Mellenkahlee
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Monday, July 07, 2003
Zort from URL @ 10:34 PM Then he was quiet "I'm all busted up, broken bones and nasty cuts. Accidents will happen, but this time i can't get up. She comes to check on me, making sure I'm on my knees. After all she's the one who put me in this state." So what if I dont have a girlfriend. Whats a girlfriend going to give me that God can't? I don't need girl right now, and I don't want girls right now. I want to heal. That goes for all you weird girls that have been asking "Are you single?", "Whats your number?", and "Why are you so screwed up?!" well, not so much for the last one... I don't care about the last one. I don't want to flirt, or kiss. I don't want to know you. If you only got to my blog because you got my SN from one of my friends, then get out. On a lighter note, my mouse is dying. Well, she WAS dying. She is getting better, thanks to our lord's healing powers. I'm so thankfull that he would help my mouse, Tink. I mean, yeah shes just a mouse. But shes somthing to care for, and I love that little furball with all my heart can muster. I felt so bad for her when I was sitting on my floor watching her die... "why am I so weak? why can't I run and play... whats happening?" I know thats what she was thinking. Yeah, Spike cried. But you would too, knowing your little friend was dying slowly. Her best friend mousie, (which belongs to my sister) Auntie Em, just kept nudging her... trying to get her to live... I was so sad. My other mouse, Terra, was running on the wheel. She wouldnt have anything to do with Tink. Maybe It's just that time of the month, and I'm emotional, or maybe it's more, but It hurt so bad to watch her going like that. Just seeing her life Drain Right out of her like that. But now shes getting better. It turns out she has a broken hip, and she was overheating, because my mom wont by an air-conditioner. I put the cage in my sis's room. It has an air-conditioner. Shes healing now. Thank you Jesus. I called Jenni "Sis" a couple of days ago! It felt so good to see her in that light for once. I just tried real hard, and for a few moments saw her as my little puertorican sister, Jenise. Sure maybe I'm not over her, and maybe I never will be. But For now it feels good to see her as "Sis"... at least for the time being. Who knows what God has for us all...
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