
Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I wish on a star that somewhere you are
Thinking of me too
'Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me
~*~
This is going to sound totally dumb to most of you, but maybe some of you might understand. I'm feeling totally bummed out because I just heard from my younger sister that my favorite grade school teacher retired last June. She was my 8th grade English teacher, and my high school Latin teacher, so I was her student for a long time. I'd like to think that she and I had a special bond, because we both loved Ancient Roman History and the Latin language so much. She also loved hearing about my figure skating. We would have wonderful conversations at the end of c.lass that would go well into the lunch period during a couple of my lonelier years in high school.
The reason her retirement is so upsetting to me is that I've been meaning to visit her at my old high school for quite some time now. Every time that I was planning to make the trip, something else came up and I just kept putting it off and putting it off. It goes without saying that I immensely regret that now. I guess I never gave thought to the fact that she was getting older, and that she would not be walking the halls of my beloved high school forever.
By now, you must think I am SUCH a teacher's pet. I'm not really. This teacher was really one of those astounding people you meet once in a lifetime. You might be thinking that I could just drop her an e-mail. I truly wish I could. But she never understood or liked computers and only used hers when the school absolutely required her to. Her phone number is unlisted (although she DID give it to me a long time ago when I needed recommendations to put down on job applications - the next time I go home, I'm going to have to do some serious digging, and pray that I didn't throw it away), and I do not know where she lives.
I just wish I had gone to visit her sooner. I went to see her one time the year after I graduated, when I was a first-year college student. Frankly, I am angry that I did not go visit her again because she was not just a teacher that I had for five years. She was a mentor, and a friend. And I miss her.
Thanks for reading.
-Andrea
Okay, okay, first of all, I'd like to apologize for yet another boring blog about "B."
And now that my apology is out of the way, on with my blog. It's basically a continuation of my previous couple of entries.
So, I haven't sent that e-mail to "B" yet. But that isn't due to being fearful or anything. I wanted originally to wait until the middle of the first week or so of September, because if he DOESN'T reply, then I'll already be far too busy with schoolwork (I've got some tough courses coming up this semester!) to spare any thought on the subject. But I feel a tad more confident now that maybe, maybe he's waiting to hear from me.
It's nothing HUGE, but for me, it kind of gives me hope. I mentioned in a blog entry several months back (I don't expect anyone to remember, lol) that I had this "profile counter" on my profile on AIM. And I was looking at it today, and it shows that he has been viewing my profile as recently as an hour and a half ago.
Considering he has told me more than once in the past that he keeps his feelings bottled up, this simple gesture of looking at my profile seems to indicate to me that he still thinks about me. And for now, that's a huge comfort. That's really all I wanted to know.
C.lasses start for me tomorrow. Wish me luck!
Thanks for reading!
-Andrea
Just wanted to say thanks to all the people who responded and gave me lots of great advice on my last blog entry. It really means a lot to me that you took the time to read and respond, especially with all the drama I have had to deal with regarding this site in recent days...a select few of you know what I'm talking about. Again, thanks a bunch. :-) I will be sure to make a blog entry after I send that e-mail (see previous blog if you're confused), if and when I receive a reply from "B."
-Andrea



