MY FISH HAD BABIES AGAINNNNNNNNN.

And now we have like, 3 generations of fish in there, numbering to about 30+ fish now. WTF. I don't know what to do with these fish!!!!!!!

I should sell them.
They sell for $3 each at pet smart. I could make some serious money.

I'll take some pictures later.

I really want to adopt kittens when I move in. I REALLY DO. Two of them. I know I'll be lonely at the apartment by myself...and a dog is too much work and requires way too much attention; i won't be home long enough to keep it company once school starts. And Alex wants to get me a parrot, but they are SUCH attention whores and you can't really cuddle with a parrot. I want cats.
But it costs, I think, $75 adoption fee for each cat at the animal shelter I volunteer at, and a $200 deposit at the apartment, and $25 more every month for each cat. And there's the cost of food, pet supplies, and vet fees.
That totals up to be more than $500.
And I'll end up paying $1050 a month for the room. YUCK. Actually, it'd be $1070 a month because they charged me a flat fee of $20 for something...can't remember.

I think I'll just have to take some of the baby fish from home that are overloading our tank at the moment. =(

I printed out a floorplan of the room yesterday and filled it in with furniture that I have and need. IT LOOKS SO NICE. I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL SEPTEMBER, OMG.
God. I hate this about myself. I get ahead of myself...and then get super excited....and then..blah, hahaha.

I was at the IKEA website yesterday.....I LOVE looking at the designed rooms. SO PRETTY.

My new fish..the fish I added over winter break....had babies.
More survived than the last batch from my red/sunburst platies.

There's like...25 mini fish swimming around my tank......I don't know what species they are...I know they're some kind of platy...not sure which. The parents are....all black, one, and one of them is white with black specks. The mini fish are either white or black. Kind of funny. And they're horribly cute.

But we don't know what to do with them...because....well, we either have to get a bigger tank or kill the fish. =(

And we have a snail infestation. I bought some water plants a while ago...and I guess a snail hitched a ride. Now we have like....20+ snails in the tank too. Not too sure if they're being pests or being helpful to the aquatic environment.

They're so fun to watch.

And, FAIL. I couldn't paint yesterday because I got home late. =( Maybe I can make it up by painting 2 today.

After 109 miles of driving and hours of searching, I've found her:



This is a really bad pic of her...but I hadn't brought my camera with me so I couldn't take any pictures. I had a really hard time choosing between her and another female dog, but the other one was alot bigger and SUPER hyper, and I was afraid it might hurt Dooli....even if it was not its intent.
So, I decided on this little gal. She's SO adorable and SO sweet........But because she was taken in yesterday, I still have to wait until she's been at the shelter for 4 full days. Sooo....I can't go to pay for her until Sunday...FIRST THING IN THE MORNING BEFORE SOMEONE ELSE TAKES HER. So, she isn't mine yet, technically....shelters don't hold pets for you unless they're being fixed. So, right when the shelter opens on Sunday, I will be the first one in there to grab her. Unless she has a owner and the owner claims her. I WILL BE HEART BROKEN. UGH, but i'm SO freaking tired.....I had to sing at the top of my lungs to keep awake on the drive home.

I've already named her, which is bad. BAD. BAD. BAAAAAAAD. You can't get attached to shelter animals.

Her name is Koopa.

I'm going on an adventure tomorrow; hunting for a new, suitable dog for my lovely dooli.
I should be studying for my LS midterm. But I want this done first because that's just the way I work. lol. I'm so going to get lost.....it's going to be epic. I'm visiting like.....5 shelters. That's the plan, anyway.

Uhhh..........Had more to say.....but....brain is 95% consumed with adventure time for tomorrow.
Seriously, I can't multi-talk; physically and mentally.

I am seriously hooked on speed racer.....and...now that I have the OST (thanks to a SUPER LOVERLY PERSON! THANK YOU!) I feel like an addict without her addiction. I WANT TO WATCH THAT MOVIE AGAINNNNNNN!!!

