It's weird. I got so caught up in emotions over other people. As much as those emotions will never die, I'm glad I am mature enough to get past them and look towards the future. This thing with Max really fucked me up. But I'm not upset about it. I was fucking screwed for a few weeks. But I actually think I like Scott, and he seems to like me, and it was so fucking easy to figure that out. I don't feel like I need to make Scott feel guilty so he'll like me. I didn't try and make Max feel guilty, but I think he did anyway, and I REALLY never want to hurt him. I like him too much to hurt him on purpose. I think he's still ignoring me sort of. I should go to his show on Sunday, but I'm scared to. Chris will be there, and I REALLY have no interest in seeing him. He's not worth the emotional trauma it could cause. He's really really really not worth it. He's such a fucking middle school kid. For someone as old as he is, he sure treats everyone like he's still going through puberty and can't handle responsibility or decency or emotions. So fuck it. I hope Max still wants to be my friend. It's so cheesy to say. But sometimes it seems like he really does, and other times it's totally the opposite. I can't tell.

I'm happy about Scott. I think I like him. I think he likes me. I think we were obnoxious making out in Kelsi's house.