Hi. I know I've been absent for, let's see... nineteen days. Wow, almost a month. I've been catching up on some blog reading this morning since I missed school today, and I've missed blogging for a while now. This is what I do when I feel down or depressed, I write. It's very therapeutic to me. And now, while I'm slowly drinking my cold coffee that's been lying by my side since this morning, the fingers are back in action.
It turned out that 2010 didn't quite start that well for me. This first month of January has been covered with tears for various reasons.
* My dog, whom I have loved for almost eleven years, died on January 1st. It was one of the most horrible experiences in my life so far. I was traveling back down from Holland to Portugal, and my parents and I were eager to get reunited with our beloved Proffy. She had had a stroke a few days before Christmas, and just the feeling of not being there for her (she stayed at my aunt's house in Lisbon) caused me so much pain. We were a few hours past Paris when my other aunt called us and told us the news. The simple words "I don't believe it" that my Mom whispered on the phone were enough to send me screaming and crying with pain. My Dad hugged me for what seemed like hours. Brushing my hair and patting my back whenever I started sobbing again. I went over to my Mom when I heard her crying and I hugged her as tight as I could, feeling her tears on my head. It was such a long and painful night. And the day after and the day after that were also consumed by tears. Knowing we weren't making a stop before going home to get my black and white darling, staring at her toys and waiting for her to come running towards them and demand us to play with her. It's been hard. It kills me that I didn't say goodbye.
* I finally ended the process of getting out all of my wisdom teeth. The first three were the least of my worries. The last one, which I took out last Saturday, made the right side of my face blow up and out of proportion with the left side of my face. I've been feeling like a monster for three days now, thus not going to school. Hopefully I'll manage to tomorrow. Not that not going to school hasn't been good. It's extremely relieving.
* After getting rid of said wisdom tooth, my Mom and I went to get ourselves two new pets. Two two-months-old Portuguese Pointers, which we named Tom and Joey (yes, he was indeed named after Joey of Friends). After a tiring night with no sleep, pee and poo all over the place and a few plants destroyed, we decided it was best to return one of them (that was previously discussed with the nice lady that gave them to us). We returned Joey. The things is, my Dad doesn't like the name "Tom", and now Tom is Joey. Poor dog, two-months-old and he's already having an identity crisis. It's confusing. What's also confusing is seeing another dog on my old dog's bed. Playing with my old dog's toys. Eating and drinking from my old dog's tray. I'm sure I'll get over it.
I'm sorry I haven't been blogging much. It does relieve me and make me feel good. I've been making a list of issues that I want to blog about, but I thought I should blog about what I just did before that. Hope you're all well and having a better month than some of us.
- Ana
