• Yay! :D Two things: One: It's getting cold here, and I love cold weather. I'd rather freeze then fry, which is what usually happens here in he South Texas heat. :cigar: I can actually see my breath. It's a miracle. The other thing: I found three baby kittens in my back yard, abandoned, and now I have to take care of them. I know who the mother is; it's an alley cat we've been calling Tidyka (Tie-dee-ka). She's had about five litters, and since she's an untamed, wild cat, we haven't been able to catch her and get her fixed... So she just continues breeding, and then she hides her kittens to where we can't find them, so they soon grow up untamed and have even more kittens... Ugh, my head hurts... Anyway, My parents and I now have to take care of her new litter, which is about three weeks old right now. There's 3 kittens: a white and tabby one (boy), a pastel calico one that looks just like her mother (obviously a girl), and an orange one (boy) that looks just like an unfixed male alley cat that roams around our house, screwing every unfixed female in his wake. So far, the orange alley cat has spawned about... five kittens that you can obviously tell are his seeds. I've had to take care of kittens before, a couple of summers ago, the summer before I entered Junior High. Two abandoned calico kittens, both alive, happy, and healthy to this day. So I've had experience... and my mom's had experience with a gray kitten several years ago (alive, healthy, and happy). So it's no big thng... but they are the loudest kittens I've ever heard. We keep them in a large bin with some towels and a heating pad since they're too young to walk around our house, and if you make a single noise while passing them, they will wake up and start yowling thier heads off. We feed them well, if we fed them any more, they would pop. Thier mother abandoned them in a boat in our back yard my dad was fixing for some guy (it's dirty and trashy with leaves, wood, and PVC pipe piled in it). My mom heard them yowling outside, so I went to investigate, and , lo and behold, there was the three kittens, abandoned in the boat, hungry, cold, and wanting their mommy. By then, my heart had melted and trickled into my socks. So here we are, mixing powdered kitten formula and feeding them. We have no idea what happened to their mom, it's not like her to abandon a litter. She's such a protective mother. Ever since she abandoned her kittens, we haven't seen her since. Nowhere. Not at feeding time, not in the field next door, not down the street, nothing. It worries me. ...Well, I told you about the choir class incident where the girl tripped and busted her lip. So after that, my director has turned choir into fucking bootcamp. No talking AT ALL, if so, you will be written up and sent to the office. No touching anyone, no hugging friends, no leaning on friends, you will be written up. You are to stand out in the hall until you are let in by the director... one at a time. You will have an assigned seat on the risers. No interrupting during a lesson. You will sing, and sing well. ...Goddamnit. This always happens to me. Other people fuck up, and I'M the one that has to pay for it. And then when people were being questioned in the office about the busted lip girl and other going-ons at choir, some girl lied about boys touching the girls inappropriately in choir. There are three boys in my class period, none of whom I have ever seen touch a girl in any inappropriate way. There is this one girl who touches one of the boys inappropriately, though. If she sees him across the room, she will run over to him and start talking and getting close to him, and if we are on the risers, she'll sit in his lap and hug him and shit. Makes me sick. Why does it seem like every 14+ girl has had sex or has been in a sexual situation? It just bugs me... Damn you, hormones, DAMN YOU!!! Maybe I'm just jeolous because no boy in their right mind would find me attractive in any way, shape, or form. Hm... just curious. It just makes me feel unpretty... Is that even a word? *Yawns* Crap. School in the morning, and I haven't read the chapter in my science book that I was supposed to. Oh well... How hard can chemical bonding be?

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