See this is why I don't read the paper. GRRRRRRRRR!! While reading the NY Post this evening I came across an article about the writers strike. Naturally the first thing I looked over the article for was when Heroes will be coming back...as it turns out Heroes is not expected to return to the air until fall. I'm sad about it but yet I'm not. I would like them to use the time to look over and erase the mistakes of season two, and I doubt they would be able to do that if they tried to come back for April.


So I'm a little depressed that my favorite show is not coming back until September, but in the interest of it getting back to it's former glory they need all the time they can get.

Also as a side note, I'm a little glad it's not back yet because the Sarah Conner Chronicles is on Mondays at 9 and as much as I love that show nobody gets my full attention like Heroes does.

What is so wrong about being an individual? What is so wrong with no doing what people expect of you?

To me nothing, but to some in my family it's the strangest thing in the world. I have three cousins and I love them dearly, but sometimes I feel like such an outsider when I'm with them. Each of them loves being the center of attention and being around groups of people all the time. I'm the opposite. I like going to parties, hagging out with them and going to the club, but honestly I'm happiest when I'm by myself. If I can curl up on a chair for two hours with my Ipod and a book I'm content and to them it's weird. They call me antisocial. I dont think I'm anitsocial it's just that most times I'd rather be relaxing at home than jumping around like a nut in the club.

I also think that it's because I have such different views then they do. The things that I'm interested in they arent and if they arent then it's strange. For instance theyy ahve this thing that because we are black we should only watch shows with black people in them. Well what if you dont like the show? Persoanlly I would rather not go through life dictating my every action based on the color of my skin. If I see or hear something and I like it, I'm going to continue to listen to it or watch it or whatever. One of them knocked on Heroes the other day and I asked her if she had ever seen the show? She said no, so then I asked her how is it that she can make a snap judgement on something she has never seen. She didn't have an answer for that. Then the discussion moved to mu Ipod which has an extensive colllection of music on it. If I like it when I hear it I put it on my Ipod. I've got eveything up there from Stevie Wonder to Britney Spears, but some how that makes me weird. Just becasue my music doesnt consist of just hip-hop and r&b, somehow that makes me less black. WTF??

I guess my mom could see that this all upset me a bit but she told me that she was glad i wasnt liek the rest of them. She said that was her intention. She said she wanted me to have an open-minded view of the world. I was an only shild for 12 years and I cant tell you all the stuff my mom had me doing and seeing since I was little. She used to say you dont ahve tio be lie everyone else, you should want to be different.

Ok I'll cut off there because I'm starting to just ramble. Just needed to get that off my chest.

It was so weird, I was in the bookstore today, just browsing and I was reading the back of this book and the guy in the aisle with me leans over and tell me that I made a good choice because the book is really good. I stare at him for a few minutes because he's really good looking, plus he and I have the same taste in books which is good. He's got the nice brown eyes and a great smile. I could tell he was black mixed with something.

So I asked him his name and he says "ohh my name is Milo." I think I passed out, but I'm not really sure. I know my mind went blank for a good twenty seconds. Then I babbled my name, we went to the cafe for some coffee, we exchanged phone numbers and that was it.

I know there are plenty of people in the world named Milo but it's just weird that I had DSC on the brain and then some guy name Milo starts talking to me.

Hmmm the perfect party... I would love to have black and white party, where everyone would have to come dressed in black or white. I just love that idea, all the decorations would be in B&W as well. There would ahve to be a lot of people there but enough so that everyone would aheva good time. Plus there would be a DJ and such.

Well I took the kitten to the nearest vet and they ended up putting him to sleep. Which I guess was best. The vet said that he probably wouldn't last the night either way becasue of an infection he got from the injury and being underfed. They asked me what I wanted to do and I explained to them the situation and I told her it wasn't really my kitten but she said he might as well have been since I went out of my way to bring him in.

So they ended up putting him to sleep. I feel bad, but not as bad as I did earlier since at least he doesnt have to suffer anymore.

I'm so mad at the woman. All life is precious and it's like she doesnt even care.

Rest in Peace Kitten

I know it's a small thing to get upset about but I have reached the end of my rope with one of my neighbors.

She has all these cat and she seems to think that putting a bunch of tuna in a bowl outside, in the freezing cold, is going to sustain them. When I asked her about it she tells me "I love my cats but they are not allowed in my house"... Huh? How does that work? How can you say you care about your animals but you dont want them in your house? I live in New York and it's cold as I dont know what here right now. So I feel bad enough that those cats are stuck outside.

Then what's worse is that one of the cats had kittens and today when I was going to the store I saw one of the kittens and I don't know if it got hit by a car or got into it with another cat but it was injured, it was laying outside my door and it was bloody and one of it's eyes was messed up. I don't know what happened to the kitten but it looked so helpless that I had to just take it in. I have it in a box in my house trying to keep it warm and alive. I take the kitten over to the woman and her attitude is just indifference and I just lost it. I started screaming at her, telling her that as owner of these cats it's her responsibility that they get proper care. By the time it was done my father was practially dragging me away from her house. Some of my other neighbors applauded me because I said to her what a lot of them have wanted to say about those cats. I mean they dig in people's trash cans during the night, tear into their trash bags and such because they are underfed.

I think the kitten is going to die, I'm trying to find a vet to take it to and hopefully I'll find one that will do an emergency check. I dont even mind that I would have to pay for it It's making me so upset and I'm just crying as I type this. I dont see myself as a big animal lover but I cant' stand to see any living thing, especaily something that small, mistreated like this.I can't keep it because my mom and sister have asthma and are allergic to cats, but I can't very well give it back to that woman because she has made it very clear she could care less.

The other thing that makes it bad is that I could call the ASPCA but they wont chase the cats down to catch them. I called them before when another of the cat had had kieens last winter and had taken residence under the big bush in my front yard. I fed them and gave them water until the ASPCA came for them.


In the grand scheme it seem like such a trival thing to get this worked up over but I hate cruelty, especailly to small creatures.