One week left
In exactly one week, I will graduate. Sunday, June 18th at 2:00. I cannot believe how quickly these six months have gone.
Our last week is Fun Week. We will have four hours in the prayer room in the morning, like usual, but no briefing or debriefing with our core groups. (It’s sad…we had our last b/d with Withit on Tuesday before she left for a few days of vacation, and we had our last briefing with Fearless Leader on Wednesday.) After lunch, the whole internship will get to go out and do a ton of fun stuff together. We’ll pack on Thursday. Friday night is The Last Shebang: the last time our internship will be together in an official capacity but not in a formal event. Saturday we will be deep-cleaning our apartments all day; at night Angel, one of the guys, is having a party at the house he just bought. And Sunday morning most of us will move out…graduation…another party at Angel’s house, for those who want to. Many people will start driving home or take a flight back that evening. I am driving Loch to the airport on Monday and Stiles on Tuesday.
It is going to be so weird after the internship. A lot of people are staying around or planning on coming back…a bunch got hired as prayer room leaders for the Summer Teen Intensive, and a very few got hired as assistant core leaders for the next Onething Internship (Hotness and Garner are all I know for sure from the intern ranks; Withit is going to move from assistant to core leader). Some people will be part- or full-time staff in the House, like me (I hope). We are still going to see each other, but not all will choose the same prayer room hours, and we probably won’t be on the same PR teams.
I am kind of sad…yet at the same time this feels right. We’ve been in the trenches for a long time, and we’ve been well-equipped for the next step — our “70-year internship,” which is what Mike calls the rest of our lives. I feel like this season in our lives is rightly coming to a close. I will really miss everyone, and I will definitely miss the unity and structure of the internship. But I am excited for what my future holds.
I’m sure I will be blubbering and much more sentimental/nostalgic/emotional/etc. as the end approaches. Right now I just want to seize every moment, because we have so few left of this six-month season. Actually, what I really want right now is a drink of water. I just cleaned IHOP for the last time (as an intern) and I am really thirsty. I am going to get a drink and maybe an orange before I leave for Falkners. (P.S. I love the Falkners! They have a lot of experience with prophecy — but more than that, they know how to communicate and teach. Plus, they are just awesome people. Mr. Falkner is soft-spoken and has so much wisdom; Mrs. Falkner is a classy lady…the Prov. 31 woman, for real.)
