The only 0% day ever: February 26, 1990

So a little background is definitely warranted with this post. In about 3rd grade, my sister and I adopted two guinea pigs from our cousins....Curly and Snuggles. Curly belonged to me - and he was my pal. I woke up to him every morning and played with him every night before bed. Curly was not one of those pets that I got and then forgot about. Curly and I had a bond like no other - I gave him all the lettuce and celery a guinea pig could want....Then one night, Curly fell ill. I remember feeding him medicine through an eye dropper because I knew something was wrong. I woke up the next morning hoping Curly would be all better, but he was even worse. I went to school and I remember coming home and my mom telling me Curly had died.

I did not take it well. So even though in a way this post is definitely funny, it goes to show you how attached a child can become to a pet, and yes, even a guinea pig. Of course, as you can see, in my own typical way, I took the drama to new levels....

*I'm very sorry if any of the language offends anyone. I cleaned it up as much as I could!

February 26, 1990
Rating 00%

Today was the worst day of my whole entire life. Curly died. I'm am so upset. I have just one thing to say to God. Why did you have to f-----g, g--- dam, son of a b----h have to make Curly die? He never did a thing wrong.  Is that the way God operates? The people who are good just die? It's like out with the old in with the new.  I hated today. Good Bye!!