tattered

i have never been a fan of confrontation nor has my sister. we had thought all along that we got it from our mother, but we realized that we actually acquired it from our dad. one of the very few pros with being non-confrontational (...?) is that i get over things very quickly. just give me a couple of hours, and i'll be completely over it. tonight was the first night my new roommate and i had some problems. it all started with a little puppy named lucy. i love them both, but things got crazy today. chewed up carpet + knocked over lamp + long day at work/ceramics all led to frustration. i got over my whole confrontation deal, and thankfully we talked things over. i feel a butt ton better than i would have if i had just went to bed. so at the end of a very long day i am extremely thankful to have an awesome roommie, and an a okay little pup. :]

stress is going to get the better of me if i don't get things in control. work and studios (and laundry) has made my brain frantic. tomorrow is a new beginning...