So it was just a normal day of training for half the day. You know, sniff out the drugs, attack the guy on the protective suit on command, fo stuff right and get a tennis ball, do stuff wrong and get verbally assaulted. So it sucks because I'm not a real dog and I wasn't meant to do this. And it gets worse, today I had to go on a mission with my master. I mean, it wasn't life threatening but I was in unfamiliar territory and not knowing what was going on at all. Turns out I just had to find some drugs in a school. What is with teenagers these days? Honestly, I wasn't like that when I was a teenager, actually I still was a teenager when I was transformed, I was turned when I was 16. That was three years ago so I'm 19, but you probably figured that out with basic math.

On the mission I did find something very interesting, yeah, I'm starting to hate society even more now. People are terrible sometimes, I don't know how I've dealt with them for this long. I mean, I've been told it gets better but it really doesn't seem like it. I just don't know what to do. Life is ok with my master, I guess. I'm treated like a dog though, oh yeah, that's right. Sometimes I forget I'm a dog, like when I remember there's skeleton in me and then I remember and get freaked out.

Anyways now I'm home, reading dark and gruesome poetry but on the laptop because he doesn't read poetry. I'm also listening to old rock and metal music, it cheers me up when I'm sad. Listening to German music soothes me when I'm mad. So I guess German rock, I'll try it and see how it works.
Note to self: It does not work.

I'm tired, I need sleep and I haven't gotten it much. You know those nights where you can't sleep because you have too much on your mind? This has been going on for years now. I did end up passing out in the middle of the night but I still didn't get much sleep. I'm going to bed, I have to get up early anyways. And I probably won't write for a few months or so either.