So tired... must... keep... typinggggg

I'm really quite tired, and not in a very "updating" mood, but Corey and I have a deal going on where we have to update every night, and he already did his share, so I have to too.

The Boy asked me out today. But I don't know if he was joking or serious, and I blushed like a baffoon and ruined it by quickly distracting him with a different subject. But he is supposedly going to "prove" something to me tomorrow, so we will see how that goes.

Evan sent me a text today threatening me over something I said in my journal weeks ago. Issues, much? "If you jeopardize her I will make you pay." Oh wow. Trembling in my shoes. What is he going to do? Stab me? And what will that get him? Prison. For assaulting a minor.... over being honest. Wow.

But in all seriousness, I seriously don't care anymore. I have better things to worry about. However, Ethan did find out about it, and called and told my mom what he said. So now she's on my ass about going to the courthouse tomorrow to file warrants and shit, and saying he's not getting the Xbox because "it was a gift, and whether he's paying for it still or not, he gave it to you. Once it's been in our house for a certain amount of time, that shows the court that he willingly let you have it. So they wont take it back. Because this happened with us last year, remember?"

Yes mother, I remember that battle. And yes mother, I remember what happened. Although it doesn't seem fair, it's true. If you give someone something as a gift, and then you break it off with them and decide to take it back, you can't. UNLESS it's an engagement ring. The sad part about this is that, I don't want to cause a big fight between Evan and I. He doesn't deserve this shit. But now my mom is saying that if I don't fight this... if I just hand it over to him, I can leave the house. So... now what am I supposed to do? Evan is going to be so pissed at me, over something that isn't my fault.

But it's not like I have anywhere to go now. He was my only solace, and he fucked that over.

I don't know.

I don't want to think about it. The Band concert was AMAZING, Trevor plays amazing trumpet, and I want to squeeze him. Hard. And fast.

Chorus concert is tomorrow. Last of my life. Depressing.