Okay, I couldn't think of a good title for this journal so journal it is. I may not be able to update this everyday but I will try. I'm gonna do what another member on here did, which is the stress lever meter. The lower the numbers, the more stressed I am. BTW, you can post here if you want.
Stress level: 5
Sometimes I don't get life. Why are you guys the closest thing I have to family and not my parents? Ever since we moved to NY there has not been a day when my mom has not yelled at me. I'm not kidding. My parents act like know-it-alls and are always like "no you can't get another fish. you already have one" or "the 10 gallon really does not need to have a water change every week." I roll my eyes at them and they(mostly my mom) call me cold-hearted. For an entire 2 years in NY I've had no friends. Trust me, I would have perished from the Earth a while ago if it weren't for Aqua, my first betta. The academic level is wayyyyyyy higher here than in FL, which is where I moved here from. Lucky for me, i was a person that could adjust easily and I got really good grades on my NYS test, all 4's, which is the best you could get, on the very first day of school. We are in a tight financial situation but my mom sends me to super expensive piano lessons (which i HATE) and won't take me to anything I'm interested in.
End of rant.
"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened." -Anatole France