I have all my stuff in my car that will possibly fit. That means not everything. This assures me and everyone else that this will not be my last time in the Kville. Random encounters with people that I haven't seen in months just makes me all that more reluctant to go. I did get a call today about my job for September. That made me really excited. We'll see how the talk goes. I hope more cutbacks haven't been made. That kinda sounded like the case but I have to go on this tour. It is my only way to escape Missouri. It will be the first time that I have basically travelled on my own. Its always been with someone that I know or to someone's house that I know. But this will be a month and a half with someone I don't know seeing people that I don't know.
JBA is over. Done. I already got an email from one of my favorites telling me that she didn't cry when we hugged goodbye but when she realized that that might have been the last time we would ever see each other, she cried. It was so cute an email. I burned her a CD and she says that she hasn't stopped listening to it. It is really different from the country music that she is used to hearing being from rural Missouri. I hope she enjoys it.
I don't think I told you about the best experience at JBA. This kid (one of my other favorites) came up to me at the dance and asked me if I was "a homosexual". I replied yes and then he told me that he thought he might be bisexual and that he might have a crush on a boy at the camp. I felt like a role model at that moment. And plus, you try explaining why you are gay only using the phrases "make out" and "love". There is a lot more to it than that in my book. But I think he got the gist of why I'm not in a relationship with a girl.
I really just can't believe that it is all over and done with. No more hiding cigarettes from kids (now its just parents). No more 20 hour days. No more having to be nice to certain annoying 13-16 year olds. But also, no more awesome students with awesome stories to tell. No more crazy antics and getting to be a face-eating zombie. I doubt if I would be able to go back, but if I can, you better believe that I will. It was quite rewarding.
Still have no computer and in fact, it is sitting broken in my car. Blah. I'm going to go get deodorant so I'm not stink boy today.