A lot of Shit

To be completely honest, I haven't done a great deal of work this week. Although it's been over a week without being at College and I've had all of that time to get it done, I've only officially started since yesterday where I did a whole batch of Logbook Work (That's on my other blog that I'm going to be using for College logbooks). I was thinking about doing the rest of my Business Assignments today since it's the last day of the holidays, but unless I wake up properly I don't think I'm going to be able to get them done.

I guess It's fine if I don't finish my logbook straight away because our groups performance was postponed until next Thursday, and my Research Project is the easiest thing I've ever had to do in College, so I'm pretty nailed down when it comes to getting the work done in a decent amount of time. The only thing that's going to bother me next week is having College and having to do last terms College work. I'm glad that I'm definitely going to be dedicated to every piece of my work next term, and I know I will be because I have Devin.

Even though it's still been hard to get my work done lately, because I have next to nought of motivation to do it, I have felt the need to actually do it because Devin's been helping me. Although he asks whether he can help or not, he already does because knowing that I want to do it for him makes me feel like I can do it. I did so much written work yesterday, I know that I probably wouldn't have done it at all if I didn't have Devin there, and I'm glad that I can give him that peace of mind instead of being a stressy bitch who is way too stubborn and annoying to be around. I do try, lol, and all I can wish for is that what I do is good enough for him to be happy with.

Another thing that's happened this week is that I told my mum about Devin. The conversation started out pretty weird, and I was even nervous about it, because I told her that I really like Devin and she replied, 'Well that's obvious'. When I told her that I wanted to go over to Canada to visit Devin and possibly live with him, that's when I could tell that she got a bit worried. She knows that Devin isn't a threat because she's seen him before and they talk sometimes, but I guess it's the fact that I'll be the furthest away from her than I've ever been, or even any of my other sisters... Who knows if it will even happen or not, we both know that and now my mum knows, but it's fine because all we have to do is enjoy is what's happening now.
I also asked her about what dad would think. She didn't really answer, especially because I told her that Devin said hi to my dad once and he replied like he wasn't happy at all. I don't care too much about what my dad thinks because he knows nothing about Devin; who is he to judge whether Devin is the right guy for me or not? He was like this even with my older sisters every time they had boyfriends. Whenever they came to the house I could tell that he was swallowing back something. No, I don't care at all. My dad might have been my idol throughout the majority of my life, but I'm turning 18 this year and I will be 18 by the time I go visit Devin, so he can go suck a dick as far as I'm concerned. I fucking love you dad, but you need to take a chill pill.

Speaking of parents, they also reminded me of something that's going to happen next week. Quite a few weeks ago I mentioned the death of my mums dog and that she had to be put down. I also mentioned further on in the post that the puppy we got about a year ago also has to be put down because she's too aggressive. Her name is Willow. Willow will be put down next week, on Wednesday, so I guess that's another thing amongst all the other shit I'm going to have to handle in the coming week.

But I guess the work I'm going to have to do will distract me, and Devin is always there for me anyway, so I don't have anything to worry about. It's just a shame that it has to happen and there's nothing else we can do.

Sofie on the left, our 4 year old Miniature Schnauzer.

Willow on the right, a few days after we got her.