It started like any other day...

Ever have one of those days where everything you thought you knew about someone, or the world is instantly called into question? I've had 3 of those things, at least, this year. Once, ironically enough, on Valentine's day, one on September 12th (time difference) and now, today, again.

I was sleeping in past my usual time when I got a knock on my door asking if I knew where Kurt was. Confused, I stumbled over to his room, not really knowing why Marc was asking me this. Like out of some weird ass movie, all his stuff was gone, he left us a note, telling us goodbye, and basically, was gone without a trace.

The Director was called, the note was shown, things were discussed. Shock, confusion, stories were related. Explanations (excuses?) were put out as evidence for his a reason for his departure.

Kurt is gone.

Complicated politics behind it, but I know he won't be coming back. Right now we are in semi-disaster mode, looking for a new teacher. (Know anybody who is interested?) But things will get back to normal without him, eventually.

The story deepens, but I am not at liberty to discuss things since his legal status, his where abouts, and his plans are not known to me. Not that I am entirely sure I would want to know them if I did, seeing as I would have to face my Director with that knowledge everyday. Probably better this way for me, although I doubt that was his consideration in the slightest. Marc knows he is safe, in good hands and where the issues of his departure from our school can be resolved, so I will leave it at that for those concerned.

The only way you know you have been lulled into a false sense of security is when you slam your head into the ground after the rug has been pulled out from under you. I'm really starting to get sick of that feeling. I imagine that is a lesson to be learned as a part of growing up, but learning is hard when you face the world with so many concusions from getting knocked down.

But at least I got his toaster....lessoned learned. Time to move on.

On the lighter side, I saw a kick ass movie (Training Day) with Marc and Carey after all of this sorta hit the fan, and bought a Korean text book to help me study more functional Korean. I might even meet with a private student outside of school (more play money per week) tomorrow. I know I will be having some free time as there aren't exactly that many people to spend time with around here anymore.

To Kurt if you are reading this: Good Luck.