Take this sinking boat and point it home.

I think it would be fun to be a zookeeper or a lightning chaser when I got old enough. I've always wanted to be a teacher too. I think that's the most practical profession for me. Maybe I'll just take my kids to the zoo yearly on a feild trip, and make them do science experiments on lightning.
I just got thinking about my future and getting out of this damn house. There was a storm today and I liked how pretty the lightning looked. And we just got my puppy back from the kennel, so I got to thinking about how much I love animals. I want my future to start. I hate school, I hate this island. I want to get out. I'm so antsy.
My mom knows something that I don't know. She keeps making comments. She comes and finds me around the house to tell me something pointless; just little attacks I don't care about. I wish I knew what it was about, but I don't. She says "Obviously you don't care about your schooling..." and I want to say back "Well, if you're okay with that, I'm okay with that". Because I am. I'd probably be better off without her freaking out on me all the time. It stresses me out.

Last time I wrote I was leaving on a trip. I got back yesterday and it honestly, not even eggagerating was the worst vacation of my life. THE WORST. I don't even feel like going into detail but I hated every second of it. Nothing was right and nothing made me smile or happy. I just wanted to go home. But I'm home now and I'm very happy.

I have my first day of work at PacSun in the mall on Friday. I hope it doesn't suck.

I'm going to sleeeeeeep.
Night!