I miss...a lot
I miss DeKalb, namely my apartment, a place to call my own, to spread out and to just be my oxymoronical hardworking/lazy, scatterbrained/organized, calm/crazy, sweet/nasty self.I miss peace and quiet. Where did they go? I haven't been with them in so long.
I miss friends. I know where they are but it is not any easier to get ahold of them or to stay in touch. Summer always has a way of pulling people out of my life.
I miss school. I know that I am crazy, but I love school and I cannot wait to get started. however I am feeling way overwhelmed at the idea of teaching but it is a good kind of overwhelmed...you know, the kind that keeps you working hard, planning much, and very humble.
I miss being in charge of my own life. I hate being bossed around. End of story.
I miss Wellspring. I miss Borders. I miss caribou. I miss Panera. Heck, I miss carbs in general. My mom has all of us on a carb free/sugar free/flour free diet. I am so ready to be done with it. I miss bread.
I miss shopping. I have no money. I probably should have remained humble and worked at Taco Bell for a few weeks longer than I did. Nah! It was a good decision to leave. I don't miss money that much!
I miss talking to certain individuals who shall remain nameless *cou-Jordan-gh* who refuse to actually talk to me anymore and will only leave me messages on my voice mail and who will promise to e-mail me but never do.
I miss creating inside jokes. I miss laughing at them.
I miss a good night's sleep. I have been dreaming about someone I miss. It has been hard.
I miss my grandpa. He died the summer of 99 and I still miss him. I rode my bike past his house and started to cry, remembering the days I saw dolphins when he was in critical condition in a FL hospital, remembering the day he put on rollerskates to teach me how, remembering the camping trips, the stories of Blackhawk, and the story that he too was born in a manger.
I miss internet access on a regular basis.
I miss a lot.