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I received a call from my parents earlier with three pieces of really bad news. The first was that a few days ago my cat came home with a stick jabbed into his stomach. My parents took him to the vet, where he stayed for three days, but they don't think he'll live for more than 72 hours. The second is that my great aunt has cancer that has spread through her body, and the doctors say that she only has a month left. And the third is that a family friend fell of of his roof while he was trying to fix it and has suffered major brain trauma. He is in a coma and can't breathe on his own, and there is a really really slim chance that he'll ever recover.
So this has just been an overall horrible night. I'm not sure if I'm going to fly out to Indiana to see my great aunt or if I'm going back home to see my cat and Rick, or if I won't do either. Chances are my family won't want me to leave college. Sigh. I've had that cat for 12 years of my life, it's my favorite aunt, and Rick has three children. A few of my guy friends dropped in while I was receiving all of this news, and caught me with tears streaming down my face. They all looked so embarrased and uncomfortable and I obviously didn't know what to say. I kept crying and they eventually left. After I got off the phone the returned to give me hugs and support. Sometimes I really love those men of mine.
Then to top the night off, my internet was acting up so I restarted it. My computer deleted every single music file I've ever dled or received. THANKS FOR THAT, GOD. And I just realized that Charlie died right around this time last year. I think Feb. is the most horrible month of the year. Now I can't sleep. Brydon gave me two tylenol pm so I hope that I won't have that awful stage when you're trying to fall alseep and all you can do is think about everything. I just want to forget.
So this has just been an overall horrible night. I'm not sure if I'm going to fly out to Indiana to see my great aunt or if I'm going back home to see my cat and Rick, or if I won't do either. Chances are my family won't want me to leave college. Sigh. I've had that cat for 12 years of my life, it's my favorite aunt, and Rick has three children. A few of my guy friends dropped in while I was receiving all of this news, and caught me with tears streaming down my face. They all looked so embarrased and uncomfortable and I obviously didn't know what to say. I kept crying and they eventually left. After I got off the phone the returned to give me hugs and support. Sometimes I really love those men of mine.
Then to top the night off, my internet was acting up so I restarted it. My computer deleted every single music file I've ever dled or received. THANKS FOR THAT, GOD. And I just realized that Charlie died right around this time last year. I think Feb. is the most horrible month of the year. Now I can't sleep. Brydon gave me two tylenol pm so I hope that I won't have that awful stage when you're trying to fall alseep and all you can do is think about everything. I just want to forget.