So tomorrow (the 10nth) is my birthday, I'll be 19! So I decided to buy myself a little present, but maybe I should have thought this out a bit more...
I got a baby ball python named Marishka. I love her so much! I have always wanted a snake, they are so beautiful. But my mom hates snakes with a fiery passion and would never let me get one. (She says it's a biblical fear, what does that even mean? She's not even religious!) So I'm hiding her in my room. But... she it going to get bigger.... I hope it doesn't happen soon. I love her and would be heart broken if I have to loose her, that and my mom might kick me out of the house. I feel like I should be more concerned about that? I'm starting to think that I am loosing my sense of reality and logic. I keep doing stupid things and not caring about the outcome.
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