InsaneJournal

This week mildly sucks ass.

My inhaler has run out, which means if I have any problem breathing I'm just going have to sit and attempt to keep breathing without throwing a fit.

I no longer have a dog, something my dad conveniently forgot to ACTUALLY TELL me when it happened, and I had to ask the next day at which point he claimed he didn't know WHERE they'd taken Scooby Doo, but likely to a happy little farm because CLEARLY that doesn't mean they took him to the county which would majorly upset me. I have never not had a dog, not once. NEVER. And I'm sgsdfhghf

It's really fucking hot out and I'm tired entirely and I've finished my book and I want the next part of that series NOW but I'm sure it won't be out until something like NEXT YEAR which really sucks and I have like three books I need to BUY (two because I have the others, and one because I like that series) and I know I don't have the money so my dad's going to have to buy them for me.

I turn seventeen in 15/14 days. Hence I was okay with lying saying I already was when my I-Pod asked me last night because it's close enough now.

RPtimes are dramaticish and not really helping because when Teddy's freaking out I'M freaking out.