Well, it's been a good while since I posted again huh? School's closing in fast and I've become nocturnal sad to say. I didn't go to sleep until 7 this morning, and it wasn't easy to do that because...It was sad to say a rather dark morning. My dad comes into my room and asked me why there was only one parakeet in the cage (We owned two you see.) Alarmed that a bird could have possibly gotten out (our dogs think they might be flying tennis balls, I dashed in to look. I wasn't wearing my glasses or contacts so I looked all about the cage not seeing anything.
I went and nabbed by glasses and as I went to check the cage again...I saw a flash of green feathers through the slot where you can pull out the bottom of the cage to clean it out. Birds don't sit on the cage floor...and more so they don't actually lay on the cage floor. It didn't take but a moment for my mind to reach the conclusion that Ferdy had passed away in the night without any indication of being ill. Nick, our other parakeet was sitting quietly on his perch watching the whole thing.
Parakeets are flock creatures, and being the only two, I'm currently worried about Nick, who's been rather quiet. I think he might be grieving (They're smarter then one might think those 'keets...), and I'm spending as much time with him in my company as I can. He's perched on the pillows behind me at the moment as I'm typing this, fluffed up and watching me, as quiet as ever.
I had my mom get Ferdy out of the cage. I don't know how many of you have ever lost pets, but you know that the dead are rather...stiff. I've had to deal with several lost guinea pigs, and even that was hard for me to watch. I didn't want to touch him, mostly because seeing something that was so full of life the day before so still, not even breathing...it's hard for me as well. I took Nick out of his cage and sat down at the kitchen table with him on my shoulder, thinking aloud...talking just so he could hear something besides quiet I think.
Today was different for me on another note as well...Moving on to more irritating things. I helped out my sister today at her job because she hurt her back, and I was more then happy to give her a hand. But afterwards we went out for lunch, and after being forced to starve due to my numerous food allergies, and enduring some rather harsh temperatures of my father's car, which has no air conditioning and only the driver window able to roll down...tempers were rather short.
Near where I live, we have some construction going on. A few Hispanic workers were holding up traffic because the way had been partly obscured due to road work. Immediatley my sister, who was 'sweating to death' as she put it, started slamming how Hispanics were a reason our economy went sour and how they shouldn't even be here. My dad, who was I suppose eager to vent out frustration at our predicament joined up with her. They moved from Hispanics on to other races.
It just really irked me, I sat in the backseat listening and inwardly shaking my head. I tried to present an argument that might have changed their ideas, but they really don't listen to me. I do honestly feel like sometimes I really stick out in my family. I don't know why I've got different views and morals and such then they seem to generally have, but it's just the way things are.
Anyway, if you've stuck around to read this, thanks. I'll see you all in my next post.
-Soren
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Dia de la Independence.
Well, it's not a witty title, but it's better then just saying '4th of July!' It's been a while huh guys? Been a little preoccupied with life, all week last week I had to work at VBS at my church. For those of you who don't know what that means, VBS stands for Vacation Bible School. Just a little childrens group up for Summer for a week, and the week before that I had camp. So it's been just a little bit busy.
Where to start...well let's start with camp. Siloam, my home away from home. It was a good long week, I met some good people, for starters our cabin mates were amazingly awesome people. Yes, they did share their sodas (which is awesome in my book)! And they were great with just hanging out and talking.
I've been to Siloam for five years in a row now, next will be my sixth, and last year there as a camper, you can only go through your senior year in highschool, so this will be my last time as a camper in the summer of 2011. I can be a dorm supervisor for our church when I turn 19 but that will be a whole 'nother year to wait...Meh.
VBS...Let's go with that next. Well it was an awesome week as well. I had to look after the 2nd-3rd grade group. Not so bad, a little rowdy but they're easy enough to deal with. And kids are so truthful that sometimes what they say just makes you want to smile. I enjoy working with them for the most part, except when they annoy the snot out of me and make me wonder 'Do I really want to have kids?'
And since I'm feeling uncreative on that topic tonight, let's move on to July 4th, of this year 2010. It's ten o'clock here and I can still hear the thunderous boom of fireworks. My dog Kit (the one in my profile pic with me) is hiding behind me in that weird 'I'm going to become a doggy pillow way' because she like one of my other three dogs is terrified of thunder and or fireworks. It doesn't help that the little crackles and booms start out two weeks in advance. Poor things....for many reason I think they're sad, mostly because my mom yelled at them when they started peeing on the carpet today when fireworks started at two (I mean really people?! Two pm?!).
My family seems to gradually be losing interest in this holiday, either that or we're just short for funds of fireworks. I think it's probably the latter really. I get really good nostalgia from this holiday, and for the past couple of years I've just spent it hanging out with my friends and their families because its a little more eventful (Free food doesn't hurt either!). My church's youth group is having it's own celebration tomorrow. Said friends I mentioned aren't attending because they don't trust our Youth minister with pyrotechnics.
However I'm a little pyromaniac so I think something like this would be rather entertaining (plus more food...I wonder if that makes me a glutton. I blame it on lack of edible stuffs in this house, between paychecks and all that.) Well guys my dogs squirming about, and there are more fireworks to be seen. I hope this Independence day has been a good one. Happy July, and happy 4th.
-Soren
Where to start...well let's start with camp. Siloam, my home away from home. It was a good long week, I met some good people, for starters our cabin mates were amazingly awesome people. Yes, they did share their sodas (which is awesome in my book)! And they were great with just hanging out and talking.
I've been to Siloam for five years in a row now, next will be my sixth, and last year there as a camper, you can only go through your senior year in highschool, so this will be my last time as a camper in the summer of 2011. I can be a dorm supervisor for our church when I turn 19 but that will be a whole 'nother year to wait...Meh.
VBS...Let's go with that next. Well it was an awesome week as well. I had to look after the 2nd-3rd grade group. Not so bad, a little rowdy but they're easy enough to deal with. And kids are so truthful that sometimes what they say just makes you want to smile. I enjoy working with them for the most part, except when they annoy the snot out of me and make me wonder 'Do I really want to have kids?'
And since I'm feeling uncreative on that topic tonight, let's move on to July 4th, of this year 2010. It's ten o'clock here and I can still hear the thunderous boom of fireworks. My dog Kit (the one in my profile pic with me) is hiding behind me in that weird 'I'm going to become a doggy pillow way' because she like one of my other three dogs is terrified of thunder and or fireworks. It doesn't help that the little crackles and booms start out two weeks in advance. Poor things....for many reason I think they're sad, mostly because my mom yelled at them when they started peeing on the carpet today when fireworks started at two (I mean really people?! Two pm?!).
My family seems to gradually be losing interest in this holiday, either that or we're just short for funds of fireworks. I think it's probably the latter really. I get really good nostalgia from this holiday, and for the past couple of years I've just spent it hanging out with my friends and their families because its a little more eventful (Free food doesn't hurt either!). My church's youth group is having it's own celebration tomorrow. Said friends I mentioned aren't attending because they don't trust our Youth minister with pyrotechnics.
However I'm a little pyromaniac so I think something like this would be rather entertaining (plus more food...I wonder if that makes me a glutton. I blame it on lack of edible stuffs in this house, between paychecks and all that.) Well guys my dogs squirming about, and there are more fireworks to be seen. I hope this Independence day has been a good one. Happy July, and happy 4th.
-Soren
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