Stray Cats

This morning, I left a little earlier than usual for school. I think it was by 7 AM. Why I had the urge to, I don't really know. But I did and I'm glad for it.

I got out at 8th and market and decided to walk above ground, that was really odd seeing that I travel bellow ground until I reach 12th and filbert. But it seems that today, everything fell in to place.

I arrived at school at 7:25 and noticed a meowing. A cat was clinging by its claws to the building and was slowly sliding down until it hit the sidewalk. A man named.. Ben? called the animal welfare and he had to go to work, so he left and I stayed with the cat with a box that I found and my hoodie which is now presumeably ruined. But anyway...

I boxed the cat and tucked him in with my hoodie and he turned out to be quite docile. I waited for 30 minutes and still no animal welfare. I tried to ask a fellow academy student(an adult) but she just put her head up and puffed out her chest and retorted: "I have no time". I felt like I was a lepper or a beggar. No one would stop and help me, no one would get me water even when I offered them money. I just wanted to help the poor animal. Finally at 8:15 I called Della and she brought out a coffee ground holder and we filled it with water. The cat wouldn't drink. 8:20 rolled around and still no animal welfare, I finally ran to my teacher.

He's worked in a few shelters doing volunteer work, so he ran to his office and brought out a large box, some bedding material, cat food, and a can of tuna and some plates. I was amazed. We brought the cat in and he was as loving as any being could be. He purred, he nudged, he was the perfect cat. I felt good that I could save him.

His wiskers were singed and curled, his fur was stiff in patches, and his tail broken. He found a home a little less than half an hour later with a second year student named Britta. I'm glad. Britta seemed delighted and carried him around all day. And he just perched on her shoulder or in her arms whilst she carried him all over. They seem like a great pair.

I wish I had more money so I could have kept him. ; _ ; Oh well, he found a better home.

This Could Be Love

Thinking of you.. <3

EWWWWWW

Men are disgusting creatures at times. >.<

Ewww. Maybe I should be a lesbian.

Crazy Game of Poker

"What to do my wallets gettin' thin and I just lost my dog last night. There's a man smilin next to me Red was smilin' 'cos it's funny I don't got no money..."

Well, mom is out of a job since her patient died. And we all know that the son of a bitch won't do anything to help her. She needs to find a new patient fast. Damnit. I wish he wasn't such a sick fuck. Hell, I wish they had a normal marriage, then we wouldn't have to worry. :sigh: c'est la vie, I guess, it still sucks though.

Well, what else does Karma have to throw?

Pick Me Up

Hope for the worst, that way you can never dissapoint yourself.

Karma is the type of thing that loves to kick me in the gut when I'm already down and curled up in the fetal position.

I was Doing Fine

I go about my business. I was doing fine.

I'm never sleeping again. That was the craziest dream ever. I must have had sex with like... 4 different people. Jesus. 3 different women, and 1 man. Wow. All at different times, all to decide who was the best. Birthday dreams are crazy. It must be the pot boxers I'm wearing or something.