I can't believe summer is almost over, just over two weeks and we would be going back to school. OK, Fine I'll be a senior this year which is great, really great, but the summer just went so fast. Not to mention it was so uneventful for me. After the party at the moon tower I thought it was going to rock, how wrong was I. I finally kissed Randall "Pink" Floyd that night. I have been so in love with him since I first discovered boys, but we have never seem to make it past friends, and not friends that call each other and hang out, just friends. Shavonne thinks I need to move on, but like she should talk, I so don't get her relationship with Donny, there on there off, hello thats messed. Maybe she has a point about me movin' on, but it's not like I haven't tried. God, there was that awful night that I lost my virginity to Clint.

Me and Pink don't even talk anymore, not one word since that night, but there's been eye contact. Just the other night I was playing pool with Sabrina and he was at the adjacent table, I looked up as I was lining up my shot, he did the same at that moment. Our eyes locked, they held each other for just a moment, but then it was done. Looks like that had been happening all summer between us. Everytime I see him he's with Simone, he's slutty girlfirend. Everything about her annoys me, and always has since I met her in my freshman year. Part of my brain is kicking my own ass for stopping him in the bushes at the Moon Tower. I panicked when he cupped my right breast. I stopped him. I didn't want to be that girl in the bushes, not with him. There is no way to go back and fixed the past.

At least my brother is having a good summer. I gotta say it's strange havin' my little brother dating Julie. She's cool, and Mitch, well Mitch is Mitch. Hard to wrap my brain around that. At least O'Bannion has decided to leave him alone. I don't know if it was Julie or Mitch's idea, but he talked me into letting him have a party on Saturday night, while our mom's at our Aunt's in Houston. Usually Mitch gets dragged along, but somehow this year he convinced her to let him stay home with me. At least I know he can take care of himself. So yeah, we're having a party on Saturday. I told the kid that Kegs are in the back yard, I'm not spending the week cleaning beer stains off the carpets before Mom returns. I also told Mitch any damages he has to fix, not me! I've been to tons of house party's this summer, and no real damage had been done, so it should be cool.