bip_bebop: (damsel?)
Title is only relevant in that it's part of the song I felt like hearing when I started typing.

Life update. Because I'm terrible at keeping up with journaling and all of you should know that by now. But do know that I miss all of youse, uhkay? ;^;

So, again. Things that have happened:

1) My cat Leonidas's urinary tract got blocked. We ran him to the only vet that was open at the time (Mother's Day which was on a Sunday), one that was inside a PetSmart. We didn't know what was wrong with him, we thought he might've been hit by a car or something because he was just laying around and not moving. But the vet immediately felt his stomach and said he needed to get treatment right away or else he'd only have about two days before the toxins from the blockage killed him. "If he can't be treated today, we might as well save him an excruciating death and put him down right now," in the nurse's words. Not having the required minimum $800 for the entire treatment, I broke down and desperately called my wealthy father at 5:30 on Mother's Day to beg for my cat's life. Surprise, surprise, folks--my dad's an asshole who only spends money on gifts to "pacify" me. I've survived some mistreatment from him in the past, but this simply takes the fucking cake. He told me no. He wouldn't give a credit card over the phone. He said if they could bill him, it'd be different. Implication? That he thought my sobs and pleas were merely a ploy to get his credit card number so I could spend his money. You know, it would be a totally different thing if I wasn't so sure he could easily afford it. But he can. And he wouldn't spare what is a drop in the bucket for him that I would have repaid in order to save Leonidas. I was so distraught that I couldn't even speak. My mom called my boss Joe and explained the situation, and my boss paid for it. My boss did what my dad wouldn't. What does that say? People can say what they will about Joe, but he can be surprisingly awesome sometimes. Regardless, I'm just incredibly happy that Leonidas is still with us. He isn't eating as much as he should and he lost 3.5 pounds, but he's more or less back to his old self. I love that darn cat. As a result, I am working nonstop to pay my boss back at $40 a week, meaning 19 weeks of payments. I now have a tight budget.

2) The second terrible thing to have happened. My house was broken in to while I was having a fun sleepover time at Jonathan's house with my friends. The house was left unmanned for only about two hours, but it was enough time for the vandals to--get this--pull out my back window without breaking it to get in, THEN break it for no apparent reason and throw the shards all over the backyard. What the hell, first of all. But the worst is yet to come, gentlemen. My mom informed me over the phone that my Playstation 3 was gone. MY PLAYSTATION THREE WAS GONE. The one I could only own thanks to my super-jerk dad throwing gifts at me. And not only that, but my Playstation Portable. The PSP my mom had to save up to buy me a few years ago that had all of my saved games on its memory card, including the save file of ONLY GAME I'VE EVER FINISHED. That's right, the ONLY. ONE. I now have no proof that I completed Castlevania: Rondo of Blood and my confidence as even a casual gamer is back to zero. I was very close to finishing Crush as well. I have to start all over. NOT TO MENTION my PS3 had save files technically belonging to Jonathan and Lacey, who were playing Metal Gear Solid 4. Jonathan had finished it and Lacey was almost halfway through. So even their progress is gone. Since I'm the only one who had a PS3, they can't go play it anywhere else. Those assholes didn't steal just from me, they stole from my friends, and that's what really kills me. They also took my mom's laptop that Emma fixed up (the only reason they didn't steal mine is because I just happened to take it with me to the sleepover.) It's a Linux OS, so if they try to sell it, it'll be pretty damn obvious to the buyer, and I doubt they're smart enough to wipe it or the PS3 for that matter. Finger- and footprints were everywhere and didn't take any wallets or anything (and if they did, it was my empty wallet that only had two valueless cards in it.) They took an entire, 1.5-foot jar of coins (how they carried it away, I'll never know), my PSP, my PS3, and the laptop, and that's it. They emptied out a bag of mine to use and left the non-currency residents of the coin jar on the stairs. How fucking considerate, huh? All of my games and Rockband equipment are still here, except Gunpey which was in my PSP. They also WENT INTO MY ROOM--which is one of my biggest fears, FYI--and pulled out my PSP case as if they wanted more, only to throw it back on the floor and leave the light on. Needless to say, there's been no word from the police on finding anything, even though they claimed to have a lead and a search warrant.

3) I've finally started watching Sayonara Zetsubou-sensei and Soul Eater. SZS is just about as awesome and random as I always figured it'd be, and Soul Eater is maybe a bit typical plot-wise, but the wacky/awesome characters make up for it (Death the Kid, Dr. Stein and Chrona are pretty much amazing.)

4) Jonathan being the super-fly dude that he is bought me a replacement PSP. I know, right? What the hell.

5) Thanks to new-PSP, I have started playing Metal Gear Solid: Portable Ops on easy mode because I generally suck, and I'm slowly getting through it. I had to redo the same two stages twice thanks to the game not saving for whatever reason, but now I am like a ninja at the Hospital area. I have a dude named Wild Dog in my team who's only a teeny bit less badass than Snake himself, haha. He has maaaddd skills and I am very proud of myself having recruited him.

