Vacation's all I ever wanted...

I used to look forward to summer. Well, between like 4th grade and the end of high school I did. Before 4th grade I would get really upset when I would be out of school. Yes, I know, I'm a nerd. I've come to accept that.

But since I started college, summer has kind of lost its appeal. After about a month I was ready to go back to school.

*sigh* 2 and a half more weeks. Only 2 and a half more weeks. I am so ready to be back into the swing of things and be busy again...

La la la.

SO. Sunday my knee decided to start hurting. For no good reason. I mean, I tore a ligament in 5th grade and it occassionally bothers me now and then, but not like this. I am convinced that it hates me. Lucky me gets to go see an orthopedist in the morning.

In other news, I am officially sick of summer. Oh the woes of not having a summer job. *sigh* Good news is that I move in for RA training on August 14, and get paid for training and MASTER plan! Woo hoo! Bad news is that the check covering those 2 weeks wont get to me until like September. Oh well.

A year ago

A year ago was the beginning of my adventures in Europe. I really miss last summer. I really miss Europe. I am not exactly sure what my fascination is with Europe, but I absolutely love it, and I can't wait to go back. I really hope that I get to do my semester in England in 2011.

Europe=<3

This is Portnoy. We got her when I was 1 year old. She's old for a cat. 18 years doesn't seem like a long time, but for a cat it is. She was put down earlier today, sometime this afternoon. She was old. She had arthritis, kidney failure, an upper respiratory something that just wouldn't go away, and we THINK her eyesight was going. It wasn't really fair to keep her alive and make her suffer.

I keep telling myself that she feels better now, that she is back with Blondie (our cat who died when I was 7), that she can cuddle with my great aunt and my great grandma, just like she cuddled with me and my mom. I keep telling myself all of this, but I don't feel any better. We still have 2 cats, but I feel like there's a hole here at home. I guess that's because she's a part of our family, and that she has been there for as long as I can remember. I know I'll be okay in a day or two, but I just can't shake the knot that is in my stomach right now.