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I know it's been forever but here's a little bit of news from my end of the world... I've started woring at a used car dealership, on top of my dorm job, untill I save enough money to leave the dorm. I'm still learning but I really love it. Classes are ending and it's finals week, so I get a nice little break till summer semester. And the best news of all, pancake is finally gaining weight, and eating like a horse. I was worried there for a while because she was soooooo skinny when I got her, but she's doing great now, and even cuddles with me sometimes. :) Hope all is well with you all, happy blogging!

Blood donor

I gave blood today- and didn't even faint!!! :) I'm a big fan of blood and organ donation, although every time I do, I end up really sick. The last time I donated was last February, and I ended up fainting in the girl's restroom in the UCF student union. I haven't donated since, because I had to go to the er and had a HORRIBLE experience, so I took a break from donating, but now I'm BACK! This time I ate lunch, went straight to the blood bus, and as soon as I left, ate again. If you don't donate, you really should. Feeling a little yucky for a day is a small price to pay to save 3 children- or one adults lives.  and as long as you take care of yourself, you won't even feel yucky or anything! So... donate today! :)

Frisco

I'm very sad to announce that after ten years of being the best pet snake a girl could ask for, Frisco passed away on Sunday, March 22, 2009, at the age of 15. He'd been very lethargic lately, and denied food (again) the previous wednesday. Saturday night he was hardly moving, and Sunday morning he died in my arms, while I was searching hysterically for an emergency vet that could help him. Unfortunately, there is no emergency with a ball python that is worth the time of a qualified vet on a Sunday. As sad as I am, I'm glad that he was so loved in his life, and I'm happy that if he was sick, at least he will never be in pain again. 

Pancake

Well, I broke down and got a kitty. She's the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life, she's all gray, and her tail is gray with black stripes. She's skinny as a rail, but I'm trying to fix that, and she's incredibly curious. At one and a half years old, she wants to know what everything is about, how it works, and why it isn't in pieces yet. And if it's not in pieces, she will do her best to get it there, because that's how everything should look, right? She loves typing, chewing on cords, biting the hand that feeds her, and tipping her water bowl over. She hates newcomers, and Frisco. But I am convinced they will learn to love each other in time.Until then, they will remain in separate parts of the room. Here are some pics. :) PS I couldn't figure out how to get my pics at the bottom of the post, so you already saw the pics... lol Hope you like em!

Bummed

First off, let me say that I am not typically a negative or pessimistic person, but lately I'm having a lapse in positive attitude. For starters, I was really excited for my spring break, because I recently re-connected with a friend from high school, who I hadn't spoken to in about two years. We planned to spend three days hanging out and going to the beach, and generally just being lazy, fun loving young people. He was due to arrive Monday afternoon (today). But Friday, he called me around 6:30 pm, and informed me that his house had been broken into, and he was robbed of quite a bit of money, along with some personal things. Of course this meant he could not make it to our trip. I can't imagine what it must feel like to be in his position, and I don't blame him at all for not being able to make it, but I can't help being bummed about it. I was so looking forward to seeing him again, as well as a much- needed vacation for me. I was talking to a friend about it that night, and the next day he suggested we go to Disney world for a day or two. I of course said yes, Disney IS my favorite place in the world after all. So I got way excited, and my friend was going to come over tonight, and stay the night so we could go early tomorrow. An hour before he was suppose to leave his house, he informs me  that he has food poisoning, and can't make it.

Now, I'm really upset, because I was so looking forward to the trip. It seems that every time I make plans, and get really excited about something, it falls through. This isn't the first time this has happened. It really happens almost every time I make plans, even since I was a little girl. I'm worried about my friend of course because he's sick and I'm sure he feels horrid. But I'm still really disappointed, and let down. Maybe I'm selfish, or a bad person, but I really wonder why it is that this keeps happening? Other people don't seem to have this problem. Maybe it's Karma for all the bad things I've done in my life. Whatever the reason, I'm bummed.

Happy Spring break everybody.

Completely confused

I went out the other day with a guy who is pretty interesting, very cute, knows how to make me laugh. All that junk that girls like, he's good at it. I've been out with him a few times before, and this time we went back to his place at the end of the night. We watched half of another movie and decided to head to bed. Here's the weird part. He didn't want to have sex. I'm not saying I was like throwing myself at him, but he could have at least tried. I've never met a man who doesn't want to have sex with me. I just don't get it. On the one hand, it's sweet that he respects me and all. But on the other hand, it's like, damn. What the hell? Last time I checked I was pretty damn gorgeous, what's his problem? I'm just totally thrown off here, I mean, what's so wrong with me that he isn't even interested in that? I think it's definitely too soon, but I at least expected a little protest. Nothing. I'm completely thrown. Last time I checked, when a guy had a pretty girl in his bed, he tried. He didn't, and ya know what? I don't like it. I'm kind of offended actually. Hmph. 

Kramer vs Kramer

I'm taking a film class, and yesterday we watched a movie called Kramer vs Kramer. The movie is about a couple who have been married for 8 years, and have a 6 year old son together. One day the mother decides that she's not good enough and walks out. 18 months later, after the father and son have adjusted to living life without the mother, she comes back and says she wants her son back, and sues for custody. She ends up winning custody but at the end of the story she doesn't take the son, because she doesn't want to turn his world upside down again. Watching this movie brought me back to my own childhood, when my parents were locked in a brutal custody battle for my brothers and I. In my case, we had to meet with a guardian atlightem every week or so, to determine which parent we wanted to live with. I consistently wanted to be with my Daddy, but my brothers wanted to be with our Mom. My older brother, who is not my father's son, but the product of my mother's previous marriage, wanted to live with our Mom because he was abused by my father, as a result of his alcoholism, from which he is now recovering, and my twin brother wanted to live with our Mom because he is a Mamma's boy, and had never gone a night away from her. I was very much a Daddy's girl and wanted to spend the rest of my days with him, watching baseball and eating cheeseburgers. 

Since we were all so young (My twin and I were 6, our brother 10), and since the court favors mothers, and keeps children, especially twins, together (among other reasons that I was not privy to at the time), we were assigned to our mother's house, in Florida, with her new husband and a stepsister we had never met. 

The one theme from Kramer vs Kramer that really resonated with me, was that the little boy's world would be flipped around, again, just as it had 18 months before, and just as it had in mine, and so many other children's cases. I hope that when I one day have children and/or get married, I will remember what I went through, and hopefully come to a peaceful agreement, without hurting the children too much.