paucity (PAW-suh-tee)
Noun - Fewness; smallness of number; scarcity.
Not much to write about these days I don't think. My birthday is coming up, but things don't seem to be gaining that much momentum yet. I haven't quite yet had the chance to get excited. I think, in part, it's due to the fact that I've slacked off on everyone else's birthdays this year (I'm thinking of three so far), and I don't really feel that I'm allowed to be all that excited, if I can't even manage to call them on the right day...
But, otherwise, I've been garnering a few clues here and there regarding my mysterious birthday trip that my mom and Josh are planning. Some were intentional, some weren't... but I haven't really figured anything out yet, and I haven't really been trying, so I'm not all that worried. I even managed to make myself forget one of the clues I heard today. My mom accidentally dropped one, but I tried not to pay attention, heh.
When I'm gone at Josh's house, part of me misses the seclusion that I feel when I'm at home. I feel like there are less people that I have to interact with on the island than there are at camp.... although I suppose it's just me not liking being in situations where I'm liable to be introduced to new people often. Something about being anywhere here on the island is different I guess. We have neighbors, but we don't talk to them much, just the occasional wave. Eh, I can't really describe it.
I was going to write a bunch more but I've lost my motivation.
Not much to write about these days I don't think. My birthday is coming up, but things don't seem to be gaining that much momentum yet. I haven't quite yet had the chance to get excited. I think, in part, it's due to the fact that I've slacked off on everyone else's birthdays this year (I'm thinking of three so far), and I don't really feel that I'm allowed to be all that excited, if I can't even manage to call them on the right day...
But, otherwise, I've been garnering a few clues here and there regarding my mysterious birthday trip that my mom and Josh are planning. Some were intentional, some weren't... but I haven't really figured anything out yet, and I haven't really been trying, so I'm not all that worried. I even managed to make myself forget one of the clues I heard today. My mom accidentally dropped one, but I tried not to pay attention, heh.
When I'm gone at Josh's house, part of me misses the seclusion that I feel when I'm at home. I feel like there are less people that I have to interact with on the island than there are at camp.... although I suppose it's just me not liking being in situations where I'm liable to be introduced to new people often. Something about being anywhere here on the island is different I guess. We have neighbors, but we don't talk to them much, just the occasional wave. Eh, I can't really describe it.
I was going to write a bunch more but I've lost my motivation.