Am such an emotional wreck. Starting to really hate this feeling. Somehow seeing one of the kids walking around with a grey plastic box cover as a shield and an orange paper towel tubing as a sword during field practicum today triggered all the memories to come flooding back. Actually had this sudden urge to cry while sitting right there in the middle of the classroom.

Sigh. I'm sad because I miss you guys so much! Funnily enough, I miss having rehearsals and vocals afterschool everyday; and I miss all the laughter and the crazy. :(