8.

So, I'm stuck.

I'm stuck in West Chester with absolutely nothing to do. I'm also looking for reasons to feel sorry for myself, and that's stupid.

Anyways, I came to WC with Bea to rummage through my shit I brought back from the dorms and dumped in her downstairs family room.. I did that in about an hour and a half while she was at work. That was the plan, and then after she got off work (at around 1 or 1:30) we were going to go to the SPCA and play with the dogs there (perhaps pick up a little one who thoroughly enjoys car rides). 

But no. She texts me a couple hours after she's supposed to be home saying that she doesn't get off work until after 4. Blows. Yeah. 

So I'm stuck. 

AND my bike is attached to the back of her car, so I feel even more stuck. 

AND the SPCA closes at three, so I can't look forward to playing with pups.

AND I'm even starting to get bored with the internet.

Good god my life's rough, isn't it?

I'm a sucker, and I'm a whiner. 

note: do not read above blog.

I miss Bell.

<3