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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

My Beautiful Cats/Future 2


Yep, that's right... I dedicated this one to my cats... but it may not be what you think...

I have three cats. Their names are Soba, Sushi, and Iggy. We adopted ALL of them. Now I am quite allergic to all animals... and I mean like EVERY animal, INCLUDING cats. So yesterday I started to pet them because I thought that it would be alright... well it wasn't...
That night I didn't feel so well so I laid down in my bed. Then I started to have breathing problems. When my mom came into my room, she was really scared. I told her that I was ok, but I just couldn't catch my breath. "Mom, can we go the the hospital?" Was all I said to her. She said ok, but then she told me to stay in bed and wait until the allergy attack went away.
"Am... I... going to.... die?" I kept asking her. She always replied saying "No you won't." But I still kept thinking I would. I didn't want to die. After a little while... (like at 12 o' clock) I could finally breath again. My mom asked me how it felt, and I told her that it was like your dying and then coming back to life. Or at least that is what I thought. I never want to go through that experience again, but I want to live and love animals...

The other day I wanted to make a movie so I gathered up all of the video's I had on my camera and started to make a movie. It didn't take long before I was done. I was really happy with the video. My mom watched it and asked me if I wanted to do that as a career. I thought about it. I really want to do something like that... but I don't know which one to choose. I mean I REALLY want to do singing and voice acting... but editing sounds kind of cool too... It is really making me frustrated... thinking of what you want to be so early... at first I was thinking of pharmacy... that is almost ALL out of the picture now... it doesn't seem as fun as I thought it would be. I still have 3 years.. but I kind of want to know early so I can plan ahead...

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