So, I'm going to take a moment here and frowny face all over the place if you'll allow. ...Oh, you will? That'll be fantastic.  
 
I had a date lined up this Saturday with a duder I've known for nearly 7 years, liked for 6. Been in this "We should go out sometime" limbo for 3 years. Last time we had date planned, he had to cancel because there was a death in the family. And I'm fine with that. I can understand. I'm not some psychopath, I promise. The time before that, I had to bail because I was hospitalized with a mysterious stomach virus. All the times before those, though, he said he was busy and had other plans. When I found out what they were afterwards, I was told that he had wanted to play Gary's Mod, WoW, or Battlefield Bad Company *Number Here*. The reason for this weekend not happening? Civilization V. He sent me a text today saying "Got a new game. Be on it for a few days. Maybe we'll see each other next month." D:< D:< D:<<<<<<<< This is all really upsetting and far too much for me. It's like I do this to myself. The only times we had to cancel, the things were pretty serious. But this? This is too much. 
 
It's almost as if I do this to myself. Maybe I need to grow a backbone and be more assertive? I dunno. I would have no idea where to start. 
 
Doesn't help my mood that my mom and sister have been leaving the house without me. (I lack my own car and whatnot.) So I get wrangled into "puppysitting" because they want to go and have fun. They always tell me these things last minute and when I say "Oh, that sounds like fun! Can I go?" They always pull the "No, you never watch Oliver" card and just leave me. It's complete and total crap because I've been watching the dog since day one. I love him to bits and it's not his fault that we don't have a pet friendly home. It's our first real pet, I don't mind giving him the extra TLC he's earned. I just hate being the one left behind. The places they go allow dogs, but they think he's too much of a handle. He was my sister's birthday present and she's already been neglecting him. It makes me feel terrible. It just rubs the wrong way even more because I have the worst allergies in the world and it took quite some time for my phobia of dogs to go away. (Really helps that Olly is so tiny... But him barking still scares me. I know, I'm weaksauce.) 
 
Just, aaaaaaaaaargh. There has been a lot of tension in this household of mine and being able to go out on my own without my family there or the dog to watch would have been so great, y'know? Even if it wasn't going to be that good of a date, being out of the house would have been nice. Just wish my friends weren't all so busy. It's been years.