Its four in the morning and I feel like I should try to sleep??
I’ve reached the point of remembering all the things in my past that I’ve done and hated myself for (like as far back as when I got my braces off and didn’t wear my plastic retainer so my teeth didn’t stay as straight as they should have).
Another reason I can’t stand Courtney currently: She adopted a new dog, Faith, who’s a mastiff and something mix?
She’s supposed to be a service dog and Courtney is going to train her herself, which is a riot because I knew from the start it wouldn’t work.
Anyway, the dog always jumps on people and is so excitable she can hardly be controlled. Her claws grow at a point and tonight when she kept jumping up on me, my arms got clawed the fuck out of.
It was three hours ago and I still have marks.
I can’t wait until Faith is full grown and didn’t have the habit broken as a pup so this giant dog will knock people over and never pass the certification for being a registered service animal.
(I can’t figure out how to crop images on my tablet, dammit.)
I think I will actually get it soon?? I’m going back to work Tuesday, and if my store manager is there I’m going to ask her if it would be suitable because as soon as it is healed enough, I would put a clear retainer in for work.
I received $100 in exchange for watching the three beagles for a week. I know I should save it.
But I am fighting between getting a piercing like I wanted to, or a couple of the plant books I really want.
(Or more plants.)
For about two years (although, it has probably been longer), I have never been able to get a full nights rest without waking up at least once, and staying awake for thirty minutes to never being able to fall back asleep.
Lately, it has been getting so much worse. It may definitely be caused by my move back into my parents’ house. For the last week, I’ve only been able to go to sleep at three or four in the morning. I wake up repeatedly through the night and wake up around seven or eight and lay in bed trying to go to sleep.
I’ve been debating going to my doctor to see if I genuinely have a sleep issue, or I just can’t ever sleep except when depressed (read: more depressed than I normally am).
I see no difference.
Sob, thank you Sarah, for both replies.
I’m just so hard on myself about paintings and what have you, because I want to be one of the “”“gifted ones”“” and the fact I can’t use water colors the way I want to is incredibly frustrating.
I finally got oil pastels down so bonus??
Anyway, yes I love you very much and you are much too kind to me.
I hate this so much?? It looks like a second grader did it. Ughughugh
Only my second full watercolor, though.
I did Skype with my dog tonight so that was great.
I’m trying to paint a watercolor cat right now and it’s not turning out how I want and I want to cry.
I am absolutely seething with anger??
I told my best friend some v confidential things that were meant to be kept in between us.
She just showed up at my house with a girl I haven’t spoken to since Junior year, who Courtney claimed to hate, and first thing she tells me that she told that girl everything that has been going on.
The other girl had absolutely no right to know such personal things, and Courtney completely betrayed my trust.
I can’t see her any time soon or I will entirely explode at her.