New Year

It’s been awhile since I wrote, I know. Truth is, I didn’t really have any interesting things to say. The holidays are my favorite time of year, and my most-anticipated. This year I practically clawed my way through Thanksgiving, and the minute it was over, I promptly put up all my Christmas decorations. Now that Christmas is over, I’m hesitating to take them down. They give me the best feeling and good feelings are somewhat needed right now. During this Christmas season, I felt the sting of being single more than ever, and the holidays were kind of hard to get through. Don’t know how I would have done it if I hadn’t had my warm and loving family by my side. By the time the clock struck midnight on New Years Eve, I realized that the most important thing I had learned from 2012, despite my breakup and everything, was how to be happy on my own….just me…no man involved. And for me that was HUGE. I realized I’m not READY to be with anyone right now and that I want to focus on myself. Last year I was crying because I was alone, this year I choose to be alone. I choose to focus on myself, rather than some relationship. So even though last year was mostly full of pain, suffering, and heartache for me, I would have gone through it all over again, because it taught me to be okay with just myself. And that, was something worth toasting to at midnight on New Years Eve. What did 2012 teach you?

Wednesday, July 4th

In bed
8:14 p.m.
I am in the land of extreme heartbreak and sadnosity. My apartment manager came round to tell me that there were complaints made about the loudness of my sobbing. It made me feel trés pathetico and now I am sobbing into my pillows. Have had a handful of Cheez-Its for food today. If I die soon from starvation, maybe my neighbors will rejoice.

8:18 p.m.
Happy 4th of July.

Sunday, July 1st.

In my room
6:24 p.m.
So London had his trouser snake addendums snipped off. He came home on Tuesday night. I think he was upset with me, because he ate half of my blodge homework. I don’t have time to worry about homework, though. I have serious planning to do for the 4th of July. I haven’t got anyone to spend it with yet, and I have to find someone to watch fireworks with.

6:26 p.m.
I like fireworks.

6:29 p.m.
Except for the time I almost burnt a whole in my foot with a sparkler.

Wednesday, June 27th.

Vet’s
6:37 p.m.
Sitting at the vet waiting to take London home. There was a girl sitting next to me. The vet took her into an exam room right next to where I was sitting. Now I can hear the girl sobbing through the door because the vet has just told her that her pet has died. I will be hugging London extra hard tonight.

Tuesday, June 26th.

Vet’s Office
1:22 p.m.
Everyone looked at London’s cheetah-print leash when we walked in. I tried to explain to them that I thought he was a girl before his little pink boy parts made an appearance. They still looked at me like I was from Planet Loon in the Galaxy of the Mad.

Bedroom
2:47 p.m.
I have just dropped London off at the vet. He will be staying the night there and having his trouser snake addendums removed tomorrow. He just sort of looked at me over the vet’s shoulder as she carried him off, like he was saying, “Why are you leaving me here?” I cried all the way home. I miss his furry self already.

2:50 p.m.
Do you think he will hate me for having his boy bits snipped off?

2:51 p.m.
I miss him.

9:48 p.m.
Studying for my marine blodge test I have in the morning. I have to identify the difference between diatoms (?) and dinoflagellates (?)
     Who cares what the difference between them is? The point is, they have really crap names and probably live out their phytoplanktony lives in sorrow and sadnosity and sheer desperadoes because they are humiliated by their sad sad names.
     I don’t think my marine blodge professor will agree with me on this bit of wisdomosity.

9:53 p.m.
Coloring the fishies in my marine blodge coloring book. If Prof. Tarvyd didn’t want us getting distracted he shouldn’t have made the class book a coloring book.
Tralalalala.

Sunday, 11:29 am.

Hello my little chums and chumettes. I hope you are all out enjoying this fabuleux and marvelous day. I however am stuck inside cleaning (erlack!) and doing homework (double erlack!). My Marine Blodge (blodge means biology) teacher decided it would be hilarious and clever to send us an email telling us we have to write a paper about all we learned on our fieldtrip on Friday. Sacré bleu! He is mad as a hatter. I was supposed to be tanning today on the beach. I will thank him for ruining my tan with Operation Sardine-In-Coffee on Monday morning.

I have to go, however, as I just heard a crash in the living room and then a frenzy of rabbit feet running under the couch. Sigh.

I’m away laughing on a fast camel! (Hahahahahaha!)

Pip pip for now and lots of luuuuuurve.