Sometimes I fail at sharing. I'm not good at putting feelings into words, I've never had to be, cuz no one has ever asked. I'm really tired though, and at times I don't think I realize how much I can matter. No one really asks though, just why or how are you? I need prying, and I need to feel like what I say won't be taken as offense. Because in the end, I will share what's wrong and then I'm told I'm wrong or the person thinks I meant it negatively towards them or something... ugh never mind. It doesn't matter. It never does. I fail. I always do.
Enough of that negative nancy-ness. I'm off to Scotland in a few weeks. I can't wait!! I'll be off to adventures and freedom!! Ha, I guess that's how I've seen Scotland as freedom. I hope I meet a bunch of new people, and make new friends, and find new favorite places!! Then I have another two months of summer before my life is consumed by grad school, and I get to move into my new apartment, and get my giant bed of awesomeness and couches too. Ha, it should be great I hope. My cat may need a sibling as well, she has gotten attached to Arwen. I don't know though, I'll see how she survives on her own.
Well I'm off to bed. It should be a pretty awesome day tomorrow. I plan to go on a hardcore walk.
