• This blurred line between living with Jake and living at home. I need to go home for a night if I'm going to continue living there, but I really don't want to. But it seems a little premature to move in with Jake. I mean, I know it's worked with other people, but...I just don't want to rush things any more than I already have. As it is, I haven't slept in my own bed in at least two weeks. I haven't been home for more than an hour or two since last Sunday. For all intents and purposes, I do live with Jake. I just don't have any of my stuff over there permanently.
• The lack of study time. I'm behind on my homework. I have over 100 pages in Gertrude and Claudius to read by Thursday, a Psych test on Thursday, and...I'm forgetting something. Well, maybe I'm not, but I feel like I am. Luckily for me, I have Fridays off and Jake doesn't, but that doesn't help me before Thursday. I may be taking tomorrow evening off away from him for an hour or two to catch up.
• These stupid long shifts. Today will be my third long shift in a row and I still have tomorrow to get through. Plus a full day of class on Thursday. They're touched in the head if they think I'm going to cover a shift on Friday. I need a break from the long shifts!!!! I hate that place so much. I half-wish I would have gotten fired over leaving early the other night. I had a very convenient plan in place if it did happen, one I kind of almost like more than the one that involves staying at Kmart and going to school and half-living at home and half-living with Jake.

But all in all, life is good. Just some...corrections I need to make. Jake said "I love you" like...a week ago, and it seemed too soon in actual time. But given the amount of time we've spent together, two weeks was more like 4 weeks in relationship time since we haven't had any great length of time apart. In my rational, removed mind, I felt like he was jumping the gun, but in the context of the relationship and in the way the...softer side of my mind--the emotional side-- felt, it felt right.