I don’t want to leave tsuki-san and baby owl…

I know you’re probably waiting for some news about baby owl so I will not make you wait any longer. The thing is, I read about owls as pets and turns out that the two words just don’t go together. Owls do not make good pets and don’t want to, they violently oppose domestication and one should never try to keep them as pets. It’s just not right. I also read that no matter how nice you are to owls and no matter how long you keep them they will always want to get away and will never become friendly. They dislike us as babies and when they’re older they dislike us even more. Actually baby owl always hisses at me and spreads her wings and clicks her beak… that’s a fact. Another interesting thing that I read is that if one finds an injured owl (much like baby owl) then it’s suffering from a shock and will not defend itself, which is exactly what happened when I got baby owl. She was very passive and I even had to shove bits of meat down her throat to feed her, at the time I thought I was being Mama Bird and I liked it. The next day she sort of sobered up and started biting the meat bits off the toothpick in a very aggressive manner. I liked that too but by comparison it proved to me that she was traumatized at first.

So that same night after the reading that I did,baby owl again proved the things I read to be correct. She kept banging herself against the bars of the cage (it’s a big cage) until she bled. Her blood spattered all over the place, it was a mess to wake up to in the morning. I decided to let her go,afterall that’s what’s recommended. I put the cage outside with the door open so as to let her fly away when she feels like it. She disappeared for 5 hours but returned by midday. Needless to say, I still feed her and take care of her wound…I really want her to stay but I have to let nature take its course.

Life has been absolutely crazy lately. I am so jammed and I don’t even know where to begin sorting things out! I got a visa yesterday and I will be leaving to the states on Monday…if all goes well. It just happened so fast and I am so stressed out… I’ve been having this terrible headache these past couple of days and it just blocks everything in..I can’t even think straight. I still have an exam to go and I haven’t started studying for it yet, it’s tomorrow. God! tomorrow is such a crammed day!!!

Oh and I liked being called ma’am. It’s so cute. I’m off now.

3 finals gone & 3 still to go. I love the way I feel these days, I’m just numb and it is such an elevating feeling! Today I went with my family to our house in Karak. On our way there I saw strange things. To start with; there was a really shaggy village with mud houses right next to the desert road… it looked so dead and so forgotten. But as I wondered how these people lived there and how it must be like, I saw a white kite flying up in the sky above the mud houses and it made me so happy. I kept staring at the kite until it vanished.

30 minutes later, I was looking at some houses and I suddenly saw a white rabbit going right into the main entrance of one of the villas. At fist glance I thought I was imagining things but I looked real hard and it was a rabbit!!! It somehow reminded me of the rabbit and the magician in Sophie’s World… that part got me thinking.
Then my brothers invented a silly gig to entertain themselves. Everytime we pass a car by one of them would say “Excuse us” and they would start laughing. I still don’t get it… I think it’s the sun and the heat, it messed with their heads.

Then the road ended.
I had a great time. Tsuki-san was there too and he enjoyed it alot. Well then the “men” of the family decided to go hunting while I was napping. They returned with a wounded baby owl. My brother had shot her not knowing it was an owl so they brought her to me. It was only natural for me to want to fix her and keep her, so I took her home with me. We hit the road again: a 1984 Honda crowded with creatures. 4 grownups, 1 baby, 1 kitten,1 baby owl. It was extremely surreal and I couldn’t help but laugh. Who would’ve believed that?

So I got back home and the first thing I did was see what’s wrong with baby owl. When I took a close look to clean the wound I just cried I always cry when I see hurt creatures because I imagine the amount of pain they must be suffering from, having cried and all I cleaned her wound and did the necessary and wrapped it with a bandage etc. I had previously feared the bullet rested inside since there was no exit wound. But to my great delight I discovered there was no bullet inside the wound simply because she wasn’t that badly hurt. Apparently she was flying and spreading her wings when my brother shot her,this explains the wound being located UNDER the wing and the wing not being affected at all. Adding to that, the bullet didn’t actually penetrate her body it just shattered surface flesh and flew on. I thought I saw her bones showing through the wound,but later I found out it was just lightly colored and de-feathered skin. I felt so good.

This made me think… that maybe I do fit in heaven afterall.

back with my sticky fingers… now having vinegar & salt flavoured chips and the fingers actually are sticky due to the constant licking of the tiny chipsy bits that I personally enjoy taunting. I’m also having a fizzy orange drink. mmm… I wonder if I will ever turn into an orange!

so here I am suckin on a juicy orange and trying to type with my sticky fingers, which is totally working.. amazing huh?
I was born August 13th, a licensed summer child. But I don’t like watermelons or butterflies or grasshoppers. Watermelons are so liquidish and watery and sticky to say the least. If I’m thirsty I should drink water, not eat that curious thing. Grasshoppers are ugly and I have reasons to believe they are wicked.

mmm… I wonder if I can survive on oranges alone.

Trying not to get judgmental is no easy business, but seriously now, I think parents are the greatest hypocrites to ever exist among us. Most of them preach virtue but are in fact the biggest sinners; they teach their children honesty while they are the biggest liars themselves, and they pretend to love their children but also find it proper to complain and wish they were never parents. What is that all about? I just can�t justify that, I mean, if you don�t want kids then don�t make any. And more importantly, if you are not fit to have kids then PLEASE don�t make any! Don�t go around having kids and then bitching about it all the time to your friends and family or making them feel you are God for the rest of their lives just because you did a very simple biological thing and created them. It�s just pathetic.

Too teenager-like for you? News flash: it�s not! Just take a look at parents around you, I know some of them really love their kids and all that but how many of them actually realize the responsibility that lies upon them as they raise their kids? How many of them earnestly reflected on the thought that they are creating LIFE, as they were in the process of creating it? How many parents do you know do not act as if they own their kids and whenever their kids gain a sense of independence they feel they�re losing their grip? How many parents do you know, in this country, treat their children equally? How many parents, again in this country, think about their financial and social situation BEFORE making any kids? They simply have kids and more kids only to realize they can�t really afford bringing them up, most of them solemnly believe that this has something to do with religion, I really can�t agree with that. Simple math: if you can�t give them the best, don�t have them. And if you�re not mentally and emotionally ready to receive them and accept them the way they are, then �I guess you know the rest of the sentence by now- don�t have them!

So back to my argument about parental hypocrisy. What I find so strikingly funny is that so many moms teach their kids not to lie (morality 101) but they also teach them NOT to object to their lies in public. I�ll explain, a mom teaches her daughter not to lie because that�s wrong. But this same mom lies in front of her own daughter and teaches her not to object to that and that it�s OK because this is mom lying.
Yet another real-life example of how parents are such hypocrites. They teach their children not to do all sorts of forbidden things while they have a been there done that situation. Which means they themselves have done all the things they tell their kids not to do. Some might argue that is because they don�t want their kids to commit the same mistakes and get in trouble, but hello? I�m so not buying that. Children want to explore things for themselves and this is something parents just don�t get. They will do these things sooner or later and will probably not tell their parents about them due to the constant preaching and, needless to say, the fact that their parents are hypocrites.

This naturally doesn�t mean I am anti-parents. I sometimes like them but most of the time I am indifferent to or repulsed by their actions. Maybe one day I�ll be as much a hypocrite as they are. But well at least I�ll know I�m a hypocrite and I�ll try not to overdo it. *smiles*