My little sisters 8th grade graduation thingy was today, so I had to look nice! It's a dress that goes to my knees. Love it! Sorry for the weird angle though, I used my phone.
I'm sitting here, alone, in the dark silence. It's ... 1:48am, I'm talking to my little sister on facebook. (Even though she is in the next room. She is arguing with me and being a pretty huge biotch this week, so I guess she's too scared to come say stuff to my face.) I have a lot of things on my mind. Then I remembered... I have a blog to write stuff in!
Well, my "no sugar" diet failed big time. I didn't lose one pound. Not one! Not even with the yoga and stuff. It made me so upset when I found that out, because I had been trying so hard. It broke me. I was depressed all last week. It's like.. all that work for nothing? Really? Made me feel like an even bigger failure. Not having a decent job, not having a car, not having anything that made me feel independent... and now I work hard to better myself for no result? It crushed my spirit. But, I have made a solution for that! I'm going back on the diet I was on in high school. I dropped 70 lbs that year. I'm starting it the day I go to the doctor. Until then, I'm going to push that out of my head and just live my life. Not too crazy of course, but I'm not going to deprive myself if I really want something. (Where are the cookies?) So there is that.....
My mom and I are watching my aunt's dog after her house had a fire. I feel so horrible for them. Their dog is soooo sweet and so full of energy. We walk her as much as possible and we brush her everyday. We also got her liking car rides now. But...... My aunt and my cousin. (*screaming in head*) They are the worst people to have around a dog. And the sad part is, they are around her a lot without us there. My aunt has a dog she barely takes care of and they mess with my (we shall call my other aunts dog mine to eliminate confusion) ... my dog like she knows best. NO!...... Don't try to make your dog and my dog go after each other and then get pissed when it actually happens. That's how dogs get aggressive.
I made this image a while ago, when I figured out how to make posters. It goes with the song "Wunderkind" by Alanis Morisette. If you listen to the song, you'll understand the image. I feel like it is me.
I, hereby, make this house "Susanne's Visiting House" for when she visits me in the future. This way, she has a private space for writing, reading, and just living. It would probably become her actual live-in house, but that's okay too. Haha.