Something had woken me up during the night and when I turned over in bed, I was met face-to-face with Rosco, my little pug. He was staring me straight in the face and it was kind of a secret code we had going on. He had to go outside. I glanced at the bedside clock my mom had managed to find yesterday and put out and saw that it was 3:54. So much for having a full night's rest.

"Alright buddy, let's find your leash and then we can go outside." His ears perked up and he let out a little bark. He leaped down off of the bed as I uncovered myself from the covers. Immediately I got goosebumps and a little shiver going down my spine. The pitter-patter coming from Rosco's steps could be heard in Australia considering I have wood floors. Soon enough I found the leash, hooked it onto his collar, and was outside while he was doing the business. When he was done, he started trotting over back to me in a happy little rhythm. "What do you think about a walk later?" He barked in response. "Okay, only later though. Like later-later." I said walking back inside.

Hours later, I lay in bed, still awake. "Man fuck this time change." Over in Florida it was about noon while it was 9 am here. I can't fall asleep like this. I stayed in bed for a while longer, enjoying the song that came on Pandora playing on my laptop by my head. Mayday Parade's 'Anywhere But Here'

Well might as well get up seeing as I'm not getting any sleep soon. After a few minutes, I found myself wandering about the house, tooth brush sticking out of my mouth, looking for my bedroom box for a hair brush. After a while of searching, I decided to just take a comb to it and try my best. Irritated with the comb, I just made my hair into a side braid. With hair as long as almost down to your waist, braids look cool in my opinion. After doing so, I slipped on my favorite A Day To Remember shirt. On top of that, I put on my favorite red beanie. My friend Justin had given it to me for Christmas one year. The year after that, or well the year a few days after that, was hell.

Okay, time to go unpack. Guess I'd better start with my room. Walking over to my phone to turn the volume up, I realized Rosco was asleep again. On my pillow. Maybe I can just put in headphones...

So that's pretty much what I did for about 4 hours. When I was almost done, having only the kitchen left to unpack, Rosco nudged my foot. I guess it's time for his walk.

Notes

I TRIED UPDATING THIS FOR THE PAST WEEK BUT IT WOULDN'T UPLOAD.
sorry.