And he's not mine. I left the door open and it just wandered in like it owned the place. I guess my sister was dicking around with it before I got home and now it's all "heyyyy i eat da garbage ok ya". It attempted to eat the garbage, so I shooed it away. It proceeded to make that face that dogs make when they want to fuck your day up, so I waved him out with a shoe. He is now waiting on the porch for me. Sometimes he scratches the door. Sometimes he does a lap around the house. I don't know what to do about it though. Should I leave him be? I'm pretty sure he's the creature that's been tearing up all our garbage bags. He does enjoy the garbage. Anyway, I named him Muttsley "The Snarls" Doggenstein. It seemed fitting.
In other news, I go to the capitol this weekend. I'm kind of excited, and kind of not. Mostly not because I hate a solid portion of my class and don't look forward to spending 4 days with them. Also because the one friend I'm rooming with pissed me off, albeit unknowingly. I can't address the issue, or else I compromise the whole trip, which is dumb. FUCKKK. Basically, what happened is that we were supposed to sit together at prom, being best friends, you know, it seemed like an obvious choice, right? WRONGGGG. She fucked up the wholeeee plan because she 'promised someone else she'd sit with them at last years prom, but if she doesn't go then we can still sit together." Alright, no big deal really. I can dig honoring prior engagements, it's generally the right thing to do, totally fine. Except today, my other friend was like "Alright, dig this, that shit ain't true. The real reason is that her boyfriend doesn't want to sit with you."
Mmmhmm. Okay. Now, this is where the problem is. Last time I checked, friends don't lie to each other about stupid shit. I'm ruling out the option that she was trying to spare my feelings, because she knows I hate her boyfriend. He's this loud douche who touches his dick to the thought of an Xbox and is a complete piece of shit. I DON'T WANT TO SIT WITH YOU EITHER, DICKHOLE. But, as a mature woman, I can deal with the fact that I dislike this fellow and man up. Obviously, I'm not about to sit with the kid for hours on end and start arguments with him. She knows better than that. But obviously she does not value my friendship very much. I can almost guarantee she didn't even dispute it with him because "he doesn't ask much". I can understand being totally in love with your first boyfriend and all, and not wanting to fuck it up, but sometimes you have to put your foot down. Is it wrong for me to want to sit with her? Is it wrong for me to be upset that she lied to me about it? I really don't think so. I don't think it's ridiculous to call her values into question. I think that if I, of all people, can sit there and endure people I hate, then most other people can too. I think I'm almost more pissed that he's a huge fucking pussy and wouldn't ever say any of this to my face. WHY ARE ALL THE GUYS IN MY LIFE SUCH BABIES? Okay, not all...actually, most of them aren't, that was a complete exaggeration, I can really only think of 2 guys that are widdle pants pissers, but they are very notable ones.
I've realized that DA is my vent place, so if all my journals are bitchy and sad, I'm sorry, but this is kind of the only place I can fully get things off my chest and reflect on them. And that's generally after I bitch to all my friends, so I'm more sensible about things. ANYWHOOO, I'M GOING TO KICK THE SHIT OUT OF THIS DOG, HE WON'T SHUT THE FUCK UP. Jk, animal abuse is a bad thing.