I haven't worn make-up in six days.

My hair is chlorine blonde.
My only laundry is a couple work uniforms.
I've got some sweet tan lines (sarcasm intended on the "sweet" part).
I ran 2.5 miles last night.
I've finished the Hunger Games series.
Boyfriend is coming up for an adventure weekend on Friday.
That pretty much sums up summer. :) I can't complain.

Oh yeah, and I went to Costa Rica for the first five weeks of summer. Which explains my extended absence from this blog, as I was tumblr-ing only on my Travel Blog. I'm behind on my final post on that blog too, but it will be there soon. I could talk about my adventures there for forever, but you should just check it out for yourself instead if you're curious - junioencostarica2012.tumblr.com .

I've been in a little funk for the last week because I'm in love with my life but I'm not in love with my current situation. I love my family but I am absolutely not content with living at home. I love Ventura but it is not where I want to be for the rest of my life. I don't want to force myself to be here for so long that I end up resenting everything about it. And sometimes I struggle a little bit because that's what I feel that I'm doing here. I'm so adamant about not being like the majority of people here who grow up and just settle for the same lives that their parents lead in the same town with the same people. That's not me. And Costa Rica really only reinforced that point in my mind. I'm not made to stay here and I'm definitely not made to live with my parents any more. It's not doing good things for our already consistently strained relationship.

So I'm doing what I can to enjoy summer. But I miss everything about school, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't counting down the days until I move back into Grace and resume the life that feels as if it has been put on hold since the moment I returned from Costa Rica.

The biggest difference between this summer and last summer is that I don't feel as if I'm lost. I don't feel like I'm doing soul searching this summer, like the last few summers have afforded me to. Because I don't need to do any more. I know who I am. I know what I want. I don't know where my life is going or where life will take me, but I'm okay with that. I'm confident enough to just go with it and let it take me where it takes me. I can deal with each new situation as it comes my way. And I absolutely cannot express how wonderful it feels to be at that position in my life.