I Don't Get It

I did nothing wrong, yet you're still angry at me. It is beyond irritating.

Hmmm

Well there went my good mood.

Testes testes 1, 2 . . . 3?

Workin on it

So, I'm still pretty new at this whole blogging thing. It's hard for me to write blogs because I think to myself, "Who wants to read about my boring life?!" But I'm working on it. Hopefully someone, somewhere will get some enjoyment out of blogs. We'll see. I'll blog more later. For now - time to shower and get some din din.

R.I.P.

I really don't know what to say. This semester has been the semester from hell. I'm taking 14 units at MJC, which might not seem like a lot to some people, but the most units I have taken at one time up until now was 9. So the jump is stressing me out. It's not all of my classes either. It's my Research Methods class. I was fully prepared for there to be a ton of work, but so much work is assigned that it doubles up and I have 4 other classes. About 70% of my time is spent on that one class.

And two days ago I had to have my rat put to sleep. My poor baby. She had been sick on and off for about a month, and when I got home from school on Tuesday, she has having a really hard time breathing. She was breathing with her mouth open and her feet were cyanotic. So I rushed her to the vet, but there was nothing they could do. It was really hard. She was almost 2. When I was saying goodbye to her, John Lennon's song, "Love," came on the vet radio. It was a very bittersweet moment. I didn't want to let her go, but I knew she was suffering.

The hardest part is going home everyday and having to see her empty cage sitting in my room. I keep expecting her little white head to pop up and say hello and be greeted by her little rattie kisses. . . but nothing happens when my door opens. Just silence. I haven't the time or the heart to clean out her cage and put it away. I know that when I do, I'll most likely spend the entire time crying. I miss my little girl.

I'm going to get 2 new rats. I don't know when, but I will. I always meant to get her a friend, but I never got around to it and couldn't really afford it, and I feel horrible about it. Rats are social animals, and I didn't spend as much time with her as I should have. . . .

*Le sigh*

My heart hurts, so I'm going to go and try to take my mind off this crappy, crappy week.

R.I.P. my Zombie. I'm going to miss you so much.

1st Blog

I apologize for my lack of a blog at the moment. I returned home today from my vacation to San Luis Obispo. It was wonderful and I didn't want to leave. Pismo Beach was great, although I am sore from being pummeled by the salty sea.

Well, I'm tired and I have my music appreciation class in the morning.

Nighty night all, and pleasant dreams.

- Sarah

P.S. I played a lot of Guitar Hero this weekend and the photo is of my first win in a face-off. Lame, I know. Ha ha.