(December 27th, 2024) I did stuff today, not much, but still something. During these past few days we've been getting the dogs acclimated to the cat. I'm not a dog person, the way they act around my cat worries me, my mom doesn't seems worried given the circumstances. They don't respect the cat's boundaries and when they eventually get batted at they try to attack my cat. All it takes is for one grapple around the neck and one puncture. My mom doesn't take this seriously, brings the dogs close to the cat. If these dogs kill my cat I will take them a town over and bring them to a shelter. Though on the unlikely positive, they'll become friends, sleep together and I won't have to worry about that. Maybe I'm just worried. We went to Sacramento today to eat at a Vietnamese place. It was pretty good, got some curry and a thai tea. Everything blended nicely together into one giant pond of flavor. Before that we went to EcoThrift. My mom had heard good things walking in, it was a giant box filled with clothes, almost went in the wrong way and got stopped by the guard, I wasn't paying attention. The place had a wide variety of clothes, though they were a bit pricey for how it was advertised. Saw that they had a technology section and went to go check it out. Old CD players and monitors. Found a goodie over at the glassed off section. A working condition Xbox 360 for 50 bucks. I wouldn't have bought it but it was nice to see one in the wild. I didn't stay in the store for long, asked my mom for her car keys and watched Dragon Ball Z in the car. The area we were in wasn't too interesting, the sky was cloudy and gave everything a greyish look to it. I love it when the weather gets like this, especially when it rains. We had a bit of time before the reservation at the vietnamese place, we went to go and see one of my mom's friends. She works at a large discount store chain, the color palate for the interior gives off that Breaking Bad Mexico hue to the entire surroundings. We couldn't talk to her, she had a call to take after and by the time she had hung up we had a reservation to get to. With a distant goodbye we headed towards the cloudy outside. A question was asked today while we were eating that stuck with me. "Where do I see myself by the end of 2025." I had many thoughts of where I'd be by that time but none of them I could really bare to say. I responded with I don't know, this prompted my mom to respond with how dismissive I am and that she just wanted to have a conversation with me. I told her that this wasn't a good topic but that I didn't have a backup topic in mind. She asked me why it was such a sensitive topic, why I was so reluctant to tell her. I told her I don't know again. I don't know is a phrase I use all too often when I clam up, I wish I didn't but I also wish that people would stop prying when I tell them that this topic isn't good. I guess that now I'm at a keyboard, away from my family I should try to answer this question for myself, maybe it'll get easier to say it if I plot out the scene. By the end of 2025 I hope to socially transition, maybe even start on estrogen if I'm lucky. I will be in better shape by then just given my gym regiment. I'll be a junior by that point. By that time I hope to have my father's side of the family completely out of my life, I hope to move on from the problems that have haunted me for almost three years now. I will maintain a good GPA throughout all of my classes so there's no need to worry about that, My GPA will stay at a consistent 3.2 in my college classes. By then, the barrier point of October will be a long distant past within my mind, hopefully I keep up with the logs, or at the very least move to other techniques of storing logs. I hope everyone can make it through 2025 in one piece, this year will be rough for a lot of people. If I feel that I cannot say that to my mom, then the first step towards achieving those goals will never come to fruition. I feel that I should open up a bit about why I dislike dogs so much. The two family pets that we had, Pongo and Sonic were extremely violent due to trauma and the fact that my dad refused to get them clipped. Back in September they almost killed each other, still, my dad didn't get them clipped. When I was small, we got a litter of baby cats. Having a screen door the dogs could smell the cat and thus, could get acclimated to them. Supervised, we'd let the dogs around the cats, they coexisted. Overtime, the screen door slowly got ripped and we paid less and less attention to the door. One day we're coming home and I see a little black thing on the grass. Thinking it was one of my rain boots I went up to it to inspect it. What I saw before me was one of the little kittens with two puncture marks across the neck. In the end I cannot blame the dogs, they were raised in a horrible environment and grew up to be mean. One of the clearest memories from when I was six involved my dad attaching a tricycle to the eldest dog's collar. The dog ran until his legs gave out, the entire time my dad laughing like a maniac. He used to tell that story at the dinner table like it was the funniest shit on the planet. I got very close to murdering him during 2021. He is evil to the core, let his upbringing break him and as such he took it out on the ones closest to him. He has ruined countless lives and will ruin countless more given his position of wealth, never made me sign an NDA on half the stuff he bragged about doing to save insurance money in the case of injury with his workers so if he ever contacts me again I'll use it as blackmail. He has one big client who wouldn't benefit from being associated with a piece of trash like him. I'll stop spiraling now, it won't do me any good to go down that train of thought this late into the night. I've been writing for about an hour now. I'm surprised at how much I've been writing for these logs, even if it goes past the intended purpose of inquiring on how my day went. These are theraputic, even if I go a bit overboard. I hope whoever reads this has a goodnight, it is around 00:13 by the end of this log. Have a goodnight -May