Where do I see myself in a year?
You know, I used to love these prompts. As a child, I had grand dreams and goals planned out from my occupation to the day I would get married to the house I would live in. I was going to go to college for four years, graduate at the top of my class, make a million dollars right out of school, and get married shortly after my 22nd birthday. Instead, I've gone to school for four and a half years, I will graduate just shy of the 3.5 GPA mark (a concept that would've horrified me at 12 years old), make 20,000 a year if I'm lucky, and I'm a year past my marriage date and I've yet to date a single person.
That was the cool thing about being a kid. I could make the minutest plans and they, as far as I was concerned, were completely within reach... especially since it was still ten or twenty years away. Now even thinking about where I'll be in as little as a year is unthinkable and terrifying.
I suppose it comes with maturity. As you get older, your ideals of the world being in your grasp fade into reality. It's one thing to dream of graduating from a top-notch university with a 4.0 grade point average; achieving that level of perfection is a whole other story.
I have no real expectations for this time next year. I have a few hopes, such as being settled in a job, owning a small house that needs a lot of work, and making enough money to pay all my bills and to let me buy an occasional DVD. Past that, I dare not think. And dating? I'm just trying not to get my hopes up.