Up-All-Night Journal, Page 5

7:19 AM: Elephants are funny, but my consciousness is gone. This would be the funniest part if I could think. Grace likes to talk about drool puddles. I'm in a great position now. Uncontrollable laughter. Sleep sounds great. Xavier slept; he's chipper with his McDonald's bag. He should be in charge of GHA while we're all asleep. Where's that music? Nick gave me my clipboard; I didn't know it was missing. My guys are/were great.
-BS

7:42 AM: BLAH—two trips to my car. Almost over, only a few hours left. Need sleep. No sleep at all. Sleep is good. Need shower. Shower is good. Need sleep. Stupid Children. Why can’t they leave. Tired, hot, sweaty, smelly. Very sleepy. No sleep. Wanna sleep. Massive orgy on 2^nd floor ended with laughter from sleep-deprived RAs. Mind blank. Exhausted. Blah blah blah.
-Ash

7:54 AM: Okay, the first person I really know is leaving. Bret is blah. I feel sad coming. I’m so tired, but I’m staying awake. Tiredness will probably help with sadness. Bret has good vision; he can read. He is sighing, well. Like in Margaritaville. Yeah Bret, singer man. I can’t see this I can see Bret’s knee.
-Grace

8:47 AM: Oops, I was sleeping; that’s why it was weird. Okay, I’m crying. Aaaaaah, crying—already. Bret: “Sleep. I love sleep.” I am dreading seeing my parents. Bret’s eyes are closed. Nicole is here, again.
Well, my brain waves have ceased due to exhaustion. Meredith and Jessie, my girls, my big sisters. Aww! Water requests eyes too. First person I really care about left. I care about everyone, but Stuey was the first person I was close buddies to. Okay… not the place for this.

-Grace

9:54 AM: My last entry. Not really night anymore, but I still haven’t slept. I look like roadkill run over with 5 18-wheeleres in a row then spit on by every driver that passed by. I am sure I’ll get even worse before I finally leave. I’m sad, but I still don’t feel like I’m leaving, because I’m in my normal seat with my feet on the table as usual. Keep in touch sure as hell better actually mean keep in touch. I know I won’t keep in touch with everyone I’ve said I wanted to, but the ones I really want to keep in touch with better know who they are and want to keep in touch with me back. I don’t want to leave. If this really is a just-write-down-what-I’m-thinking thing then all the page will be is “I love this; I don’t want to leave.” Wow, I really do have to leave now.
-Grace

12:36 PM: It’s afternoon on Sunday and all the students have left, and a sad empty feeling has set in. I hate the last day of GHA after everyone has left just as much as I love the first day when everyone arrives. However, I feel renewed and inspired to return to my second graders for another year! I need GHA. I need GHA more than GHA could ever need me. The program would go on without me, but there would be a huge hole in my soul without it. When will I be too old? Sleep would be nice. I collapsed for about 15 minutes this morning, but nothing else. It looks like no sleep until normal bedtime tonight. Amy will be so glad to see me and then have me fall immediately into comatose slumber. I am GHA. GHA is me! Until GHA 2003...

P.S. I will miss everyone and everything!

-Robbie

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