming. Nichole called but it took a turn for the worse; I'm afraid D is back in the hospital because she was on the phone with me 2x this morning and she was in a really bad, stressed-out place. I need to do something for her; like call one of the restaurants and get a meal for 5-6 ppl sent to her house so it will be one meal accounted for that she doesn't have to pay for because she doesn't get paid enough. And I wish I knew how to do more for her.
"So, you're crying because the light from the projector got in your eye?"
"Not even going to pretend that's true".
(Later)
"You pulled it together"
"WE DON'T TALK ABOUT IT! (tears up)
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Why I work with young kids and love every single minute of it:
(talking to Blaze, one of the twins who showed up wearing identical dresses in dif colors)
Me: I don't wanna spoil your evening, but there's someone else here wearing your dress!
Roxy (her twin): Really?!?!
As I was leaving, I got giant hugs from Levin and Andrew (of all people!), with Lev even throwing in an, "I'll miss you".
And as I was leaving, I got screamed at from the playground by a group of 6-8 kids. Who then RAN across the field to come give me 'one more hug', and then AGAIN as I left, they were screaming goodbye to me. Emma, Laura, Sam...and Bennett. Why Ben was there I don't know, but it's nice to know I am back in his good graces again :).
Today ends my fourth semester at college. It means a lot of things to me: saying goodbye to all my friends, cleaning, leaving the suite for the last time. I'm not so sad about leaving the suite, at least not the way I was about moving out of my room last year. I suppose it helps when you want to light one of your roommates on fire. I'm really looking foward to living in an apartment next year, but there's a few months between then and now. I don't want to go home and leave my college family. I have a few summer plans, but now I dread the months that I used to look forward to so much.
I've watched a lot of people change of the course of this year, for better and for worse. It hasn't been a smooth year for me, so I'm not entirely sure where I stand right now. I hope that I'm a better person, but I don't exactly have an objective opinion here, so I can't judge it.
I shouldn't stay too long, so I'll just leave you with my summer plans for jobs in this floundering economy, totally stolen from the Arrogant Worms.
I used to be a 'sitter and I made a living fine
I walked to work each day and had lots of sleepy time
But the kid was tough and times were hard, the patience wasn't there
Then the school took my cash and told me fair is fair
I looked for every kind of job, the answer always no,
"Hire you now," they'd always laugh, "we just let twenty go!"
Lawn-mowing promised me a measly little sum
but I've got too much pride to end up just another bum
Then I thought who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone?
I'm gonna be a PIRATE on the river of Chemung!
everytime i'm seriously pursued, i get all nervous and have these
feelings of, "i'm going to puke on your shoes, go away." or "this
is so wrong, it just is." but i make myself lose sleep over guys
that have never even heard of me?!
i just... wow. there's something wrong with me. sophomore year
i told my very strange friend blake that i was inept. of course, i
thought badly of myself because it was my fat year, i'd just gone
through a mid-teen crisis, and i was, in my opinion, surrounded
by retards. i messed up a lot, and i was troubled by a strange
past and an unsure future. and to make matters worse, i was in
love with the biggest bad-boy indy's high school had every
produced.
and in some way, not all, i'm still really, really inept. especially
when it comes to relationships, i guess it's just chapstick,
chapped lips, and things like chemistry... or maybe it's maybeline,
the world may never know.
i've been talking to sean quite a bit these days. he's a guy i'm
really comfortable around, i can joke around with him, be myself...
and i enjoyed talking to him! but then at the game... oh, sit back
mindsay and enjoy this story...
it all started with random conversations in person, followed by random "chats" on facebook. all in fun, all in jest, all really light and hilarious. just a good time had by all. it was really neat to talk to a guy, not just in passing, but quite frequently, and not get all nervous that they'd look at my like i was stupid, or look at me like i was a piece of meat. just, a guy friend. totally cool, right?
and then i was going to go to the basketball game. i figured lots of my friends would be there, even though i'd only really talked to sean about it. he's the only one who asked if i was going! i got there first and saw NO ONE i knew so i sat by myself up in the corner on the "student side." man, students are the ones actually attending classes, scraping for pizza money, and enduring the stresses of, COLLEGE! yet the students always get the shaft when it comes to seating... so he comes in, wearing his k-state hat (yah, he's a wildcat fan. that right there should tell me something's up!). he's all, well he's sean. he's always cool, never ruffled, and if he is he starts talking incoherent sentences and he gets all red. it's kind of funny. but no, he was cool that night. he walked over, after givine me the upwards nod (meaning i'm cool too. hah! urbandictionary.com THAT!). he sits down beside me, starts talking. he started out sitting over a foot and a half away from me. by the end of the second game, he was within six inches. that sounds like a lot, but it's not. that's totally within my igloo. some people have a bubble, a zone, personal space, well i have an igloo, and he was encroaching on it. and the alarms started going off.
