The puppy chewed on my flip flops...the ones I only bought like barely a week ago!! My mother apparently saved it the first time...but she never bothered to put it anywhere where the puppy couldn't get to them so they got chewed on again. So now there are little teeth marks all over the shoe.
Why is it that when I clearly said 'I don't like dogs' that my parents decided to give in to my sister and buy her a fucking dog? It's peed and pooped god knows how many times on the floor already (my mother thanks her lucky stars that it was on the wood floor and not the carpet). It fucking smells like dog in the dining room that I keep spraying air freshener and my sister comes home late so that the responsibility falls onto my parents (mostly my mother) anyway!
Summer is coming to an end. I'll have a week's respite from school until the fall semester starts. Of course, I still have to get through my last assignment and my final.30_kisses
totally didn't work out at all. I think I should attempt another theme thing or something. =_=;; I haven't written a single thing in like 4 months. I know I write slowly, but this is getting to be a bit much.