I have been bitten..

That's right..
I, Arielle, have fallen under the girlie spell known as Twilight.

To my surprise, I have grown greatly attached to the story line.
At first, I was one of about two people of all my friends at school whom refused to read or even watch the nonsense. Until my mother forced me to watch the movie with her, haha.
Since it was better than I thought it would be, I decided to give the read a try as well. Even though I pretty much hate reading with a passion. Books, that is.


Once I finished the first book, *Twilight, I made up my mind that I should probably continue. The read was easy, and it held my attention. Having seen the movie before reading, it was easier to maintain an understanding of the characters, and their personalities.

Next up was the 2nd book titled, *New Moon. This book so far is probably my favorite since it was full of romance, and love triangles. Super dramatic, and kept me smiling, waiting to turn the page and hear what perfect romance was goin' down next, haha.

*Eclipse however, not my favorite. Probably my least favorite. still good though! There was just too much backtracking and putting puzzle pieces together. Of course it was needed, but I was too caught up with the present, that I didn't care as much to read about myths. But it had a really intense fight, and it will make for a great movie.

NOW! I am still reading the final book, *Breaking Dawn. Let me just say, this has been about everyone's favorite book, and I could easily see why! This movie will be epic to watch..although it might be rated R..maybe even higher.. haha. But it was not at all what I was expecting! I am a little bummed so far..but I have hardly 200 pages to go! I am very excited to read what will happen with all of the crazy-ness going on!


I strongly suggest you read this =]

Changeling.

It has been 10 long nights since my baby, my kitty, my Mr. Buttercups has been away from home.
Each night is getting harder without him meowing to lay under the covers with me, then meowing to get out, and back in, and his normal routine.
I never realized how hard it is to lose a cat.
"My cat ran away". I never would have thought this would be as hard as it is.

It's frustrating getting phone calls from strangers admitting they have witnessed my cat wandering, and have neglected calling [me] the owner, until the next day when he is no longer in that area anymore.

Is it really that hard to make the call when you SEE him?

the other day I was walking down the street and noticed a ruckus at the pet store across my street. I went over to see what the commotion was all about. They were holding an open adoption for cats and kittens in need of a good home. They had a tent set up where people could enter and play with the kittens in hopes of them being selected to take home. The only kittens up for adoption happened to be all male..and all black.
a familiar recognition.

As I sat there looking at the kittens climb up the netting of the tent, and attempt to meow with their squeaky vocals, I forced myself to hold one. Not one minute went by, and I set the kitty down and evacuated the tent.

It was far too hard for me to even contemplate another cat taking the place of my "baby".
I cried...hard, might I add, on the walk home.
I don't want another cat.
I just want MY cat.

I feel like A. Jolie in that movie Changeling, where she yells dramatically, "I want MY son back!!"

In a sense..that is how I feel.


Please, if anyone notices a black cat..just call me.
weather it's him or not, your call of concern is highly appreciated.

Thank you.

I'm still praying for you, Buttercups.
Until you come home..

MISSING =[