This weekend was... well, interesting, to say the least...



Okay, that's an understatement of the year. I'm a bad, bad girl. End of story.

Andy's now a "friend". He's still as controlling as ever, but he's now in the "friend" catagory instead of the boyfriend. Cody... Well Cody and I could have something. There's definate chemistry, you know? However, there is the age difference. And he's a dad, I'm in school... Different backgrounds, different views. My mother and I discussed it... Maybe he is the right one for me. I mean, I love him. (But, I THOUGHT I was in love with Andy). But I'm 17 years old still. Time for me to have a little fun. You know? The countdown for the 18th birthday has begun. It's a heck of a lot closer than I thought it was. Amazing.

So, despite that fact that it's against what my heart is telling me, I'm taking the next MONTH to just be a teenager. To party and go on dates (I have one on Friday, with a guy that's basically a sympathy card, and another on Saturday, with a really cute dude.) And ENJOY LIFE!

Maybe I'm wrong... Just tell me your feelings.

Love ya, Belle