I always had a horrible feeling that my time with my favorite pair of shoes would be extremely limited. I wondered how it would happen, that I could no longer wear them and share my immense love for them. Maybe my feet would magically grow a shoe size overnight and they would no longer fit. Maybe I would get my foot run over by a lawnmower and along with my unfortunate foot, my shoe would be ruined, leaving the pair incomplete and unwearable. Both of these possibilities seemed incredibly unlikely but at least I would have a good story to partially compensate for the immense tragedy of losing my favorite pair of shoes.

Unfortunately the day has come that I can no longer wear these dear shoes of mine and to make matters worse, I don't even have a stimulating explanation as to why not. Instead, I have to live day-to-day knowing that never again will I be able to wear those fantastic shoes all because for the SECOND time my boyfriend's brother's dog has eaten a  pair of my shoes. Did they really have to be my FAVORITE pair though? A pair that can never, ever, ever be replaced! Oh, the horror.

I just want to scream and kick and punch and cry. Actually, I already have. But it's not enough. Every time I think about coming home and seeing that stupid faced dog next to my sad, torn shoe in the middle of our living room I just want to blow something up. Preferably the dog. Seriously, I consider myself very much an animal lover but this dog is testing my patience. She has eaten my boots, dvds, earrings, food and now this, my favorite pair of shoes. It all just makes me wonder, what's next? Would you care to indulge in a nice hunk of my laptop perhaps?

Seriously dog, I hate you. And shoes, I will miss you forever...

Currently Supreme Genius of King Khan By King Khan and the Shrines see related

I am ready for classes to start back up next week. I have been rather lazy the last two semesters but I am determined to come with it full force this spring...even if I am only taking 2 classes  

I have learned the hard way not to overload myself. So I will just continue to baby-step my way through this whole college thing. Even if it does take me seemingly forever to finish, I refuse to give up.

Currently London Calling By The Clash see related

My boyfriend's brother's dog ate my favorite boots. I am not happy about it.

I can hardly wait for autumn.

This summer has been tiresome and I am glad for it to have gone by so seemingly fast. January never seems to me as being the beginning of the year. Instead these next two months do, with school starting and the weather making the change from unbearable waves of heat to the crisp, cool feel of fall. I love it.

Summer always feels too uncertain to me. People are always so excited for summer. There is so much pressure for it to be this awesome, care-free time when you can sleep in as long as you want and hang out and party with family and friends. I, however, am coming to realize that I despise it. I hate being sweaty and not being able to shed enough layers to ever get cool. I hate the smell of hotdogs, sweat and chlorine. I hate feeling that I have no schedule so it seems as though I have plenty of time to get things done, yet I never do. And rather than it being a time to hang out and "party", it feels like a time when you make and lose friends as inexplicably fast as the months seem to go by. Then by the time August rolls around all the people that were so excited for summer are the same ones I hear moping about how they can't believe summer's over and oh man, they're starting to put up all the back-to-school stuff in stores. I personally, am ecstatic.

I am excited for school. I love having a schedule to follow and I like knowing what I will be doing most days. I feel like I get more accomplished that way. I just love autumn for so many reasons. I love the astonishing colors that everything turns. I love the crisp, but smokey smell in the air. I LOVE wearing sweaters and hats and boots and tall socks!!! I love going for walks and the sound of crunching leaves. I love planning what I'm going to wear for Halloween and buying my Tofurky for Thanksgiving. There is just so much more to look forward to than there is in the summer...So yeah, I can hardly wait.

Oh...I almost forgot my birthday is in the fall too. Not that I'm particularly excited for my birthday, but I am excited for my trip to California, which will be during my birthday. I have never really had the urge to go to California but Chauncey has a good friend that lives in Santa Cruz. So we are currently planning a trip to stay for a few days. I really want to spend an entire day gazing at Redwoods and an entire day shopping and just taking everything in, in San Francisco. So that is another thing to look forward to.