Tony and I have a hamster. His name is "Buccaneer"/"Buc"/"Bucolas"/"Buccy"/pretty much anything you can come up with along those lines...
Anyways, we got Buc last semester because we decided that we really needed an animal. It was a pretty great decision if I do say so myself... And I do say so myself.
Getting back to the point of the story- today, our hamster decided that he no longer loves his life, and that he was going to commit the ultimate crime: Hammy Suicide.
Don't worry though, no hamsters were harmed in the making of this blog. Just a really sad story that I felt I should share with you.
Onto more serious things...
Sorry I forgot to post yesterday. I feel pretty bad about it. Haha, who am I kidding? I don't feel bad about anything right now.
I'M A SOPHOMORE IN COLLEGE! A-A-A-A-AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!(:
Life is swell. I finished my last two exams today. Yesterday's went a little better than today's, but, whatever- it's summer now! I'm pretty ecstatic. Tomorrow I'm gonna pack up all my junk at Callaway, since it's my very last day there. Anybody wanna celebrate that thought with me? Let's do it! No more Callaway, no more Callaway, no more Callaway, no more Callaway, la la la la la la la la.(: Ahh, good celebration.
See ya later.
Shelby
