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So today Wyatt graduated his obedience class! He was so great. Carol, our trainer had the class do several “tests”. The only one he didn’t do well on was his “leave it” test. But he did really good on everything else, especially his loose leash walking. And he did really good on his “stay back”. He also got the award for most improved. George got the best in class award. I was so happy for them:) It kind of upsets me that class is over with, though. I really loved going to class every week. Carol is so amazing and I’m really going to miss her. And it really helped us to train Wyatt, even though we still suck at disciplining him.

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I go to a thing at school every Wednesday called Big Brothers, Big Sisters and it’s where high schoolers can sign up to stay after school for an hour with some elementary kids. This past Wednesday I found out about how one of the kids in the “class” has an 11-year-old sister who tried killing herself. She tried taking a bunch of pills. Hearing that really made me think about things.

Like, how upset would someone that young have to be to try killing themselves? I don’t think I ever had any type of thought like that until I was like 14. I mean, I still think that’s young, but I could never imagine going through with anything like that. I’ll be honest, I have thought that it would probably be better to kill myself than to live. But I really can’t see me actually doing that. I don’t have the strength to anything. I’m too afraid of the pain that might come with death. And most of all, I’m afraid of what happens after death. Especially because some people believe that you go straight to Hell.

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I haven’t posted anything in forever, so now I have some updates:) So like two weeks ago this boy asked me to prom and I said yes. Yesterday I went to look for dresses at the mall and bought this navy blue one with silver beads on the top. I think it’s a pretty dress and all, but I feel really fat and gross in it. I know that I probably should’ve said something and found a different one, but I REALLY hate shopping and just wanted it to be over.

Right now I’m not exactly excited for the whole prom thing though. I really wish that I had said no to the guy, but all of my friends and family are so happy that I got asked. I honestly just want to be done with the whole prom thing and just school in general. I’m sick of how happy everyone is about this except me. I realize that I should be happy that I’m a sophomore and got asked to prom, but I don’t really like the kid because he makes me feel awkward. I just can’t be happy about it. I need to learn how to say no more often.

And I feel like I’m only doing this to please everyone else. My mother would’ve been devastated if I said no, and I obviously can’t say no now, so I’m just screwed. I hope that prom comes fast and goes fast so that I can stop worrying about everything.

I don’t feel like I’m a teenage girl. What girl wouldn’t want to be going to prom? But the more I think about it, the more stressed I get. I keep on regretting saying yes to him. I just need someone to talk some sense into my head really. And it doesn’t help that I’m not talking to my best friend that much anymore.

It’s not like we had a fight, but for some reason everytime we try to get together something gets in the way. And I’ll be honest, it’s usually my fault. I always forget if I have plans the day she wants to do something and then when that day comes my parents are all “oh, are you ready to go to that thing later?” so then I have to bail. I feel like the shittiest friend. I honestly wouldn’t blame her for hating me.

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