zarina

You know what I love?
Screaming Babies. Really. I do. Especially when they screamed practically day sunday, from super early in the morning until fairly late at night and then you wake up to the sounds of the thing screaming some more. LOVE IT.

(please kill me now)

In other news, yesterday was possibly one of the most traumatic afternoons in my life. Another mouse died. This time however the trap didn't quite get him but he was bleeding and badly hurt and was just rolling around on it's back for awhile trying to get up, and then it couldn't walk and was just hopping about in our cupboard. It looked up at me with the saddest eyes.... Hell... I'm about to start crying over this again... My mom told me to trap it under a box so I didn't have to see it like that anymore and I couldn't bare to put it out of it's suffering. It bleed to death there and my mom came over to get rid of it for me...

I cried all afternoon over it. Not just crying, hysterically bawling my eyes out. Luckily my roomate wasn't around, she would have laughed at me.

That was my "peaceful" sunday afternoon, how was everyone elses?

xoxo
-Zarina