Heartless…like really? Out of all things you could possibly call me, heartless seems to be the one that hurts the most. To all who read this, or know me for that matter I would dare to say I’m a heartless person. Yeah there may be some things that I could care less about…aka cats! But that doesn’t mean that my heart isn’t fully capable of wrapping itself fully around something. And loving it to no extent! It hurts. Makes me feel like a bright blooming flower that just dried out and wilted. Like you were giddy like a kid then told something bad happened. Thats the feeling going through my stomach. I can’t help it that Im in no way attached to these kittens. Yes, as precious as they may be they are causing me more stress than desired. And on top of all that our lanlord is clueless that we have them. We’re required to pay a $250 pet fee and by just not saying anything we are slyly sneaking past that fee. Which usually doesn’t really shake or phase me, but for some reason I feel like I should tell him. Not to be rid of the cats…but I’m slowly trying to correct my life and fix the things that previously were holding me down. One of those things being shady and dishonest-ness. So by wanting to better myself, or say my spirit man…I am consequently hurting my roommate and her love for her kitten NorahMae. I’m so sorry to all my readers in love with cats, but I just can’t bring myself to fake it anymore. I have no attachment to Lola. Yes she’s my kitty, and yes I love her…but would not be sad to see her go. I just don’t care to deal with the whole cat mess anymore. Call me heartless? Sure. Go for it. Break me down however you’d like. I have Christ and thats the only one I truly need beside me anyways.
A ring can be many things! It could be a wedding ring, a peach ring, a ring like at the olympics, a ring like a telephone call, or in my case a purity ring! I was sitting in my room reading my english book for class when my dad made his way into my room and asked me to come into the living room when I had a chance. He needed to talk to me about something! Now when I hear the words, “I need to talk to you about something”, I don’t know about you, my brain begins to go into panic mode and thinks of all the things i’ve done wrong or possibly have lied about in the past few weeks! So even thinking that I would be able to finish the story I was reading was a joke. haha. I HAD to know what was going on. So I went into the room only to see my dad just randomly standing in the middle with his arms crossed, which usually indicates that he’s pissed. But no, he simply says look down. So as my eyes begin to work their way to the table I see a little black suede box. Automatically my brain thinks wedding ring! Ha Of course, what else do girls think about! I slowly open the box to see a shimmering shining ring. With 5 small simple, but perfect diamonds! I’m not the type of girl who likes the blingy and huge rings and earrings. No, no, no I’m much more of the simple down to earth kind of girl! Who loves a little pink here and there! :) But it is the most perfect ring I have ever seen! With VS diamonds the clarity is incredible and spectacular! With all this being said, I wonder why did he do this for me? Like me and my dad have never been on the best terms. We just don’t get along and always butt heads with our own opinions! So to think wow, what in the world does the Lord have planned for me and my family?! It says so much that he humbled himself enough to buy an expensive gift for me and to think how much he actually and truly cares! Craziness!