Short and sweet....

I've been listening to Third Eye Blind's first album for a couple days and I have soooo many memories attached to that album. Memories that date back to being the weird girl in jr high, to being the lost girl in high school, to my first job, to starting to break out of my ugly duckling stage and meet guys, to now, when my boyfriend who loves that album just as much drove around singing the songs to me. It just makes think about my life and how in a couple weeks I'm turning 28! 28?!?!?  Not to mention, this year is my 10 year High School reunion. HOLY COW!!!!! Were did the time go? I can't believe how fast time goes by. The funny thing though, I'm still weird, I'm still lost, and I still make self discoveries about myself. I'm still getting to know me and figure out who I am. Who says I have to have it all figured out by now? So what if I'm not married with kids, or a super model, or have a massive degree, or making millions of dollars (although it would be nice). Point is, I'm happy. And the things that make me unhappy, I'm working on and changing them. I'm not a hundred percent sure if I will go to my renunion just because I barely even went to high school itself :p but if I do, I'm half tempted to rock an old Hanson shirt. You know why? Because I am still me...

Sad Nicole is sad.....

Today sucks soooo bad. I woke up this morning feeling ok. I started to clean my room and went down stairs to take the trash out. I noticed that someone tagged on my car. OH HOW LOVELY! I can't believe people. So I'm mad about that, come back upstairs and my cat attacked me. My arms look like I stuck them in a blender and the blender won. I managed to get her into a her cage but decided I can't live like this. She keeps attacking me for no reason. Last night she was all over me and loving on me then today, demon cat. It got to the point that I was scared of her. I called around seeing if I could "surrender" her but no one would take her because of her "behavioral issues". My options were to put her outside and risk her getting seriously injured from a coyote or a car since I right by a high school and freeway OR put her down OR continue to have her attack me. Gallons of tears later, I decided to put her to sleep. I'm so heart broken. She was only 3 and I hate that it happened this way. The vet said she might be acting out because she just isn't adapting to my new house. She also said sometimes cats just snap and become extremely violent. I balled my eyes out. I am so thankful that I have a great boyfriend who just held me and knew that I just needed to cry. He came back to my house and helped me clean out all the cat stuff. I lost it when I saw her little teddy bear that she's had since she was a baby. She would carry it around by the foot and cuddle with it. Man, my heart hurts so bad right now. I wish she didn't go crazy :( I miss my kitty......