I sit down at the computer in the deans office with a good mind to begin this overdue blog post but as I begin to formulate my thoughts to write them down, I am interrupted by the pounding of feet coming up the stairs. I turn around in time to see two girls scramble into the office while screeching something to the affect that they need the TV room open immediately. All I heard was
"OMG!!!! AARON CARTER AARON CARTER-AARON-CARTERAARONCARTERAARONCARTERAARONCARTERDANCINGWITHTHESTARSNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
(the above phrase is spoken as one word and at full lung capacity)
So after unlocking the TV room, I sit back down to begin my writings and the dean's cell phone rings. At this point all I can do is laugh because, well--how should I put this... I have had a lot of alone time in the office today, just me and my book but when I finally decide to do something constructive... oh, hold on, I need to shut the TV room door because I can't focus with the ARRONCARTER-fan-club-cheering-at-high-loud-pitches-like-he-can-really-hear-you noise coming from that room.
My name is Dean Hollie. Welcome to my life.
Now, as sarcastic as this might sound, don't get the wrong idea--I love it here! I am at Highland Academy in Portland, Tennessee for those who don't know. There are 22 girls ranging from age 14-18 in this dorm. We are just now starting our 6th week of school (approximately). Time is flying by and yet it feels like I've been here forever.
My job includes giving dorm worship, listening to the latest relationship drama on campus, handing out tissues, confiscating cell phones and ipods, doing room check, sit in on faculty lunches and coming up with new ideas to fill my time while on duty as well as off. With some of the girls, I have to work on having them call me "dean" and I smile to myself when the guys say "Miss Hollie". I'm still not used to that.
On my days off, Nathan (the task force guy's dean) and I have had some fun torturing the cafe workers, "stealing" apple juice, and being invited last second to a show at the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville.
Well, I'm off to put together tonight's worship. And from the sound of things, Arron Carter is about to dance...
