It just seems I can’t take care of fish. The end.
So here’s the deal. For my birthday, I was given a lot of money. I know that I have a lot of other things I should be spending my money on (my car, school, or the homeless for example), but I decided to treat myself to something. You might even say, that this is my rebellion against my parents, or at least the start of it. The original idea was to get a cat. Unfortunately for me, I already have commitment problems with the pets I do have, and (thankfully) I’m not allowed to have anything other than fish in my dorm. Living wildly is fun for a bit, but I feel a bit like I’m going though “the morning after”–not that that I’ve personally experienced that.
So I bought some fish. So far, it’s not going so well. I hope to be inspired later. I’ll let you know.
you know, it happens to everyone..don’t be so hard on yourself