Why is it that every time I see a deer something bad always happens to me.  Everyone believes that deers are good luck and that they are supposed to symbolize grace and gentleness are wrong.  The first time I had a “scare” I saw a deer, my second “scare” there was another deer, ever time I was in an car accident, all the problems that I had at Cleveland State and even before I went into the hospital (both times) THERE WAS A DEER.  This last week I saw a whole family of dear and I know that something bad was going to happen.  AND I WAS RIGHT.  I made a decision to talk to one of my girls about some dangerous behavior that she has been demonstrating.  I have always had a good relationship in the past and I wanted to talk to her.  I would not have been a good friend if I didn’t talk to her.  Lets remember that I care about all my friends like they are my family.  Well someone is making mountains out of molehills and I’m getting sick of it.  If someone has a problem with me grow some balls and tell me.  I’m not going to bite and I will not cut you.  Why does with always happen to me, I hate dear.

If you really hate deer check out this photo essay. If you’re squeamish stay away. http://rvewong.wordpress.com/2008/04/30/sofobomo-done/

It’s about creatures in the forest removing the deer.