6) I have three jobs that would equal over 40 hours of work a week if I work all the days I'm supposed to work: Italian Ice vendor, bag salesperson, and my job with Joe at the Market. Thanks to all that all-day-long-in-the-heat working, I have been supremely fatigued for a few weeks. However, I enjoy the Italian Ice job to an unexpected degree, probably because I can bring stuff to do while it's slow. I end up blaring and dancing to the soundtrack of A Knight's Tale all day and forget that I'm supposed to eat, haha. I also got all white-knight the other day when a man recently released from 24 months of prison on false charges got a sample of the Italian Ice; he said he had no cash, but I said they were free anyway so he might as well. He only mentioned the prison thing when I asked how he was doing, saying things were getting better since he got a job, despite staying at a shelter. He didn't have his first paycheck yet so that's why he had no cash, and he offhandedly mentioned something about not being able to buy meals for a while. He didn't beg or anything, in fact said that he hated begging, and I think that's why I was inclined to run after him when he left to offer him some food. I gave him a can of Vienna sausages and a banana, and he smiled really big at the sausages, saying he "used to buy them all the time on base." I could tell he was a good man. My buddies said that maybe the guy was like the witch in Beauty & the Beast, except since I gave him something, he didn't turn me into a hideous monster, lol. They also said he might be like Jean Valjean from Les Miserables, and some day come back to the cart a millionaire and remember me. He did ask my name, hmm...

7) The other night, I was asleep in a chair downstairs when, at about 1:00 AM, a loud banging on the door scared me shitless out of REM sleep. First thought: "SOMEONE'S TRYING TO BREAK IN AGAIN WHY." Second: "THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE AND SOMEONE'S TRYING TO WARN US." Then I heard the phrase "I'm lost!" and I actually looked out my window and asked who it was--it was a little old woman who looked desperate. I opened the door a crack, readying myself for an onslaught of potential creepiness (I'm always scared that bad people will use a helpless person as a decoy to get into my house.) And no, it really was just an old lady. She said she went for a walk (at midnight?) and got lost. I asked where she lived and very tiredly went on the PC to Google Maps to find directions. I wrote them down on an index card, handed it to her and expected it to be over. Nope. She said "Oh, honey, I gave you my home address, I'm sorry. I'm here visiting my son." Oh boy. She suddenly thought she was in Virginia, despite having told me her address which was a 5 minute walk away. She wanted to come inside, she refused to believe when I said she was in South Carolina. Not knowing what else to do after looking in the phone book at her insistence for her son's number, I called 911. I found her address thanks to her telling me her son's last name and I told the operator that I thought she had Alzheimer's or something. I gave her some ice water and told her to sit on the porch with me waiting inside behind a locked door, just in case. When the policeman arrived to take her home, he asked if she needed EMS, to which she replied "No, honey, I'm not hurt, I'm just crazy." Obviously, she shouldn't be living alone. I hope that poor, weird old lady is okay now :[

Sorry for the long entry. The latter list is in chronological order. I think. So, yeah. Life...hasn't been entirely fair to me lately. I mean, being that I essentially rescued a little old confused lady and also gave my food to an innocent homeless man, karma sure is treating me like its bitch. >:C
bip_bebop: (Death Groceries)
Finally got through watching Metal Gear 2 (yes, watching, because I generally fail at video games) and now I'm so glad, because I finally understand what all the great crack is about XD For some reason, Otacon is like my favorite. I say "like my favorite" because I can't honestly point to someone I like more than the others, but I have some strange attachment to that nerdy scientist. I want icons of that hilarious comic you showed Jonathan btw, Emma. :T

I showed my mom how to play Little Big Planet earlier. It was fun! She grasped how to jump in three dimensions a lot faster than I did, eheh xD; She might actually play with me sometime. I hope so, it would be nice to have something to do together with her outside of watching movies.

Also, I feel sick. I don't think it's really a cold, but my nose is constantly stopped up or runny and I'm sneezing a lot more often than usual. My head feels stuffy too, and if I'm not careful about taking my decongestants and ibuprofen, I get pretty miserable. I don't know how I'm going to fare at school tomorrow, but I can't take a day off this early when I can't be sure I'll get an excused absence. Blah. Stupid. Wish me luck, please >^<

Late 2009 meme stolen from Zeda:

Copy the first sentence/paragraph of the first entry from every month this year.

Not really that interesting, but recorded for posterity. )

And an also pretty retro but still applicable DN meme, stolen from Kasumi:

The answers to this would have been very different last year at this time. )

I don't want to spend money on textbooks. I don't want textbooks. I don't like them much, because all too often teachers rely too much on them and use class time to rant about historical philosophy...*stares at old, ranty, Woody Allen-like history professor who would be fairly entertaining if not for all the assignments he's promising*
Oh, sigh. Onto Japanese homework.


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