maaaannn.

i don't even know where to begin, or what exactly my point even is.

... i feel unproductive here at da.

haha, under statement of the year right there.

i can't wait till i'm out of school so i can finally do some things i enjoy.

like going for walks, taking pictures, being with my dog, being with my friends/family, baking, cooking, reading.


all things i miss so very much.
basically life is school. work. home. sleep.
then, school. work. home. shower. sleep.
sometimes i change it up to shower. school. work. sleep.

*sigh* almost there. hanging in. promise.



then i'll have some cutie fucking pictures of my pup-o.

fuzzy, by the way is four and a half years old. will be five in june.
fucking crazy.

i've loved my dog since he was the size of my palm.
he is amazing, i have no idea what i did right, but i obviously did. he's super sweet and chill. loves pretty much everyone except drunk people. whatever, it's cool. he's observant. very much so actually. can be playful if you rev him up a little. he can dance, roll over, lay down, shake, sit up, and give kisses on demand. he doesn't really need a leash, he just hangs out by you [unless something is very interesting smelling, then it could take like five minutes]. he has a huge personality for a dog, let alone a small one. he's me babay.

"in order to really enjoy a dog, one doesn't merely try to train him to be semihuman. the point of it is to open oneself to the possibility of becoming partly a dog." - edward hoagland