1 year older

well i'm 17 now. I feel so wierd, i'm old compaired to my friends. But i got a dress i wanted, a Spongebob shirt tht says "Get your nerd on" and one of those small iPods we celebrated on New Years Eve cause thats when I was planned to be born but complications came up and I was born on Dia de los Reyes or in english Epifani. ( I think i spelled it wrong, oh well) Miguel called me on my birthday and he was the only one who sang Happy Birthday to me! He's so sweet Well here I come world at age 17 Lol i just had to block the # lol

New Year

well i wanna say happy (late) new year! 2012. I also found out what the gift that would make me cry was! It was a beautiful ring. it didnt make me cry but i was surprised and happy. And I am now 17. I feel like i'm getting old. I'm older than most of my friends. ( yet i'm one of the shortest )Anyway I how tht everyone has a good year!

Good Night Sleepy Time Princess Beth

( This post is for my kittne Beth)

R.I.P

Beth
She was my little going away gift for summer vacation. I first saw her and her brother (Little Bear) on our backsteps. She was gray with darker gray stripes. Her eyes were like and olive green, and her mew was so cute that it made me cry a little. When i held her i felt a bond form as soon as we looked into each others eyes. She was beautiful like her mama and she was such a shy and sweet little thing. She was sick for about a week with i don't know what. Her nose was bleeding and had mucus, she was having troble breathing and she was slower than usual. We couldn't afford to take her to a vet. I called for her after school yesterday to see if she was feeling better. I looked around and then i saw her...She was laying in the wet grass, having trouble breathing. I softly petted her adn tried to pick her up to move her away from ants that were coming too close to her. She cried in pain as i put her at the top step of the back steps. She was having more trouble breathing...i petted her and she started to cry again. She started squirming so i picked her up to she wouldn't hit herself on the cement...she had eyes that were looking to me to relieve her pain...she cried and squirmed for a few moments....then she was still. I had put her down...looking at her through watery eyes. My baby kitty wasn't sick anymore. God better be taking good care of her right now.

Bye-bye my baby girl

ACT

Ehhh...i have my ACT test tomorrow and i'm getting worried and stuff about getting a good grade. I want to get a high score. My brother didn't do well when he took his and my parents are making me take this one so if i get a low score i can take it again later...I know i shouldn't do this to make them proud of me, and i bet even if i do better thatn my brother they'll want me to take it again to see if i can get a higher score....I feel like my parents are proud of my brother just because he's the only boy...and not so pround of me cause i'm the second daughter...and i'm not doing as good as their first daughter...i feel like the only real reason they didn't give me to a firehouse is becasue they loved me until i was 12 and i would remember their faces if they gave me away...:sigh: i hope i do good on the ACT. Maybe they'll be proud of me. But i doubt...sorry for being a downer readers.

Bad day

Yesterday Miguel was going to pick up cookie dough that we ordered from me. He was going to get it in the morning and i got happy and excited but he was late and i didn't see him... I was sad and mad adn almost cried. Then he said that he would pick it up after school, but again he was late and i didn't see him. He suggested to go to my house and pick it up, and i said ok. But my dad said ok,then changed his mind and said that we would go to his house. Miguel said ok but that he was picking up his sis. My dad said nevermind, we'll stop and meet him somewhere and you can give it to him there. I got so cunfussed and upset that he kept changing his mind. My dad then said "you know what?, we'll just go home and he can pick it up there" I kinda cracked in the car in a Dollar General parking lot...At the worst possible moment my brother said "You don't eat enought, you need to eat more" I admit i'm not the weight other girls my age and hight are, but i eat when i'm hungry and i stop when i can't eat anymore. It's not my falut if i eat less then my brother, weight less than him, and am skinnier than him. I'm a girl and i'm not ment to be as tall or big or eat s much as him. I yelled all that to him and my da got upset and said "calm down, there's no need for you to act like that" I know i shouldn't have yelled, but i couldn't help it if i got feed up with everything. And besides, it's better for me to yell thatn repress it all (which i still had to do anyway) I got to see miguel after a while and i was happy (even if it was for only about 3 minutes) But that happiness was shattered when i couldn't talk to him that night (his phone died and it wouldn't charge right) :sigh: i haven't had a day that bad in a while..oh well maybe today will be better...