About three years ago we found Samson at my traveling basketball teams practice. It was in January so he was cold and just, ya know, trotted in. He was a Pomeranian so his hair was very, very long. Regardless, my team and I refused to put him back on the dark, cold streets. My mom took him to the school's security and the man said that the dog had been brought there twice already. How could someone do that to a poor dog? Let him out into the streets TWICE? Luckily, Samson's previous owners cared for him (ha. Funny.) and got him his shot and vaccinations so he wasn't sick or anything. My mom and I took him home after finding out that the ASPCA was going to put him down because he was a stray.
Ive lost repsect for the ASPCA.
We named him Samson because my mom and I believed that if we cut his hair, he'd be mean to us; most Pomeranians aren't nice doggies, but he was. His name is Biblical. No, Im not a Bible freak.
Tis time for me to sleep. Goodnight
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OH. MY. GOD. I don't believe there has ever been a more awkward Algebra class ever. We began by talking about probablity (something we've all learned in about third grade). Naturally, we all started to doze off. Suddenly, as an example of probablity and certainty, my teacher said, "Okay. Let's pretend I'm having my first child, not counting my two children." She cuts off randomly into the show 19 Kids And Counting. "That woman's cervix must be THIS big!" and stretches her arms out as far as they can go. Fiona and I looked at each other with wide eyes. Ho.Ly.Crap.
This weather is so ugly, it makes the winter snowstorm (which snowed me into my house...on my birthday...) look appealing. Its humid yet cloudy. I'm sitting here staring out the window to the other side of the school building, the Wing, and beginning to feel sick because of the heat. Ive always been a victim of heat. Two or three years ago when I went to Florida with my family on vacation I passed out on Daytona Beach right on my uncle. Next thing I know, I'm in a bumpy ambulance with a guy trying to put IV in me but missing. Painful is an understatement.
Ive lost repsect for the ASPCA.
We named him Samson because my mom and I believed that if we cut his hair, he'd be mean to us; most Pomeranians aren't nice doggies, but he was. His name is Biblical. No, Im not a Bible freak.
Tis time for me to sleep. Goodnight
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OH. MY. GOD. I don't believe there has ever been a more awkward Algebra class ever. We began by talking about probablity (something we've all learned in about third grade). Naturally, we all started to doze off. Suddenly, as an example of probablity and certainty, my teacher said, "Okay. Let's pretend I'm having my first child, not counting my two children." She cuts off randomly into the show 19 Kids And Counting. "That woman's cervix must be THIS big!" and stretches her arms out as far as they can go. Fiona and I looked at each other with wide eyes. Ho.Ly.Crap.
This weather is so ugly, it makes the winter snowstorm (which snowed me into my house...on my birthday...) look appealing. Its humid yet cloudy. I'm sitting here staring out the window to the other side of the school building, the Wing, and beginning to feel sick because of the heat. Ive always been a victim of heat. Two or three years ago when I went to Florida with my family on vacation I passed out on Daytona Beach right on my uncle. Next thing I know, I'm in a bumpy ambulance with a guy trying to put IV in me but missing. Painful is an understatement.
