What a day WHAT A DAY. Ok, I have to talk about this as much as I can, no matter how hard it is for me, I know if I dont talk about it I will go back to drugs for the answer. I had an Ailing dog named Bernard, the SWEETEST, kindest Burmese Mountain dog in the world, who me and my family had to put down today. His hind legs were giving up on him and he was over 13 years old. So today I woke up, ate my breakfast and got a ride from my mom to school. I got to school and I just couldn't go I was such a blubbering, crying idiot over the state of Bernard. So My mom took me back home and I layed with him for awhile. Then I just couldn't take it anymore so I took my car, in which I dont have Drivers license yet, for a drive and tried to find my dealer to get some pot to take away some of this pain. Luckily I couldnt find him and I ended up going back home. I come home to find Bernard all sprawled out at the end of the stairs whimpering. I knew he fell down the steps when I was gone and That made me feel just 10x worse knowing While I was out looking for drugs my dog was suffering more. So i picked him up and layed him down on a blanket and pet him for awhile. then my mom finally got home and she set up an appointment to take him in to evalutate his condition. Me, my mother and my next door neighbor who walked the dog every day took him to the vet. The vet decided that the best thing to do was to put him down. So they put him down and I cried, and cried, and cried. We finally drove home and found that my house has been broken into and one of my basses, a sculpture (dont ask cuz I have no clue) and some other inexpensive items were taken, plus half the house was torn up. Luckily it was my old Ibanez that has a shattered finish on the bottom of the bass and they didnt take any of my good stuff that was in the basement. But still it hurt. So im at home as mad as can be, upset as can be and I finally cried myself to sleep. I woke up and im here now. I know half of this probably sounds fake but, it really did happen, Im just a crappy writer and cant really type too well in my condition. Sorry for taking your time to vent but I know i have to. And this is one of the only places I know I can where I can get nice replys and no dumb ass trollers and flamers. Well thanks for listening guys. Im off to bed now. P.S.- we have filed a police report on this but dont expect much action to be taken since theres no way to find out the people who robbed us and Since the bass was a p.o.s Im not too affected by it.