Nevermind...

Nevermind, my weekend was horrible. Shortly after I posted yesterday's post, I decided to visit my ebay account, and to my surprise I had a unpaid item strike against me which expired at 11:59pm that day. Luckily I saw it and was able to respond in time, but today when I went to check the situation of the issue, I was oppressed with an unpaid item strike. Of course I have contacted ebay customer support about this problem since I paid for that item the day I won it which was on September 11, 2010. And the buyer even sent a message and email saying that he recieved my payment and was shipping my item. Damn. People are just so cruel sometimes.

Laziness

I am terribly sorry for the late blog. I've just felt like doing nothing over the past week except catch-up on my missed sleep, but I already know it's not possible to do so. Anyways, since I haven't been out too much, there isn't much to write about. But this Saturday I'll be going to that same Credit Union again, so maybe I'll see another wild boar family. Or I might see something interesting when I go shopping. So look forward to Saturday night, or Sunday for a new post! Thanks for subscribing!

Wild Boars

Over the weekend, my mother and I went to the Credit Union to deposit a check. But when we arrived, to our surprise we found out that the bank wasn't going to up until thirty minutes later. So we decided to go shopping at a nearby shopping mall. (I know. We were going to deposit and save some money.) Anyways, after an hour of shopping, we headed back to the bank. But on our way back, we saw two pigs crossing the street. Pigs! We live in the city, not the country. But yes. There was a mother pig and her piglet. They were adorable, even though they were all grungy looking and my mother was freaking out. I wish we could have taken pictures of them before they hurried into the bushes and trees. Oh well. Anyways, it really makes me wonder how they survive in such little forest. We human kind are vicious beings; we destroy the Earth, which in turn destroys other species. And we will eventually destroy ourselves. (Well, we practically are doing that right now with all of these wars.) Oh, and later on, my mother asked her brother if he knew where the pigs had come from. And he responded, "The piggy bank."