My Life is not your play thing!

How could I still care
This is harder than it looks
Old, sweet, memories

Within this month I've gone over and over the concept of having balance. I solidified my values and almost instantly watched things fall into place. It was 'cool' feeling, a since of pride and maturity radiated off my being; but just like with everything, nothing last forever. I had goals and met them in some way or another. I guess what I learned from this is it's not solely about meeting your goals but understanding why they became one in the first place and perhaps how long do you expect the outcome to last once achieved. The most predominate event that has taken place was I guess taking responsibility for the owner ship of a cat.

His name is Prince Zuko, and obviously I got him from SPCA; he's a tabby with a gorgeous coat and pair of eyes- he's attitude is a bit on the 'gtfo of my space' side unfortunately. I picked him up after my mom had finally had enough of the mousetraps we have laying around not doing there job - that right there should have been a yellow flag for me but no, I was lonely and simply caught up in the idea that I would finally be supervising another living breathing creature.
Making a long story short, my parents have no desire to make this new relationship work. They have officially given Zuko an unofficial expiration date. No exceptions.
I don't fully understand the consequences of my actions and at the same time I feel utterly terrible. It has nothing to do with me at this point, all about where and how I will find this cat his new home. So many things run through my mind and I still can't seem to spit them out. I'm so sorry and I again am responsible for letting blind passion misguide my ability to see clearly. Fact# Definitely one of my most ugly traits.

Human Nature -Michael Jackson

I have now completed my second week of classes. 1 teacher is strict but has mastered her skill, 1 teacher doesn't really qualify in my opinion to teach, the lab teach seems reasonable and willing to really sit and talk with me, 1 is jovial and has already set us up for a *free* field trip to Pa next month and the last teacher will be a challenge that I look forward to simple because psychology is extremely interesting. With that being said, homework will have no choice but to ride shot gun with me on this journey, the research that is being required outside of class intimidates me so I guess I have no choice but hold on tighter.

I aim to please, incorrectly, I need to revolutionize the way things grab hold of my attention. My heart is big enough and strong enough to hold up more than I give it credit for but just because I think that way doesn't mean that I still shouldn't find a stronger method of filtering out all that junk mail. I probably will never see some people I would normally treasure again, well, at least not in the same light. I will be protected and guided into the things that can only help and enlighten me.

I want to ask my parents out! Lol I'm just scared, I don't it to be cheesy. I would rather just cook but that takes away from the element of surprise, also I don't know what to make D: This is such an issue for me right now. I want to have music available, maybe even dessert but I'm so low on cash these days... I guess another reason to stay indoors. I also would like to share a piece of me, weather it be by poem or painting. I don't know where this stemmed from all I know is that I gotta get this out of my system.

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Before I sign off, I just want to regurgitate the always present appreciation for the television show Glee. It's puts a smile on my face every time. :) Later world.