Mood: Normal.
Listening to: The fishtank gang.
Today has been packed full of pointless drama. None of it over anything huge...Just normal teenage stuff. Let's see...Skye came back to school! She had stomache problems the other night...Poor thing...But she and I almost got into it. I went with Audrey to her locker before break...And Audrey is the slowest person ever so I was late meeting Skye and she freaked. Usually that wouldn't ever be enough to even get a second thought...But Audrey likes me and flirts with me in front of Skye who is uber paranoid about me liking other girls. Then let's see....I have a huge hickey on my chest that this guy, Kevin, was staring at all period...Which freaked me out. I don't like people staring at my chest, I know I know...If I don't like people looking then why let it be shown. Preppy chick bothered me in Biology...Then lunchtime came. Oh, how fun that was. I went to GSA with Skye, as I always do on Tuesdays...And we talked about our coming out. After GSA, my buddy Jenna and I got to talking...And it turns out she used to have a crush on me. I used to have a thing for her too...So I was just saying how she should have asked me to dance or something at Homecoming or one of the random middle school dances. Then Skye got angry about it...And I tried to explain it was in the past...But she, once again, freaked and thought I still like Jenna. I don't anymore...It was just one of those 'might have been' things. We reconciled though...Thank God. English we had a big vocab test that I'm certain I failed, then I went home. After school, I got my hair cut for homecoming...My mother hates it because it's so short. I liked it...But, now I don't. Now my hair is dark red instead of the faded orange it was because I died it. Finally I got online and it turns out my bestest friend in the world, Ash, her boyfriend broke up with her and she's been needing me for over 15 hours. We live across country from eachother...So we can't communicate unless through phone(but I haven't been home) or internet. Finally I talk to her and she is in such a distressed state...I feel so bad for her and I wish that I could just make it all better for her now. I can't of course...I can only offer my hopeful optimism and pray that it may help her in some miniscule way. I actually feel like a normal teen for once...I'm not sure I like it...
