Take care, I love you.

11 Nov 2008 by Charlotte Mutesha, No Comments »

Just a little frazzled; but it’s nothing that will stop me from making it to the end of my 12-hour day of school at 10 p.m.

The commute this morning wasn’t too bad–cold, naturally, and the damn Harlem bus delays forced me to run to catch the Division St. shuttle to the main campus…but Rocky, the driver, saw me and pulled to the side and waited. Thank God.

The Tuesday morning rush for me is often soothed by a small cup of coffee–I don’t need an 18-oz serving. We discussed Frankenstein in class and I like it so far!

I’m annoyed that I can’t find my partner for this commercial we’re supposed to record at 1. I’d like to rehearse with him a couple more times but he is nowhere to be found and his supposed school email address “doesn’t exist.” Wtf? Whatever; that’s what I get for working with a freshman. Never again. I’ll just write something up real quick and he’ll have to improvise or I’ll beat his ass. Classic Charlotte; saving the day on the fly every time.

I’m in the tech center and my beloved favorite teacher of all time, Dr. Germaine Goetz-Sota, just walked through here to take the underground hallway to the Fine Arts building. She stopped and chatted with me for a minute. The first thing she said was, “Isn’t it great about Obama? It’s so refreshing and exciting!” She made me squeal a little. Asked about how I’m doing, congratulated me on it being my last year (she taught my first class my first semester here) and with a hug, kiss, a “take care” and “I love you,” she was off.

And suddenly, I don’t really care about any of these external stressors that won’t even matter come 10:30 p.m. You just gotta work through em day by day and persevere.

I love that woman. She’s one of the few people on this planet that I’ve felt that soul connection with, and she has definitely been a catalyst in the forward-motion of my adult life. I haven’t taken any of her courses in the last year and a half, but she will always know just how to make my day and remedy any worries. That was the case just now, and maybe she didn’t even know it.

But she probably did.

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