Poor kitty...my poor...whut?

Okay...first things first...I'm actually an old lady living with a lot of cats...LIES!!!

I'm not old...but I do have cats, lots of cats, luv them, why the title? It's because one of the cats here (my poor orange kitty) got in a fight with the big white gay cat, I call that one gay for reasons I can tell...garfield here (orange kitty) got a lot of facial scars now...and he won't approach anyone. Well he was kinda loner to begin with, but now he would run away just seeing something/someone going nearer...yea...real sad ain't it?

On with other things...like life, I'm sick...bones hurt and all, and I still feel a bit feverish, so I wasn't able to go to classes. Been writing that project too, man I have a lot of projects...I hope all this goes well though...

wish me luck? Never mind...

say yes?