love/hate relationships

everyone has them -- we love the snow, hate the cold. love to cook, hate the clean-up. love summer, hate the bugs.

I was thinking about some of my love/hate's on my drive home today, so I will begin with this:


I hate trucks on highways. They sway back and forth and I always think they are going to hit me, hence my speeding quickly by them to avoid any scares. But I love driving, because I love singing out loud/out of key, because no one can judge me for listening to songs that 13-year old girls would like.

I love writing poetry, it is complete release and unique way to get out what I am thinking into a concrete unit. Although, I hate figuring out what to write about, because it never seems to just 'come to me' like it should. But once I get going -- there is no stopping me, and I find that wonderful.

I hate sweating, it is gross, disgusting, smelly, and wet. Eww. But I love working out, releasing endorphins, and listening to music that keeps me going. I have discovered that "Enter Sandman" is probably my favorite song to begin a run to -- if that doesn't get you pumped up, I don't know what will.

I love feeling like a grown-up and being responsible in D.C. -- wearing professional clothes, my work badge, riding the metro with important people; it's a great feeling. Although, I hate how I have become of the those people who works in D.C. and only thinks about themselves as I commute, meaning that I have become pushy, developed a thin line of patience, and don't want to wait for anything.


This is what this summer is all about - figuring out what makes me, me.
Here's to you summer 2010.