Tired...

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.