I see someone that needs help.
But they are far away.
Do I jeopardize my time by helping them?
Do I?
Yes.
The answer is always yes.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
I think
I think that life is so important. Excuse the blatant obviousness of this statement, but it's meant to be LIVED. This is not something I am doing by comparing the traumatic childhoods invoked by Charles Dickens and Charlotte Bronte in their respective nineteenth century novels. Ugh. Can't wait 'til graduation.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
rip 2006 HP
the post previous to this one was the last one made on my old laptop, the same one I lost Saturday night, a couple of hours post writing the aforementioned post :) Sad. I still can't believe I have to start a new cyber life on a new laptop. All of my old photos and past written documents are gone. Now I get to start from scratch.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
things I've noticed
I'm currently on the bus back to New York and I have noticed numerous instances of couches randomly placed in the middle of the woods, far away enough from civilization to illicit the following description: Weird.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Teddy
So, yesterday sucked. Teddy, my dog for 12 years, passed away due to peritonitis. The doctors supposedly did everything they could to save him, but they fucked up and let some of his surgery wounds get infected. He was operated on at least twice and they told us that euthanizing him would be the best option. There was no way he could live independently healthy, without constant surgery and medical attention, something my family could not afford.
I can't even tell you how sad this is. Twelve years is such a long time; I got Teddy when I was in fifth grade. He was technically mine, even though my mom took care of him. I named him after one of my most prized possessions then, the 1997 Teddy beanie baby. He was such an amazing dog. I remember he had a toy football that squeaked a lot. Sometimes, I would mess around with him and throw the ball against a wall, completely confusing him because he always ran past the wall trying to find it. I also would sometimes jokingly call him "Freddy" or "Betty" because I knew he'd still look.
I always loved carrying him like a baby, even when he was pretty heavy. I also remember all of the times he knocked over the trash cans, including the ones in the bathrooms, hoping to find something he could engulf. I remember only having to tell him "go to place", "vamos!", and "sit" to let him know that it was either eating time, bathroom time, or, sitting time.
He came with us to 6 different homes, in 2 different countries, and 3 different states (if you count DC as a state). Always so eager and happy and so completely lovable. I loved him so much and always will. It's so sad because I knew he wanted to live longer, I could tell the last time we saw him at the hospital. He had iv's all over and he seemed to be in so much pain, but he was so happy to see us. He mustered any energy he could to show us, wanting us to pet him. Seeing him last night, post-euthanasia was weird and scary. He was frozen, gone. But I needed to say goodbye. He was the best dog ever and I'll miss him forever.
Teddy Silva
04/15/1998-03/31/2010
I can't even tell you how sad this is. Twelve years is such a long time; I got Teddy when I was in fifth grade. He was technically mine, even though my mom took care of him. I named him after one of my most prized possessions then, the 1997 Teddy beanie baby. He was such an amazing dog. I remember he had a toy football that squeaked a lot. Sometimes, I would mess around with him and throw the ball against a wall, completely confusing him because he always ran past the wall trying to find it. I also would sometimes jokingly call him "Freddy" or "Betty" because I knew he'd still look.
I always loved carrying him like a baby, even when he was pretty heavy. I also remember all of the times he knocked over the trash cans, including the ones in the bathrooms, hoping to find something he could engulf. I remember only having to tell him "go to place", "vamos!", and "sit" to let him know that it was either eating time, bathroom time, or, sitting time.
He came with us to 6 different homes, in 2 different countries, and 3 different states (if you count DC as a state). Always so eager and happy and so completely lovable. I loved him so much and always will. It's so sad because I knew he wanted to live longer, I could tell the last time we saw him at the hospital. He had iv's all over and he seemed to be in so much pain, but he was so happy to see us. He mustered any energy he could to show us, wanting us to pet him. Seeing him last night, post-euthanasia was weird and scary. He was frozen, gone. But I needed to say goodbye. He was the best dog ever and I'll miss him forever.
Teddy Silva
04/15/1998-03/31/2010
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