Well, my day went smoothly until I received a distress call from a friend. Another break-up. So we went out to a coffee place and I listened to her. Four hours later, we were still at it. Its okay, i knew i helped a little just by being there listening, not judging her by her action however stupid they may seem. We were already laughing about it by the time we went home…so its okay now.
By the time i went home (about 9pm), I was suprised by a dogcage beside the door. I looked around and there was the sweetest little doggie. He still has no name so I just call him “bongklok”. So far so good, we’ll just see if he really is as sweet as he seems.
note: I’m really not the biggest fan of dogs