LuvaBun wrote:
Xila, do you have any pics of you in your marching band gear? I would love to see them. I can''t imagine how uncomfortable carrying those bells must be :?.
I think my mom does, somewhere... I'll have to do "Disk-diving" this weekend, and see if I can dig up the marching band pictures from one of her kabillion disks.
Jan
Xila~~~
May 30, 08
5 1/2 days of school left...
I was replying to Peg's topic reminding up to take pictures.
I decided to crop it, because most of it was jsut me talking about my life... off-topic, yes. Here's what it says: (Bold is what I cut out)
"Oh, Peg, you get me every time with these posts. That was so well said. I hope you inspired someone out there to start a blog, take some pictures and videos... Or maybe just todo something as small as giving their rabbit an extra pat on the head tonight.
And, Anna, I know what you mean. Right now, I feel like I love BunBun almost as if he were a brother to me. It's kind of "creepy" (So say my friends- as they think it's odd thatI'll get a strawberry, etc, take a bit of it, let BunBun take a bite, than continue eating.) to some, but it's true. I realize how much hemeans to me right now, and... I look back sometimes, and realize that he's not even a year old yet. If he lives to even be 8 or 9... let alone 10, 11, or 12... I'll probably be so bonded with him that I have no idea what I'd do when he leaves- I'd just be so lost without him...
And I don't mean that in an "Overdramatic" sence- BunBun is, almost literally, my life. I mean, my parents are seperated and always yelling, my brother is just pesters me so much, and is just SO selfish, greedy, incoherent, and so oblivious of his surroundings and other's feelingsthat, most of the time, I'm hating him. At school, I'm never exacly the "popular" type (I'm the kind of person who has only a few good friends, and that's about it), etc etc etc. BunBun really does, in a way, "keep me going". I just love going to school, because I'd knowhow excitedI'll be to come home and see him. He is really very inspiring, kind, sweet, and gentle.
Sure, people around me in real life think I'm "strange" for liking a (And I quote them almost word for word) "smelly, dumb rodent", (Yeah- that's how smart they are- and 97% of the people who said that to me have never owned a rabbit before, and the other 3% were people who had them in a small hutch outsie, never playedwith them or cleanedtheir cages,etc.) but that's because they just don't understand how much he means to me, what my life is like,and they've never truly experianced rabbits... people in this modern world are so quick to judge... Why don't they volunteer at a shelter? Work with rabbits? Or, maybe even RESEARCHrabbits? I wish I could tell my familyto do some research before saying I'm wrong. It's no surprize they don't believe me for anything- they think rabbitsdon't need toys to keep themselves pacified for almost eight straight hours, five days a week. They also strongly believe that they can survive in the wild... And my mom wants me to stop feding BunBun hay and just give him grass every day, even though I've shown her varyous sources saying hay looses it's nutrition (or something)when cut by a lawn mower, and I even brought one up that, the VERY LASTLINE of it, in large bold letters, were "Remember: There is no substitute for hay!", and yet she still pesters me about it from time to time. They also don't believe that certain things, like orange peels, can be toxic to rabbits. She refuses to buy me Red-leaf Romaine Lettuce anymore, becasue I don't feed him thecrappy, wattery, green/light-leafed"icequeen" lettuce she grows. >.> They insist it's because "Wild rabbits would eat things like that!" I HATE it when my mom compares BunBun to a wild rabbit. I really, truly do.
I'm very sorry to have "stolen the thread", and swayed so off-topic. If a mod feels that this long post be better suited elsewere, just give me a heads up and I'll put this in my blog, and you may delete or editthis postat your leisure.
Uhm, yeah. Anyway, I'm going to go upload some pictures...
~Xila"
Yeah. =/
Oh, Karen, the girl who I got BunBun from, who knows nothing about rabbits, finally got bored and released her rabbit into the wild. She claims it's just wandering around her backyard. >.> STUPID, STUPID,
STUPID!
Unfourtunatly, I learned about this late at night, and Her cellphone went straight to voicemail, and her home phone was busy. I'm calling herwhenever I think she's awaketomorrow. (11ish? Maybe 10? I'm usually very shy, but I'm willing to talk to her mother if possible. This is a
very serious thing!)
This is what I said to Jessica:
"I mean... Most domestic rabbits have exotic colors that clash with the world around them, such as white, gray, and sometimes even orange,making it basically like they are walking around with a huge target with flashing neon lights on their heads. Second, Domestic rabbits loose almost all of their wild instincts. The don't know how to find water, or protect themselves, make burrows, and so many things could pickthem off- Parasites, disease, foxes, wolves, cyoties, cats, dogs, cars, starvation, wether, dehydration, etc... If they don't pick up their act and get that rabbit, I'm, 100% sure that that rabbit if going to be dead by the end of the weekend."
Please pray for this rabbit... I'm definatly going to be doing something about this!
Well, sorry about not updating yesterday. I fell asleep.
BunBun got a mouthful of orange peel that day. It was RIGHT before school, too! That was the longest day of school EVER! Every second, I was thinking "Hurry up, clock! I wanna go home and see if he's okay!"
But he seems to be okay now.
Why is it that BunBun likes eating hay off the ground, rather than in a hay rack? If someone tells me to "Push the hay" (Which is what I did with the orange insident), I leave a pile of hay on the floor in his cage. I'd go this all the time, but I've found that about 1/3 of the hay gets pushed out of the cage and waisted- and they don't sell the small bags at my local feed store any more! Only the $17 ones! o_o
Oh, and I'm *so* mad at the Rockwell's (The feed store) employees... When I was buying the hay, my mom and her were carrying on a conversation on how you could get ___ ammount of bales of COW HAY for $17(See previous entries on why I don't feed him cow hay from around here)... I mean... WHAT THE HECK!? You people sell rabbit products! You people have brocures on rabbits!YOU PEOPLE HAVE EVEN SOLD RABBITS!
AND YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW THAT RABBITS NEED TIMOTHY HAY!? WHAT THE HECK KIND OF... Augh! >.>
Well, night.
~Xila
