Missing Math

This morning.... Ok so a cat JUST ignored me, what the hell??.... Anyway, I'm sitting on one of those benches next to the EST building having my French Vanilla Latte and a turkey sandwich because I am purposefully missing class. This morning my dad decided to take the car to work and I had left my math books in there. Now I know it is no excuse, but I HATE going to class unprepared. It is kind of like a pet peeve of mine. If I am not going to have my materials to take notes I would rather not go to class. I do not like the feeling I get when the professors tend to look my way with a disapproving look on their face when they see I am missing either a textbook or a notebook. So I guess I will have to borrow someone else's notes tomorrow, even though I have not really made any friends in that class.

The Next Day

Today I felt like shit. I missed my math class this morning and I practically had to force myself to go to soccer class. I still can not stop thinking about Mongasi. I know that I do not show it much but I am still truly affected by it. Well Princess is doing pretty good. She tries to find him, and lies down in defeat when she is not able to. The rest of the day has been a blah for me. I hope it goes better tomorrow.

I Will Always Love You, Mongasi.

This morning I took Mongasi, my rabbit, to the vet to have an oral surgery done. His molars had grown all over the place and as a result he had been salivating excessively. Not only that, but he also had inflamation and infection. Well, as I have posted before, he had been living with us since he was a year old and for seven years now. I dropped him off around 9:00am and went to Valley for my biology class. The surgery was programed for 12:30 and he would have been ready by 1:00pm or 2:00pm, which was perfect because I had lab today as well. The lab finished earlier than other times so I decided to go home and wait for their call. I received a call around 1:00pm and it was the vet. He said that what Mongasi had was much worse than anticipated. Some of his teeth were so sharp that they were cutting into his cheek. One particular tooth had curved inward and was starting to cut the toungue. Pus and blood was what would come out when extracting a tooth. And then those awful words:

"I do not know how to tell you this, but Mongasi collapsed... we lost him."

I did not know how to react at first. I was asking over and over again in my head "Did he really die?, I am never going to hold him or kiss him again?, It can not be true." I also did not want to have a breakdown for my mother's sake. As soon as I told her the news she started blaming everyone out of despair. I had to be the strong one even though I was probably the only one being torn into shreds on the inside.

My brother, sister and I went to pick him up. We decided to have him buried instead of cremated. My boyfriend accompanied me to Sepulveda Basin and he helped me dig a place for him to lay. We said our last good-byes and left but not without the promise of visiting him soon.

Mongasi was almost like a child to me. I would feed him, play with him, he would sleep with me at times. He was such an affectionate little "person", he corresponded to everything I gave him. Sometimes I would call on him even though I knew he was sleeping under my brothers bed and he would come running to see what was up, with his eyelids still half-dazed, but he would come non the less. I loved him and I knew he loved us. I always dreaded this day even though I knew it would come.

I am more worried about Princess than I am about me. She grew to love him in the short time they spent together. Rabbits tend to get really depressed when their companions die or leave them. I will keep an eye on her and I will try to take her to the park often so she will not have time to brood over him.

Mongasi, I know you are running happily in Eden. I am relieved that you are no longer suffering and that you are now in a better and much safer place. Thank you for all those wonderful years you spent with us. I love you, baby, and may you rest in peace.

Romance Novels

Great. I am not sleeping my eight hours because of this new book my sister lend me and that I am reading like crazy. About three years back I took a huge interest in Highland romance novels. I love how one author in particular, Monica McCarty, describes the scenery of the place, which is mostly in Scotland in the 1300's. These books are making me want to visit Scotland one day.

When there is favoritism in a family of seven...

My current location is "upstairs" in my bed. My face is a mess from all the crying. I told myself many times that I wasn't going to cry anymore. That I wasn't going to let my parents get to me. But this did it. Yesterday was my sister, Magdalena's, birthday. Like many years past, we always celebrate each of our birthdays that same day, even if it is on the week days. So I made plans for today and I have been telling my mom that for three weeks now. When I reminded her this morning, she started yelling saying that she had planned to make a dinner for my sister and I (my birthday was on the 2nd). She got so mad that she canceled everything. And instead my dad and her are going to cook my sisters favorite food and buy her a cake. Now I know it should not bother me, but when it was my birthday they did not do anything. Heck not even a fucken " happy birthday". They just said: "oh so you're 21" not a hug, nothing. I know there has been some tension between my parents and I but nothing that can not be fixed. They did not buy me a cake or anything. When I told my boyfriend that my family was not going to make anything for me, he took it upon himself to make me a little surprise party with his family. It's sad to think that this has been the second time that a non-family member decides to celebrate my birthday because my family did not. When I sit down and analyze, for my brothers and sisters my parents congratulate them as if they had not seen them in years. When my siblings need something my parents are quick to give it to them, but not me. I can't remember the last time my own father gave me a hug, but I see him do it to the others. This hurts, but I will not let them know how much.

Why the long face?

Oh God!!! I felt all motivated and stuff to do my chores and then sit down and do HW, but it is all gone now. -______-... and I'm hungry.... and thirsty... OH SHOOT! I forgot to take my pills!!! Ok bye.

Un giorno sai...

Un giorno sai per noi verra la liberta di amarci qui sensa limiti...

I think that is the first line of the song from Romeo and Juliet (italian version).
How I miss Elementary Voice. I think next semester I will take the next class.

AAHH! Ok now I will try to get some sleep. Good Night.

One Hour Taken Away!

Why?????

Ugh!!!!

I know it should not make any difference, but it does. I slept one hour less!! My body literally feels when it has slept 8 hours or more or less. If I sleep more, my head starts to hurt and my body feels between numb and sore. And if I sleep less, then my eyes burn and my body feels dry, skinny dry. So right now I'm not in a good mood.

Mongasi and Princess

His name is Mongasi ( the black, brown and white one) and he is about 8 years old. Her name is.... well my mother and I could not agree on one name so I call her Princess. She is no more than 5 months old. I was soooooo happy when I saw Mongasi get along with her. Since he is not neutered his testosterone levels are way high, making him want to "do" every rabbit he sees. But when I came home one day I found Princess huddled up next to him, and he was like all chill about it. At first I inspected her and there were no signs that he had mated with her. Then I observed how they interacted and he did not seem sexually attracted to her. I thought it was the cutest thing ever that she would follow him around and try and cuddle next to him. I'm guessing that the way he is with her is due to his illness. Whatever the reason is I'm glad that Mongasi and Princess decided to become best friends. :D

P.S. She's Doddle's wife!!

Armando Alvarez

EEWW!!! Will Ferrell the hottiest white man in the world? Hahaha, he's hilarious, but not at all hot.

Meet the Pelican.

Look at him, isn't he beautiful? Or she? I do not know.

SLS

Goodness gracious. Dude I love my skin, eyes, lungs and all the good stuff that sodium lauryl sulfate negatively affects. I may not throw away EVERYTHING I own that has that stuff, but I will slowly start to do it. I'm a little paranoid, now.


P.S. We found Doodle!!!

7,370 days.

How cute! There's this commercial where little kids say how old day are (in days). They are all in the 1,000's. So I got curious, did the math and I'm 7,370 days old. Cool, huh?

Where's Doodle?

Omg! I can't find my boyfriend's rabbit 0.0!!!! Where is he!!!???

On my birthday my boyfriend took me clubbing. And guess what? It was my first time ever!!! Honestly. Born and raised in SoCal and never in my 21 years have I been clubbing. I had sooo much fun. (Thanks, babe)