I have not written here in a while and I really should have been because of all of the stress these past few months.
Well, I'll start with what happened today.
Today, my Marine Science class went out to Cedar Key to dredge up some organisms for our tanks.
It was really cool!
We got a puffer fish!
It's been a while since I've been to Cedar Key.
I'm gonna ask my dad this weekend if we can go spend a day there.
Anyway, for a while I've been stressing over what I want to do in the future.
I know it's normal for a person my age to not know what they want to do yet, but I can't help but wonder if I'm really good for any profession.
Let's face it, I have no real talents.
However, I have been thinking about the future and I have an idea of what I want to study.
After some research (not actually that much), I'm thinking that I want to study psychology in college.
I'm actually pretty interested in the subject.
Of course, a big problem I would have to work on would be my social skills.
That is a huge weakness of mine, but I think if I really want to do this, I can break through that wall of social awkwardness or whatever it is that makes me so awful at conversing with strangers.
Even if I found that I didn't want to study psychology, I still want to become better at speaking with other people.
It's something that I really want to work on.
In other news, I'm now eighteen!
Yep, my birthday was actually a few weeks ago, but still.
I don't really feel any different, but I guess it's cool to be a legal adult.
This past weekend, my dad thought it was finally time to get another dog.
Since Lucky died last summer, it's been kinda lonely.
Well, the cats are still there and I love them to death, but they don't give you the same amount of security that a dog does.
Plus, dogs are generally more likely to be more friendly than cats.
Our cats anyway.
Anyway, we went to PetSmart to look at the dogs there.
All the dogs there looked so nice, but there was one that caught my eye.
She was a small, three-month old dog that was a mix between a lab and a pitt.
I was immediately attached.
My dad was interested in her, too, but he took a while to make up his mind.
In the end, we adopted her and my dad did not regret his decision at all.
Her name is Janell and she is so sweet!
When we put her in the car to go home, she sat in my lap as soon as I sat down and went to sleep for the entire car ride.
I hate how I have to wait until the weekend to see her.
Well actually, I don't have to, but mom's house is more convenient to get to school.
I suppose that the only thing left to talk about would be Christmas.
Christmas was a lot different than normal, but it was still a great day with my family.
It was the first Christmas at my mom's house, so it was kind of confusing as to what we were going to do.
Anyway, I woke up at four a.m. because I couldn't get back to sleep and spent the morning anxiously awaiting the arrival of everyone else.
I made breakfast for myself and my mom at around 7 or 8.
Sean and Celeste arrived at around 9, but my dad and his brother didn't arrive until around 11.
My god, the wait was horrible!
But it was all worth it!
So, I gave Sean a Mario chess set and I gave Celeste a yoshi hat(she loooooves yoshi) and I gave them both drawings that I had made for them.
I gave my mom slippers, pajamas, a ceramic bear dish I made, and I think I got her something else, but I can't remember.
I gave my dad a back scratcher, a hair trimmer, a painting I made, an hour galss, and a book about the planet Pluto.
I got a lot of good stuff: an Xbox 360(holy crap!!), some 360 games(), Pokemon Rumble Blast, Mario Kart 7, clothes, a Shut-The -Box game, a huge drawing board, a desk and a chair for my room at mom's house.
It was a great Christmas.
I really needed a desk for that room, too.
Anyway, I suppose that's about it on all the important stuff that I can remember.
This has been a long entry, huh?
It's a shame no one will ever read these, but I really only use this journal to get things off my chess and also so I can look back on these kinds of events.
I have horrible memory, so it's granted that I won't remember any of this in a year.
And this is why I write these things down.