Well, I have been diagnosed with a severe case of senioritis. For those of you who don't know, it's the condition when it's getting so close to graduation that seniors don't want to bother with school or any responsibilities anymore, so they just slack off MAJORLY. Oh, I have it bad. I don't want to do my homework, work on scholarships, I'm even too lazy to write journals. I've finally got myself to do it, as you can see.

There's this girl that I started talking to again. Let's call her...hm...."Sally".She's the one that used to like me, and I never liked back. Now I like her, and I think she may still like me. We talked today. But, I don't know if I really want to date her. The friends with benefits deal that happened the other (which involves a kiss and a light hickey) was nice, but I don't think I'm ready for a committed relationship. At least, not with her. She likes to call A LOT, and we're not even dating. There's another girl that I have a chance to date. She's from another state, but she's closer to my age that I won't feel awkward or guilty about kissing or getting involved with. I haven't met her, but I heard she's on the prowl for a girlfriend. I think I want to at least take her to prom, if things work out well.

Speaking of prom, I sure as damn wish there was a gay prom here. Ooh, I'm seriously considering taking a girl to prom. My first problem is finding a girl that will be cute, willing, and bold enough to come with me (808Chik, you'd so be my date if you were here). I'm hoping to meet and convince the girl from out of state to go with me, but it all depends on Sally. She's my link to the out-of-state girl, so it depends if she gets jealous and stuff. Sally already said she won't go with me though because she wishes to remain in the closet. I have until April to figure things out, but time flies by fast. Does anyone know if the school can deny me access into the dance if I decide to wear a tux and bring a girl as my date?

Anyway, my parents will be out of town this week, so we're having a babysitter! COME ON! A 17 and 16 year old need a babysitter?! Worse part is it's my sister-in-law and her mom. I hate it when she's here because she's always telling me to do things. Ugh, I hate being watched over. I guess they really think me and my brother will throw a party. Psh, whatever.

PARTY! Nah, not really. I ordered pizza. Pineapple. Yum.