drifting.

tomorrow marks one year since traveling to niagara falls, boston, cleveland, and notre dame. since then, i have progressed almost zero percent.

i am still living at home. i still don't have a full time job. i could probably afford to move out, but it doesn't make sense to move out with only a part time job.

everything seems kind of hard, and i hate it.

still crazy in love, as beyonce says. i found a good one, and am excited at the possibility of a future. someday.

i'm still trying to figure out who i am and what i want to do with my life, but i'm assuming this is an ongoing process that may never be complete, and am trying to accept that.

i miss writing here.

i started writing down the highlights of my days in a yellow legal notepad, but it's not the same, and i tend to always write more than just my highlight.

i recently ran my first two 5ks, two days apart from each other. i am proud to say i did it in under 30 minutes the first time, and proudly crossed the finish line with the boy next to me. the other was a little over 30 minutes, but i'm still proud. it was through miller park and around the parking lots, and i was able to cross the finish line with chris. we aren't awesome, but we finished and i'm proud of us.

i saw a movie called (500) days of summer last night, and loved it. i love movies about love that aren't predictable romantic comedies. i would never call it a date movie, although my boyfriend and i walked out of it a little more in love than we were when we went in, i think. "can i buy you a drink?" he asked when we walked out and grabbed my hand.

i miss writing.

i miss reading.

i haven't had summer yet - been teaching summer school since two weeks after school ended. only four more days and a lot to cover. summer will begin on the 30th. i will have two weeks before meetings start and before i start hyperventilating about teaching two classes i've never taught before in my life, at which point i will no longer have a life and will be planning hour upon hour. i can already feel my social life slipping away.

i miss not having responsibilities.