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Tonight I went and saw United 93 with Paula Cassie & Sean. It was okay, kind of a teary movie. In the end everyone was soo quiet and just left it was weird, lol. It was funny listening to Paula bitch about how she hated the movie and about the horrible actors. Just getting to the movie was a nightmare. All i wanted was 10 measly dollars but nooo.. NOOOO my moms gotta bitch, so i decided i'd pay for it myself with the visa. So im leaving and my mom thinks shes all cool by saying "hahaa where are you going"?! And she acted as if i didn't have any money, well oh well she can stfu.
I'm tired of school and everything and i want to crawl in my bed for a week and sleep.
On Sunday Mocha started acting really weird and on that night he made these noises as if he was in pain. So we took him to the 24 hour vet right away. Turns out he had a crystal stone, much like a kidney stone, but in his bladder. [eww]. He had to go through this operation and it cost a fortune, 4 X as much as the damn dog. But he's better and back home, after being there for 4 DAYS!!! He has to wear this cone thing so he doesn't naturally lick his stitches.. again EW.
I think im done complaining about my week, until next time...
Melissa.