So what’s been happening in my oh-so-interesting life since Thanksgiving, which, believe it or not, was the last time I posted? Well, I’ve started running again. Pumping out about 20-30 miles per week now—that is, as long as my knee decides not to be a pre-Madonna, requesting time on the couch with a milkshake. I was supposed to run a half marathon at the end of this month, but little-miss-drama-queen just couldn’t handle it.
I’m almost finished with my master’s program! There are about two weeks of class left and my need to jump out a window is slowly transforming into my need to dance for joy. I have to say, even though I’ve been uber stressed since I started graduate school, I am all the wiser for sticking it out. And it’s not just because I’ll have a master’s degree, but because I have learned so much about journalism since I started the program last July. For example, I now know the difference between a hyphen and a dash. Aren’t you proud? (In all honesty, though, I really have learned a lot.)
Ooooh! I also cut all my hair off. Clearly, this is the most exciting thing I’ve done lately. It only proves my impatience. Up until a few months ago I was trying to grow it out. But that’s no fun. So I chopped it all off, and I gotta say, it felt goooooood.
That’s about all that’s happened. But expect an interesting story about Lily Dale—one of the largest psychic communities in the country—in the future. It should make for one of my more interesting travel stories. Farewell all. And don’t worry—I will write again soon!