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[Jul. 31st, 2009♥02:06 pm] |
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. |
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[Jul. 13th, 2009♥01:57 pm] |
OKAY I AM FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW, REALLY SERIOUSLY SO I JUST IDK IT'S CRAZY AND MAD AND IDK AND IDK Aksfnkndsgvknklsdvb;lsmvlnsmdg Okay, okay okay okay okay OKAY EVERYTHING IS OKAY OKAY. BREATHING NOW BREATHING.
IN EXPLANATION;
My dog bit my mother, and IDK WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING.
Basically, what happened was that she just reached down to pet him and he went FUCKING PSYCHO ON HER. NO REASON. NO FUCKING REASON WHATSOEVER. My mother has always been nothing but NICE to him, we've had him for YEARS and the idea that he could do this is fucking INSANE and I am totally freaking out right now and I, personally, don't like the look of the wounds, considering my mother's general health. I don't know, she looks better now, but I DON'T KNOW.
When I got the call from my dad, I was sitting with Diane and Patricia in a doctor's office, and I was like "Why is daddy calling?" and for some mad reason I was thinking library books or food, but then he told me he was at home, and I was scared to death that Scooby had bitten my itty bitty kitty Merlin, I NEVER EFFING EXPECTED THIS WHAT THE HELL.
Stop the world, plz. I want off. |
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