Smells like fear

Yup.

Something smells like fear. Pure unadulterated fear. ;

What’s that, you say? That’s me that reeks of fear?

Hm.

Well, I suppose you’d be right.

I’m currently waiting on the verdict from my school to see whether I can return for the spring semester or not. This has me shaken down to my core, and I have no idea what’s going to happen. Hopefully it’ll all work out, but I’ve been spending my days praying to the RAT and Eywa.

Perhaps my prayers will be answered.

So, other than the fact that I’m scared shitless, there’s not much else going on in my life.

My mother is still batshit crazy. (And by that I mean fucking crazy) and we’ve finally sold our house!

She’s currently begging for me to help her pack up and move, which I think is kind of funny [her begging, not me helping], so things are still interesting for me in my life. (Though I wish they weren’t.)

Good times, good times. 

So, about that praying thing?

I'm praying hard. 

Way hard. Because I can't spend 8 months at home. 

I. Will. Flip. Shit. 

EYWA. HEAR ME. HEAR THE VOICES OF MY PEOPLE. LET US GO. 

*cough*

Anyways. 

I really have nothing else to say here. So I think I'll kill this post before it multiplies. 

Apocalyptic Fish

When the lights go down in the city...




APOCALYPSE. OMFG IT'S THE APOCALYPSE. EVERYONE, RUN. GET YOUR CHILDREN, YOUR HUSBAND, YOUR DOG, THEY BE RAPIN' ERRYONE OUT HERE. 

*Cough*
Well then.

That was just a side note, really. I'd been sitting on it for all of ten minutes and decided to share.
So!

It's 2011! Yaaaay!

There were other pictures. Mostly of cars.
But I liked this one best. 

Well, first blog post of the new year. I'm not clever enough to do anything about it, like resolutions or anything.
I mean...not going crazy would be a great thing...hahaha...ha.


This is actually a cleverly veiled fish post!
Yes! My Fish Mommery is still alive and well!
An update on my babies: Asher is alive and well. I've realized he's kind of puny, but that's alright. He's my baby and I'll always love him.
Khalil has moved on to live with my brother. He's turned away from me, for abandoning him, and doesn't love me anymore. But it's okay. As his mother, I understand.
Calcifer (a new addition since the first post) is feisty as ever, and I'm pretty sure he has an inkling of narcissistic personality disorder. I love him.
Casear (the newest to the gang) is still getting used to not living in a cup. Hopefully he'll be happy with me, and will eat all of his breakfast when I feed him this morning.


And now....*drum roll*

It's time for PICTURES!!!!
With my awesome iPod Touch, I was able to capture beautiful moments, frozen in time, of my babies.

Asher

Asher loves his new plant. He sleeps there constantly <3

Asher also likes hiding beside his cave. Makes him feel better, I think.

Calcifer

Caesar

And there we go.

My beautiful fish. I love them so much.

/end random ass post