One of my three best friends in MTC is quitting the program. I feel this combination of sadness and anger aimed at about 10 different directions, including the program itself. Unlike the last two times my friends have left the program, I don't feel jealous. I think that is progress.
This has been an awful week. I am tired. Summer school sucks. The only thing that is going OK is the teaching, mainly because the kids are awesome. The adults are less so.
There is a chance that I will be known this week by my Indian name, "boy that can't stop crying".
A guy goes to Mississippi to change the world. And by change the world I mean hopefully survive teaching high school English. Let's see how it goes.
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