Being an Adult.

I know, not something that would usually be bitched about, much less blogged about. However, it's not always a great thing; being an adult. It's annoying. My social life is harder than my school life this year.

I am finally 21 and I hate it for the most part. I like the occasional drink, but I haven't been "drunk" in months. That being said, I don't mind buying alcohol, but it is rare if I am ever paid back. R a r e. Again, not something I really complain about. I just am at a weird place in life.

I don't have a girlfriend, or even a fascination for that matter. The idea of sex doesn't interest me. I haven't even flirted with someone in weeks. I just don't want to get set up for another heartbreak. The worst feeling in the world, to me, is hurting someone because I can't love them the way that they need to be loved.

Diesel is driving me crazy. I love that we have a dog, but he is keeping me from sanity. All he wants to do is play and pee inside and walk and pee more and chew on everything. I understand he's a puppy, but it's extreme. He is currently in his cage and pissed. Bark away buddy.

It seems that the bills never stop. Rent, food, toilet paper, puppy food, puppy rent, electric, cleaning equipment and a thousand other things. I have money, but it isn't going to be there forever.

I lack patience lately. I am quick to annoyance. Very quick. I want results and I want them within a few minutes. I don't understand the hesitation with things. Just do the shit that needs done. I don't understand how things don't get done. Take the trash out, do the dishes, sweep the floors and shut the hell up. Walk the dog, make food, clean up after yourself and be quiet. Praise shouldn't need to be given for such simple tasks.

Anyway, I will shut the hell up and stop bitching. Here is a photo I took from an airplane. Enjoy

-Being an Adult.-
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Potty Training.

I recently decided to get a puppy with my roommate. It was definitely an impulse buy and now, although I am happy to have him, I am progressively going insane. I am not a motherly/fatherly figure by any means. I don't like kids and I want little to do with them. Potty training is kicking my ass. Just when I think Diesel, the puppy, gets the concept of going outside, he pees on the carpet. Of course I have to scold him, but then he legit turns into Mr. Pouty Face and I feel horrible. I hope this ends soon because I am at my wit's end. I feel like I'm rushing the little fella to grow up, but I just want him to get it. Anyway, more from me soon. Love the little thing. He is the only man I will ever love. 

Potty Training.
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