Mood: Borderline.
Music: Anthem of our Dying Day- Story of the Year
I've been okay lately. My gramma and I didn't have a battle to the death and, in addition, I now have the Sims 2 Unviversity. Yeeeey! I feel on top for now, but I'm suriously wondering how long it'll last. Probably not very. If happiness came in large doses, what would be the point? Okay, 'nuff ranting.
I truely and openly feel bad for my friend, Natalie (sp?). Recently her cat, Aristotle, was hit by a car, he wasn't even a mere 2 years old and yet he died. Its so sad, she looked so hurt today but there wasn't a thing I could do. I'm not very good at trying to help people cope, I know I'll ******** up and say something like:
Me-"Well, its not like he had cancer, right?"
--"The tumor was the size of an eggplant."
Me-"O_o'"
Now she's looking for a new cat. She's the kind that needs a replacement ASAP. My mom says my dad and her friend are like that, myself personally, I don't get it. The one and only <Insert Name Here> has died and you're already putting out a 'Help Wanted' sign? *Sigh* But I guess that there is some logic to it. Perhaps this weekend we'll go to some animal shelters and see if there's any cats in need of a home.
To all you bastards who thought I was an angsty adolescent who only cared about themselves, well you're partially right, you can kiss my online a**. Gracias.
Hoping there is a nice Kitty Heaven somewhere,
-NaHeil.
 NaHeil · Tue Mar 22, 2005 @ 02:14am · 0 Comments |
