20…21….22….

i sit here listening to my aunt repeat over and over a command to do a trick to our 17 year old dog who is well past his prime…27….28…29. i think its sad that she keeps going and just wont give him the cheese that he is so eager to get but too old to remember what he’s suppose to do or too deaf to understand what the order really is….32….33…34. sometimes i wish he would freaking talk and be like BITCH WHY DONT YOU SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP AND THEN YOU GET SOME CHEESE….lmao…or try and bite her like he just did. i think he read my mind. i’m so bored…should be studying for my midterm tomorrow but again i wouldnt be me if i didn’t procrastinate some. so my friend brandon up in ohio finally messaged me back last night…told me he had been busy and "lord willing would text me today if lord willing he remembered and to please not hate him!" haha. i told him i of course didn’t hate him but lord willing he forgot to text me today :(. got a message from another old friend today…josh’s cousin kas. i miss her so much. she left me a comment on myspace reminding me of this hilarious inside joke and i almost died laughing. god i miss her and our wild times. well thats it for my procrastination…youngin is demanding me to get my butt in gear so i’ll pass this midterm. guess he’s the responsible one in this relationship haha what a change.