Slow, slow, painfully slow. That's how life is at the moment.

School's starting soon and I can't help but feel apprehensive.

I've only sent out 2 SMSes today. I feel somewhat liberated yet out-of-touch without a proper phone.

I'm getting a new phone sometime this week. Most probably my old 5800. Wouldn't want Ragini's one to feel too lonely.

I miss my animals.

I got assigned to shelter duty this Sunday for Paws n Purrs. Awesomeness.

I love SPCA. I feel awesome when I'm there. I don't have to dress-up or be mindful of how I appear. I usually wear capris and a shirt with my overused pair of Crocs. My hair will be all frizzy and tied up in a bun. I know I look like crap but hell, it feels good. It feels good because noone cares. The animals sure as hell don't. This allows me to truly be myself there. I don't have to pretend to like something I don't. I don't have to do something I don't want to do. I don't feel inferior or superior. Everyone is treated equally. Everyone is friendly with one another. Of course there are a select few idiots who are well, idiots. I've met people that I know will see through me for as long as I live. Printing that volunteer form was probably the best thing I've done in my entire life. The reason why I became a volunteer is simply because I had time to kill. 8 months to be precise after my A levels. Let's face it, it's somewhat a selfish reason. When people ask me that and I answer them, they go 'Pfft, is that all?' or 'Oh, no wonder.' Noone has ever asked me why I still am a volunteer though. If anyone had bothered asking me that, I would tell them that it's because the animals have made a bigger impact on my life than any humans; They have changed me for the better; They have cheered me up when I was down; They keep me rooted to the ground; They teach me responsibility, compassion and humility; And for that, I owe them everything I got.

xx Revethi