The title is so fitting. You would think I would learn from my mistakes and move on with life. Some how I am obsessed with all my mistakes. I still sing the same old song and I haven’t changed my infamous dance move since the tootsie roll was invented. You would think with me being so young my life would be ever changing. I have some how been stuck in a rut for over a year now.
I decided to go on a date with a guy that I dated 8 years ago. Looking back on the situation, he was part of my past for a reason. Stupid me started talking to him again and agreed to go out to dinner with him. He was fashionably late picking me up, had the personality of a gym sock, and was too skinny for my liking. Some how I still let myself get exciting and thought maybe he would turn out to be a nice guy and I wouldn’t notice that his left ear stuck out two inches from his head. Needless to say he turned out to be a total ass wipe. He kept texting me asking me what I was doing that night with no follow up. Eventually he fell off the face of the earth. And that my friends, is my Cinderella story in a nutshell.
Now I like a guy that I blew my chance with a few months back. He was interested but I was yet again to worried about what other people would think. I was too blind to see that he is a caring, sweet, and an honest person. I was too busy looking at the exterior and listening to other people’s judgements. I can’t believe how dumb I can be. Sometimes you need to think outside of the box and go for that person that you wouldn’t normally date. You would be suprised at how much you would have in common with that person. I guess if it’s meant to be it will be. I can’t think every minute about how much of dip I really am.
I had to put my dog to sleep a few weeks ago. She struggled with seizures and it turned out to be a brain tumor. I did everything I could, but her time had come. I just got a new puppy. Her name is LuLu and she is a red poodle. You know what’s funny? I never understood that saying about kicking puppies until I got her. I have no clue why this dog is afraid to take a shit outside. Some how I think I will never understand. I have been on her ass today like white on rice and she has not pooped at all in the house. Nor has she went outside either. I think she is saving it for when I go to bed tonight. She loves me like that. Since she is unable to poop in the house today, she has taken to peeing on my floor. When you pick her up, she just keeps peeing all over you. Talk about fun times. I think I would have rather had a baby than gotten a puppy.
As you can see. Nothing has changed at all…….
