Feb. 4-7: A week since I left Michigan.
Location: St. Andrews, Scotland
DO NOT GIVE UP HOPE! I did NOT forget about the blog. It is just a lot harder to find time to hunker down & report my happenings as extensively as I’d like to, especially over the weekends. Plus, I found blogging to become a scary thought. The things I hear, do & see here are starting to soo… (cliché as it sounds) change my views that I am afraid I won’t portray them accurately & therefore just put off doing it. But, either way, I’ve promised myself I’d at least try to portray everything that happens here & the avid readers of my blog (though few as it may be) will have to take me for my word that the things here are more… impressionable on me than I am able to convey. Yet, I promise to now post (as long as worthwhile things happen to me) nearly every day. If not only to put up the new awesome Scottish slang of the day, & to let my worrisome father know I am alive<3
( I must go run to dinner – since meal times are only 15-30min long && therefore I have not made any of them & find myself rarely eating all day) && then I will spend most of my night updating this blog & maybe skyping with my parents!!!
Note: FOR MARTYN FOX and/or SSTACEY KARAGASTOULIS who might tune in before then, you MUST check back!! I have an ENTIRE new lexicon of Scottish slang terms I learned from my two Scottish pals. ITS HILARIOUS! I swear, I am starting to already use them (bc the guys say it so much) & am going to come home saying “That bird over there is a ridiculous fanny, its not proper. We have to make some moves.” ßwill translate later (;