So I wrote home to Daddy asking for some money because I r teh stewpeed and still can't seem to get a job (ahahaha, financial aid lies when they say they have college campus jobs~) and I still need to get my text books AND some laundry soap...had to use my body wash to wash some clothes the other night >.>;;;

Anyway, got a response and...well...

Just read:



From: [Jeva's Dad]
To: rogue8935@aol.com
Sent: Thu, 7 Sep 2006 4:17 PM
Subject: Re: Uh...stuff?


Awww! Poor wittle Twinny! Daddy wuv ooo. :>)

Daddy gonna put $ in Twinny banky on Fwiday. Don't know how much. Daddy e-mail Twinny and tell her on Fwiday.

Ko-kay?

We wuv ooo!

Daddy



*headdesks* XDDD

In other news: I got to meet me old high school friend Lizzy. Haven't seen her in such a long time--not since she went to London last Fall, I don't think. But now she's attending Tech and...squee. Much love.

Also, I helped a person find the Band Building yet again :D

And now we come to the bad news of the day.

My mom emailed me to tell me that my little sister's boyfriend had to be taken to the hospital. I probably have never really commented about Tim, but he's a sweet boy. Comes from a rough household with a psycho mom and he had cancer just a year ago, I think. Went through chemo and everything. Anyway, my family always jokingly says that he needs to put on more weight--he's smaller than Foon/Shiz is but he's also taller and a bit broader.

Well...he ended up having to be sent to the emergency room because he was 10 pounds below what he should have been. He had to be put on the IV and everything. Mom's upset because she automatically thought of our cat Ticheli, who had gotten so thin before he finally died...

Dunno what Foon/Shiz is going through, but she must be really upset. Tim's so nice and sweet and they've been going out for at least almost 2 or 3 months now...

But yeah...besides all of that...awsum day for the first day of classes. I have a bouncy, small English teacher. ^____^; I love her already~

Besides that, however...downside? 2 people I knew from high school are in there. *makes a face* Jennifer and Eric. Blech...well, I don't MIND either of them, but I just...want to get away from people I knew in high school (except for Lizzy because Lizzy is mah friiiiiiieeeeeeeend :D).

But yeah...

...and Vivi apparently misses me at home and ends up bugging my poor mom more and more.

And that's all of reality for tonight!
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I was really, REALLY trying not to get upset by it all...but this is what I get for checking my email...



From an email sent by Mother to B, Shorty, and I:


Subject: In Memory of Boo


[isnert Shorty's real name here],

Boo didn't make it, he died this morning some time after 7 AM. It must had been internal injuries compounded with the multi-fractured front legs. Typical injuries found in cats from under the hood of a big truck/car.

I had devised a way to splint his two front legs, if he had lived though the night. I kept one of his legs prop up with a little pillow roll I made from rolled up old pants of yours. Sorta like a body pillow to hug him. It comforted him some what. I stroked him on his nose last night for hours, talking to him while Dad was in IM with you. I wish Dad hadn't told you, so I hope you are feeling alright.

Trinity called yesterday afternoon, she knew about Boo, but I told her not to tell you. Poor Trinity worried about Blackie and the old goat cat still kicks! Baby and Speck were brought in last night, you know how your Dad is about these darn cats!

Dad even offered to go shoot Boo. I elected against it. Even at the vet, if we wanted to try to keep him alive, they would had left him all weekend before splinting his legs and charged us probably $100 for emergency and after hours fees. I just couldn't see it, with this wedding and all, if we could do all that and more we could do for him at home. Better here than a cold stainless steel cage, with no friendly voices. Even Mimi checked up on Boo.

Every time Boo would hear your Dad or my voice he would meow to us, like he was trying to find his way home. It made it that much harder on us, cause he loved us much.

A Good note: the lady with the dress that you liked said she would take a US postal money order if we bid on the dress! I found lots of other good things on ebay, too, including a ball and chain for Joey and a fishhook necklace for you! lol

Love, Mom


*seriously blinking back tears, refusing to cry in the middle of the computer lab* It really doesn't help that I'm listening to Trigger from Saiyuki Reload for some reason...



EDIT:

( And a more heartening email from Mother... )



EDIT 2: I wrote in response to the first email:


Subject: Re: In Memory of Boo


I'm just happy he's not in pain anymore, even if I do miss him and am trying not to cry in the middle of a computer lab while reading this.

You guys did you best for him, and I'm sure he appreciated it.

Now we just have to keep our eyes on the rest of our kitties (Blackie, Whiskers, Baby, Speck, Mimi, Bach, Minimimi, and the other two...)

~Trinity
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