So yesterday was a flop. What a horrible day. I mean it wasn’t really that bad I guess. You be the judge.
I got home from orientation and then Adam calls me. He wants me to meet him on Alpine to get some stuff and go out to eat. I had to pick up my dress anyway so I agreed to. We met at Debs and picked up my dress. He really hurt my feelings when he commented on my skirt (the green one that I love). After that we went to Home Depot. He got some tools and we left again. He made another comment that made me feel like shit. The whole while I just had a weird feeling. It probably had something to do with him talking about this girl that he’s sort of seeing now. I don’t want him to think that he can’t talk to me about stuff so I just try and give him the best advice to get the girl, even though it pretty much breaks my heart. I’m not in love with him, I just am upset that it had to end when things were going so well. So anyway, I apologized for being so serious about his comments and told him that I just felt like there was something weird in my stomach…probably my nerves I said. He asked me if I wanted to go home and I said yes. He sped off. I didn’t want things to end on a bad note so I called and apologized. I just need some time away from him and stuff, and I’m getting it so I’ll be fine in a while.
In the meantime…I stop by Nicks…and then I go home. Just when I walk in the door my phone rings and it’s my sister: ” Jen, Candy…” and my phone cut out. So I call her back and she told me that Candy (my dog) died. She passes my hysterical mom the phone and I thought that she was going to tell me that she ran out into the road or something but instead I heard: “Jenny, you know how Candy gets excited and runs out into the garage…” and I hung up the phone. Wrong thing to do yes, but I was just so upset at that point that I didn’t know what to do. My mom ran the dog over. My mom ran the dog over. I know it was an accident, but even in an accident someone’s always at fault. Like when I got in that car “accident” I was at fault. There is no denying that. I know my mom feels horrible and I feel sorry for her but it happened. I guess it just teaches people to pay more attention when driving. It could have been anything, it could have been Teddy, or Lala, or Lili or Bruster. I miss Candy. This is how I truely feel, and no one can tell me different. I know it was an “accident” and I know people are sorry but once again it happened and it shouldn’t have.
Other than that I made a T-shirt tonight. I don’t know what I’m going to do now. I guess I’ll probably try my dress on a few more times and then go to sleep.