dagnabit!

I feel like I'm at the point in my post-mission-transitioning that I frequently say to myself, "ooh, that boy over there is kinda cute. I bet it would be fun to date him."

and then I'm ALSO at the point where I'm getting more aquainted with my social spheres again, where I tend to discover that all those boys I thought were cute ARE ALREADY INVOLVED EVERYWHERE

I'm not kidding

ALL OF THEM

EVERYWHERE

so I'm just going to work on retreating further into my anti-socialite hidey-hole! yay!

My friends...

I have returned!!

(surprise?)

(for mission adventures, click here.)

At lot has happened since I flew home Dec 10, 2013. I came back to school, I started anew. Sorta. I'm back in BDA (where I was before I left), I'm floating in my major again, but this time I feel... confident.

I don't care anymore what people think. I'm content with my own path and my own way. And who's going to do anything about it?

But at the same time, I look around at what everyone else is doing at my age and dang, I feel so behind. I'm not even sure when I'm graduating, or what I want to do yet. Maybe be a copy-editor, or become a teacher. I don't know yet!

And I'm still single too, but fresh-off-the-mission Me is not going to take to that very well at the present time.

I'm Rachael. I don't like movies, I overplay songs on my Itunes 'til I wear them out, and I am a logical introvert. I have big dreams and little plans, I have a strong capability to love, and my loyalties are fierce.

This post marks a new point, for me. I've changed. To my chagrin, I will leave my hopelessly cryptic posts up and leave them for determined lurkers to read them. Everything previous to this will be marked (to me) as dead, for I'm changed. Everything now will be just me. Just my thoughts, just my feelings, just my obsessions. (There are many, so I'll try not to drown you.)

I don't know what will happen. But it will come and I'll be ready.