now, usually i get these signals, these vibes, because i know what i'm doing is wrong because my parents don't know, or i'm sneaking around, or whatever. but this was different. i mean, he's talking to me and the basketball game is going on, and i'm not even paying attention. i'm ciphering through my issues. my mid-teen crisis taught me many things, one of which was sorting out my thoughts. that's why i'm so adicted to blogging and journaling. i have to specially process my thoughts, immediately! or i'll go nuts. so i was totally disassociated with the world around me for a good thirty minutes. don't get me wrong, i was so inept that i totally fumbled the conversation football, i kept up. but i was a little distant. i don't think he caught on...
something about sitting so close to him and being alone with him just drove me nuts, not in a "Oh my gosh i love him! this is awesome!" nuts way... it was more of a, "this is wrong, this is so wrong!" and i don't get it. i mean, technically, if i really wanted: he'd be wrapped around my little finger within a matter of seconds. but something about the whole thing, him, where we were, how we've been "connecting" as friends, that just made it feel so wrong.
well, it's a good thing that my mom was preoccupied that night because a] i got home late and b] i would have spilled my guts, and that was just the wrong thing to do at that moment. some things are easier to process with other's help, but not this. this was a personal thing...
i didn't talk to him all weekend. i was afraid to start a conversation with him, for fear he'd get the wrong idea, again. or perhaps i was just blowing it all out of proportion and it wouldn't matter whether i talked to him or not because he's just a friendly guy! right?! well i talked to him on monday, in class. and he kept looking at me weird. i shook it off, i had spanish to go! i talked to him later that night on facebook, just a quick little conversation that turned into a two hour discussion on proper grammar and other assorted nothings. and stupid me, didn't even think about the ramifications of it! at the close of the conversation, around 11 or so, he said he'd see me in the halls or call me about doing something over break... now, i know sean is friendly to ALL girls, even flirtatious WITH ALL GIRLS. but, he doesn't call girls over thanksgiving break and hang out with them on days off...
well, i was hoping i wouldn't see him, just in case you know, i wouldn't have to see him! well, ptk meeting in the anchor. i went. just me and him and karen. awkward. after the meeting i asked him if he was swimming in the morning. he said he wasn't because he wasn't spending the night at luke's. and then he asked me what i was doing on wednesday night... thank good God in heaven that i'm going to the movies with my mom!
i should be flattered, and swooning, because he is a] a nice guy, b] a gentleman, c] smart, d] not that bad looking... i mean, he's a pretty cool guy! but i really don't want to ruin this unattached friendship we have going. i mean, it's fun. and i haven't had fun since before gaige got too serious.
i think i've become one of those girls that when it becomes to close to reality, i get freaked and back out. or i force people out. i didn't think i was like that... but i can see now, after my experiences, perhaps that's easier.
i'm waiting for the guy who keeps me completely at ease. who makes my heart beat comfortably rise. who is like my favorite song, the one i know every word, that one that doesn't surprise me, at least not in a bad way. somebody who's all those things i want and need. and i'm not settling. i'm not. and if this uncomfortable feeling of just knowing it's wrong, wrong place, wrong time, wrong guy, then so be it. i'd rather pass up a million and two guys to find just the one who is perfect in every way. well, as perfect as a man can be! i mean, i'm not holding on to unrealistic expectations. but i truly believe that if God's giving me these feelings now, He's got something better for me down the pike. and faith has to play the main role here. otherwise, i may go nuts.
and going nuts is never looks good on me.
oi. i just wish boys had cooties still...
it was here where we took this risk,
all such a blur,
everything we seemed to have missed,
i've hit the floor too many times,
i've wasted away my life,
writing these sad sad ryhmes,
we took the chance but never changed,
wanted to feel the fall,
but always fell the same,
the shadows danced across the street,
our world crashing down around us,
ghosts of the past lay at our feet,
nobody could describe it from the start,
we fooled the whole world,
it only cost a piece of my heart,
our voices echoed together,
the truth we must confess,
this won't last forever,
and we're stuck inside this mess...
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