I'm annoyed. Tired of getting harrassed by an ex. He needs to let go, and find himself-- in himself.
And I need to find myself.
I don't know what to do.
8/30/08
8/7/08
Tears Today
I made a HUGE mistake today. While at a party, the woman who has my old puppy Rusty arrived. I've been upset about it (mom and dad giving him away while I was at school) since I found out he was gone. I shouldn't have talked to her. Now I can't get Rusty off my mind.
I've been scouring the Internet, searching for Yorkie puppies, crying on and off. I miss Rusty so much. Janette, the woman that has him, offered to bring him over sometime. I don't think I could handle it. I'd break down crying. He wouldn't remember me, and that would hurt so much (And now I'm crying), because I still love him.
He's going to be two in February. I can't believe it.
I haven't talked to anyone since we got home. No one outside the house, that is. I feel bad, 'cause I got mad at Gage last night, and I think he thinks I'm still mad at him. But this has nothing to do with him. I don't want to talk to anyone. I was supposed to call back one of my friends, but I haven't yet.
While looking for another Yorkie, I found an ad for free T-cup Yorkie puppies. I emailed the woman , and am praying for a call. I told my parents that I am going to get this puppy, if the woman still has them.
They should have never gotten rid of Rusty. They gave him away, and then only a couple of months later I came home. Oh, and don't forget that my cat ran away the SAME MONTH that they gave Rusty to Janette, and no one told me until the day I came home.
I know this sounds spoiled, but right now, I keep thinking that my parents owe me for losing my baby, and giving away my dog. (and cue the tears)
I just miss them. Sonnet and Rusty. My boys. Yeah, I have Sammie, and Losgann never left, but... It's hard to lose a pet. Especially when you never got to say goodbye, didn't even know they were leaving.
Well, that's all for now. Thanks for listening.
I've been scouring the Internet, searching for Yorkie puppies, crying on and off. I miss Rusty so much. Janette, the woman that has him, offered to bring him over sometime. I don't think I could handle it. I'd break down crying. He wouldn't remember me, and that would hurt so much (And now I'm crying), because I still love him.
He's going to be two in February. I can't believe it.
I haven't talked to anyone since we got home. No one outside the house, that is. I feel bad, 'cause I got mad at Gage last night, and I think he thinks I'm still mad at him. But this has nothing to do with him. I don't want to talk to anyone. I was supposed to call back one of my friends, but I haven't yet.
While looking for another Yorkie, I found an ad for free T-cup Yorkie puppies. I emailed the woman , and am praying for a call. I told my parents that I am going to get this puppy, if the woman still has them.
They should have never gotten rid of Rusty. They gave him away, and then only a couple of months later I came home. Oh, and don't forget that my cat ran away the SAME MONTH that they gave Rusty to Janette, and no one told me until the day I came home.
I know this sounds spoiled, but right now, I keep thinking that my parents owe me for losing my baby, and giving away my dog. (and cue the tears)
I just miss them. Sonnet and Rusty. My boys. Yeah, I have Sammie, and Losgann never left, but... It's hard to lose a pet. Especially when you never got to say goodbye, didn't even know they were leaving.
Well, that's all for now. Thanks for listening.
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