I just flushed my first fish.

It was a little more real than just knowing he’s dead at the bottom of his bowl. Granted, it was kinda creepy when he floated up to the top when I was talking about him online, half a day after he died. But flushing a fish is like burying your dog. Yeah, he was just a fish, and a long-lived-for-such-a-newbie-owner one at that. But it was still my first pet. First thing whose life I was ever responsible for. Gee… I hope my kids last longer than seven months 🙁

Anyway, I could’ve handled that, but I had a really lousy evening of work. And I’m anxious about the career fair tomorrow, not knowing if I really want an internship, or just take classes and work at CyRide this summer. And then a ton of other little things have gone wrong tonight (forgot the book I was engrossed in in my car, the ice cream I was gonna have to cheer me up was frosty, then some of it fell into my brand new keyboard).

I’m just gonna curl up in a little ball and go to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.

(And to think, that I was planning to write an entry this evening about how I’m struggling with the direction of my life…)

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