Well, one of the cats, Moo (because he was a huge cat and was black and white in color) died suddenly today. We buried him in the backyard. My parents loved him, but I didn’t know him very well. I can’t seem to get very attached to pets, but I’m sure that would change once I got my own.

That’s compounded onto the fact that ODU doesn’t have a statement of non-filing, therefore, I cannot apply for financial aid when I go there… not until I’m 24 years of age and considered independent. Really, at the stage I’m at now, the people I’m supposed to be depending on are not dependable at all. So one would wonder if I’m really dependent or not. Anyway, there’s more to this story, but I don’t feel like getting into it right now.

Fsck Mondays. The rest of this week better be gold to make up for today.