Pink Maple Tree

Hello World :]

hello, I am the cat

MY birthday is in FIVE days (almost four???!!) and I am NOT excited because not only does 22 feel extremely decrepit but I'll have to change like, God knows how many things to account for my new age. I used to really care about birthdays but now I just kind of want to be with my mom and do nothing together. The other day I went to an antique store with her and saw this silly-looking cat [pictured left] but I unfortunately had to abandon him upon seeing its whopping 35 dolla price tag. 

his name is Jingles.

My favourite things to look at at antique stores are all the old toys, clothes, and lamps/chairs, so when I was in toy section and saw this stupid thing, I don't know, something compelled me over to it. It's like a 90s plastic bendy guy and his zesty expression and the fact that he is holding a mini version of his face on a staff made me laugh so hard. Anyways. I left him behind and we had driven fifteen minutes away before I recognized his true importance and my wonderful mom drove me back to snag it. I guess I need my license but I'm both terrified of cars and my ability to drive one. We then skedaddled over to hike and I saw this pretty tree with pink leaves (seeds?) -- The kind that spin when they fall. AND, there was a big pond with mini little baby turtles, frogs making that burping sound, and a line of what I guess were teenager-aged ducks following their mama :]. 

*oh

Speed-update: I've really been alright lately. I went to dinner with a friend yesterday and I was nervous about it ALL DAY, but it was so sweet. I hadn't hung out with a new friend before in SO, so long, I forgot what to do, but it turns out you don't need to do anything. I have so much love for my sister's cat, she's so perfect and everyone really likes her. Cats can really do so much for a household that doesn't get along. Oh, and I need to do more than just sit in the same spot and watch five episodes of the same show. My hair is almost to my jaw now and I kind of hate it even though it was what I wanted a few months ago. I've never liked having hair (on my head); it feels so icky. I liked my short hair despite how wonky it was because It made me feel a little less feminine, but it was so much work to just look not completely insane, and I prefer doing nothing with it when I get up. Anyways. I drank an energy-drink like an hour ago, so hopefully I'll be able to get a billion different things done right now as soon as possible, okay, BYE >>

*I found out that these are called "samaras" and they live on maple trees. When they're pink, the tree is stressed out. Ughhhh.