Curly Whiskers

Yup. Curly whiskers.
The totally intelligent kitty got a little too close to the frying pan when mom was cooking dinner.
Another reason why you don't put your face close to the frying pan, eh?
(If you can't tell, the whiskers on her right side are permed.)

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School is over after tomorrow. Spring Break!
I have some things to do tomorrow for Child Education & Head Start that has to do with Spring Egg Hunt (because we can't have religious references...) and Beanie Baby Hunt.
It's been a pain to plan & prepare for, and of course, they threw this whole thing upon us at the end of last week. And left it to us to make the supply list and do everything.
So irritating.
But I'm skipping most of Spanish for that. But my lunch as well, which is pretty bad. I need my food.

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The Japanese Sister School is coming again, apparently the week after spring break. Students from a Japanese school come to homestay at hosts' houses for a week and "experience America & its school." So they're going to attend the classes of their hosts, and go to the mall, etc. etc.
I was part of the whole committee that did everything 2 years ago when they came, but last year, when we were planning to go over to Japan (I was going with my family anyways, so I wasn't really part of it), the sponsor and I had a glitch (or more like my mom), so I quit Japan Club, and so I'm not helping out this year.
I'm sure it's causing a few problems. lol.

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So I've been counting how many steps I take with my pedometer. And today, I walked 10790 steps. Including my tennis practice, which was like an hour.
10,000 burns 3500 calories, which is equivalent to 1 lb. But the fact that I'm not losing anything comes to show that I'm consuming much more than that, or at least over the max of like 2100 calories, so it's not even balancing out... I've been gaining fat sooo much. And I dont like it.
But of course, it's not like I can stop eating. :(

Yahoo! News reported that the last Harry Potter book is going to be 2 movies instead of 1... Money hoggers. D:
I really want to read that Jodi Picoult book...

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My neighbor was just cussing and yelling at his dog and dragged her away by her collar even though she was screaming in pain. Dragging her, yelling at her as he did. Because she didn't listen to him when he cussed and yelled at her to come, and wanted to play with my dog.
All he had to do was pick her up. She's not that big.

He is the most amiable person ever. He's always so nice, and lets my dog attack him in zeal, lets her lick him and hugs her. But tonight, he scared me.
Like, really scared me.

I don't know which is the true him. We have been thinking, almost jokingly, that he hits or abuses his dogs. You would never think that by looking at him. How he plays with his dogs and kids every day outside. How nice he is.
But we've also taken care of his dogs, and for more than a week at a time, and we know that they are scared of the hand above their heads.

My dog isn't. I don't know what kind of a home she was in before she came to our house, but whatever abuse they did to her, it wasn't physical. She loves people, and have no idea what's going on when someone makes a gesture to slap her, or show her brooms, or things like that.

But his dogs... They flinch and run away. It really scares me.
Which one is the real him?

I'm losing more and more respect for men every day...