Friends....
I don't ever think that I will truly understand my friends. It seems to the friends that I am the greatest to, that I treat best they don't really care, but the friends who get way less attention are better, they truly and honestly care about me. I think it be time that I reverse those in my life. Time I start treating my great friends as the friends i treat greatly. I mean I love my friends and I mean all of them it just seems that I am always putting more time in to the ones that don't ever put the time into me. I think that the reason for that is that the friends that are just great understand that I don't have a ton of time as I likewise recognize in them so we are good we are there when the other needs us but we can go for a long time without each other and when we come back it is still just as wonderful. But with my other friends because they don't seem to care as much I feel like I have to work harder and do more for them, the don't ever make me feel like I have done enough to reward them while my other friends are just so happy that we can spend time or talk that they don't make me feel like I have to actually work to keep them around. I got to talk to James again tonight. I love that no matter how random I am or what crazy thing I say he never makes me feel like I am stupid. with some of my friends I really do feel like I have to watch everything I say or they will just write me off as a silly girl but i have a few who know I am more than the random things I say and a few who love the random things I say. It feels so weird to me that I am not at school and I still have friends. I actually really like this feeling. I am not really usually good at keeping friends but Erin has taught me the way. I am so lucky to have met her.
Anyways,
I went shopping today for some of the stuff I need for Deustchland and I got some really cute clothes and drop dead boots! I am so excited. I think I am going to cheat and wear my purple dress and new boots on Thursday to meet up with my Grandparents. I really hate the bye part of Goodbye. I don't know if I can say bye to my papa. I had to say bye to my dad this morning. That was easier than it should have been because it was like 4 am he came in and woke me up to give me a hug good bye. I know that when I realize that was my real good bye to him I am probably going to cry. But for now I am just trying to upload some pictures so I can clear off my camera.
Have a great night
xoxox
Me
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