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I've been going uber crazy over knitting lately.
It had been months since I taught myself the English style knit stitch and made my first scarf, when I just felt like doing it again. Now I'm wondering why I stopped to begin with. Whether it was frustration or something else, I've improved a lot, and that makes me immensely happy! I learned continental knitting, made a headband, a purse, and a kerchief, and now I'm working on another purse. :3
Well, will be working on another purse. Until I can get a hold of the proper needles and the right yarn (all of which I have picked out already - it's just money that is the issue), I will be attempting another headband.

Speaking of money.. I'm getting kind of worried. Fanime is in May, and I am broke. Of my $600 FAFSA check, Adam borrowed $300, $100 went to registration, and the other $200 went to a combo of toiletries, hermit crab supplies (which I thought I urgently needed because I thought the big move was happening sooner than it actually is...), and school. I really need to stop letting that boy borrow money. He got a temporary job at kmart with my step dad again. It's a bit more complicated now, though, because it's about a 40 minute drive instead of 10. Oh, and his car is not registered so he can't drive it. On top of money, I am having a hard time finding costumes. Mary's dress is sooo simple. Why would I not be able to find it?! Such a mess... :/

Speaking of messes... Nala was euthanized last night. I am not certain what was wrong with her. I did not go. I thought she would be coming back. :/ She was rapidly loosing weight, and the vet said it was her thyroid gland. Thus, we got a special food for her. She would not eat it, though. Then we took her back, but this time it was a different vet they saw. My parents say that she said that she did not think it was her thyroid, and that it was instead something more serious. Something that could not be fixed. So they put her down.
I feel silly for thinking that my parents are lying to me. I'm 21 years old. I'm sure they are aware by now that I can handle the truth. Yet still... :/ There just did not seem to be much filling to their story. I feel awful for thinking this, but I feel as if the only problem was money.
But I need to stop thinking like that. She was 16. She was old. It happens... But it still hurts. :/