serious – Imaginary Sunshine

Just one of those days

Michelle — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 00:21:30 +0000

Have you ever had one of those days where you just… sit back and take stock of what’s going on in your life and then realizing that, despite your best efforts, everything is just falling apart? I mean, there should be so much good and good things happening, but then sometimes I am my own worse enemy. And when I try to make something… right, it all just seems to fall apart on me. I’ve been looking at requirements for nursing programs that start in September 2009 and, after some investigating and sending off emails and asking all the right questions to all the right people, I’ve discovered some unfortunate truths. I won’t be eligible for one program (my first choice), I have more of a chance for my second choice (however, people with more credit hours in post secondary get shortlisted first) and then there is my third choice (I am eligible and I will be applying when I can). It feels like everything is falling apart and it’s all rather disappointing when I think about it in that way. However, I will be applying to one program for next year and if I get in, I’ll be transferring into it. If I don’t get in, I will be staying at the school I’m currently attending and applying for the two other schools next year. So at the rate that I am currently going, the earliest I could graduate is June 2012 (instead of 2011) and the latest (or what I would sincerely hope is the latest) is June 2014. So… I’ll be either 22 or 24. I’m kind of hoping that I’ll be graduated before turning 25, but we’ll see how that goes.

Protected: What’s the issue about love?

Michelle — Wed, 10 Sep 2008 19:31:57 +0000

Okay? Okay.

Michelle — Sat, 09 Aug 2008 06:17:06 +0000

After a long winded conversation about our relationship and other thought-provoking things pertaining to the two of us this, this happened:

M: And what do you want?
C: To be happy…
M: And does that include me?
C: I think it does.
M: Okay.
C: Okay?
M: Okay.
C: Okay.

Livid little me

Michelle — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 01:10:37 +0000

My lecture was done a little bit early today (2:45 rather than 2:50), so I made my way towards the bus loop to catch the bus to the train station, which is all fine and dandy. I was walking with a friend from my bio class, B, and we were just talking about the film that we watched in class today (it was about evolution and, basically sea worms – it was very cool). B spotted this two kids who were just hitting sticks against something on the ground and we really didn’t think anything of it until we go closer. He pointed it out to me and I said that it was probably nothing since the grass was tall enough that we couldn’t see from maybe 20 metres away. And then we got closer. And closer. And I realized that they were hitting something that looked like just something black that had some sort of give since they were poking at it. And when we got close enough, I got really upset. They were poking at what I thought was the dead body of a crow.

Once we were about three metres away, I realized that the poor thing was still alive. The brats must have caught the bird off guard (they later claimed that the bird was already injured) and just thought it’d be fun to poke at it. It kept on raising it’s head and trying to move, but by the time that B and I got over to the bird and the two kids, neither wing was able to move properly and nor were the bird’s feet. I called for campus security (and asked them to call for the right people to deal with injured wild animals) while B started talking to the kids about respecting wildlife and such.

It was after that I ended my conversation with campus security that the one of the kids started going “Well it’s just a crow, who cares? It wasn’t a cat or a dog or someone’s pet.”

At that, I just became livid and kind of tore into the kids a bit. They were part of a day camp group and their day camp counselor was supposed to stay with the kids until the parents arrived to pick them up at the designated time (and if the parents didn’t arrive, the kids were supposed to be escorted to the administration office for the day camps) but the kids were left alone by the counselor and their parents hadn’t arrived yet. I asked them what if a man decided he didn’t care if they were hurt or not because they were the man’s sons, of course their answer was ‘But we’re human, everyone cares about people.’ These little brats had absolutely no respect for other living creatures at all. Just because it was a crow, they thought it’s life meant less because humans are at the top of the food chain and why should something as simple as a single crow matter when there were so many other crows out there?

Campus security arrived maybe ten minutes later, one of them took care of the kids (took them to the admin office for the day camps) while the other took statements from B and myself. Then the animal control people (I guess they’re called?) arrived. There were two of them and one asked about what happened while the other checked on the bird. After a quick examination, the man told us that the bird would have to be euthanasized (both wings, from what he could tell, had all the bones broken, as well as the bird’s feet were mangled) because even if they could set all the bones and allow the bird to heal, it would never be able to fly or stand or walk normally again after the beating it took from those brats. I overheard one of the kids telling campus security that the bird had “one gimpy wing” when they first found it. So I guess they decided to take it upon themselves to beat it up some more.

It’s just one of those days when I really hate children sometimes.