At ALA now...learning oodles about leadership and all that good stuff.
I'm also realizing why I make a halfway decent YA Librarian. I'm still a bored teenager at heart.
I really WANT to pay attention. I want to care. I want to write down every last word, but I find my mind wandering, my fingers reaching for my cell phone to check for messages (there are none, as I'm currently three hours ahead of anyone who cares about me), and I just feel guilty.
In a room full of real adults, it's still hard to believe I am one.