Uhm, I had a strange and terrifying dream...but it was super awesome. The scary part was, however, in the dream my right arm got cut off and I woke up and I couldn't feel my right arm. I think my heart stopped for a good 10 seconds when I realized this. And then the tingling sensation returned. It hurt like hell but you wouldn't believe how relieved/stupefied I was, hahaah.

Guh. Got sooo much homework to do. And yet I find myself here, of all places.

Yesterday I was feeling pretty low.......so I spent a whole bunch of time on luelinks and youtube...
babies are so magical. I can't wait until I have one. Today I was talking to someone from church and he totally freaked out...he labeled me as a desperate housewife. And I was like..."Wait, NO! There's a difference between being desperate and looking forward to something." Such insults. But seriously, I'm definitely looking forward to being a mom. Is that a weird thing to say? I guess it's a weird thing to say.
What makes it more funny is that I wonder what the hell kind of baby Alex and I would make. He's mexican...i'm korean....I've never seen someone with that mix. I love interracial babies.

OMG! I can't believe this wasn't the first topic I wrote about.
I'M GETTING A NEW DOG. Well, a puppy, I'm hoping. My dog is getting old...real old. Like, it hurts to watch him because he's so old! He doesn't move around much anymore...doesn't bark alot (which is good, i guess, but it's not like him), and we have to hand feed him all the time now...and...*sniffles* he doesn't have that long. So, I finally talked my dad into getting another dog for several reasons: one, it'll make the transition easier for us, I think, once Dooli's gone. two, they say puppies make your other dog younger. three, dooli could seriously use some canine companionship right now.
I'm super excited, but at the same time, I'm kind of sad because it's the beginning to an end =(

Tomorrow I go back to Ontario Mills to return all the job applications. If I'm lucky, and according to Alex, if I'm pretty enough, I might be able to get an on-the-spot interview at GAP. *crosses fingers* i totally need this....even though i said I'd give myself a break this summer......

Today, my dog and I encountered an Easter pamphlet the church people were handing out yesterday.



Not 100% true, because most of my dog's urine comes out through the new hole underneath his butthole. Poor guy. But the intention was there, the intention was there. I actually LOL'd when he pee'd on the pamphlet. Or, at least, tried to.

Today was kind of weird. I'm feeling kind of down and pushed away. I'm really tired. I'm really not feeling the whole holiday spirit; only today did i realize christmas is incredibly boring and it's happening in like...9 days. So fast.
This whole weekend's been kind of somber. My dog's recovering from cystotomy and it's kind of heart breaking to see him in his state, and now I sleep on the kitchen floor to be with him. He's stapled and stitched, smearing blood everywhere, and his e-collar is making him run into everything. It'd be pretty funny if the situation were otherwise.

I'm scared things might be turning for the worse, you and I. I don't know...I'm always..........sad. I have my many happy moments.......but.....you just make me so sad. It's a constant heavy weight, and it's always there hovering over me, light or heavy. You don't do it intentionally, either. It just comes with you. I don't know if I can balance what I feel for you while taking that heavy sadness at the same time. I have moments where I'm scared to depend on you because you don't realize you're doing this to me unintentionally. I'm just...getting scared, period. Something's wrong......and I think it's me. Isn't it always?
I hate emotions.
I try to push them away and like to pretend I don't feel them. It works some times. Other times, I wonder why I'm not allowed to feel these things without making things difficult, without feeling guilty of being selfish, questioning the people I turn to, the people that love me.

Well, I just had to let that bit out. My list of people to turn to is running incredibly low.

Anyway....instead of waiting at my desk in front of my computer waiting for my boyfriend to come online so I can ensue aimless and erratic (not erotic) conversations, I'm gonna go downstairs to knit and be with my poor doggy. I'm tired of waiting.
And maybe tomorrow, I'll go run. And freebord.

BTW, I am Legend was pretty good. I still like the book better, though. The movie kind of took away from the power of the title. The book, I found, was more moving.

Portrait of Alex's big dog, Rocko



My scanner isn't working so this picture is the best you get, XD

UGH. i dont want to work on my papers.

Here's what I got so far, literally. I hate how i hyper-focus on a certain part and ignore the rest of the picture *huff* I can't help it...I love detailing.....hahahaha