I saved a doggie today at work! I was chilling in the car outside since we had no customers and I saw a random dog running around on the sidewalk. It was a cute tiny dog, so I fangirled LOL I was feeling a tad nervous cuz we’re located in the city, so there’s always incoming cars in the street and shit. The dog sinffed around near the garbage dumpster for some food, so I freaked out. DON’T EAT GARBAGE DOGGIE!!! Ebony (my co-worker) honked at it and the dog ran off with some garbage in its mouth. It left the garbage, but then followed someone into the corner store. I sat in the car for awhile, but then I didn’t want the owners of the corner store to chase the doggie out, so I ran over to the corner store and picked it up. LOL it was so awkward!

I walked around and asked whose dog it was and someone told me it belonged to some white people in the apartment right above our salon. Of course, white people…so duh careless! =__= I sat in the car with the dog until I saw a big, no, HUGE shirtless white guy come outside of the apartment. I was skeptical at first, but there’s literally no other white people that reside where I work, so I figured it was his dog. He told me he was helping his sister cook and the dog just slipped out the door, down the stairs, and to the outside. Like wtf, you should tip me for saving your dog! AH DUUUUUU MAAAAAA LOL

Yeah, I finally got it :3 1998 Toyota Camry. It’s good for a starter car; (I fell in love with the Rav4, but I’m too scared to drive that beautiful car, haha) I mean, I can drive it, but soo intimidating D;

So I’m sticking with the Camry. Haven’t driven it yet, I still gotta go get the license plates and register it, blehhhh. I wish I were a kid again, adults have too much shit to do ;~;

But yeahhh, I HAVE MY OWN MUTHAFUCKIN CAR NOW x’]

Gonna have super duper puffy eyes tomorrow at work. G’night.

It hurts. A lot. I don’t want to just look the other way or cut off all ties. I care. I really do. I wonder if you think that I don’t care. Because if you do think that, well, that hurts too. Because I try really really hard to be there for you and for all of my attempts of trying to teach you something or take care of you goes to waste or you don’t even realize what I’m doing, I think ‘WTF, why do I even bother?’ But I still continue, cuz that’s the type of person I am. Honestly, you can fuck me over time and time again, but in the end, I’m still willing to give you another chance and forgive. I know it’s bad that I do that, but I can’t help it.

I’m naive. Eventually it’ll bring the end of me, I really think that.