Watermelon Smiles

We go home tomorrow. I don't know if I'll be able to get an entry in, being we leave at three, and from the air-port, Brenny and I are gonna drop off our stuff at his place (it's the closest) and then meet up with Pete on the strip.

Don't get me wrong, tomorrow will be great, I get to see Pete again and have a day out with my...lovers? Though, it'll be odd, Pete doesn't know that Brendon knows, and he doesn't know about Brendon and I, so, I can't be close to either of them. That'll be hard. But, what doesn't kill me will only make me stronger. And, apparently, my middle name is Risk. So, let's get on with it, right?

Brendon cut his hair today. Or, rather he got it cut....I remember when Spencer decided to cut his own hair...anyways...It's much too short for my liking. Reminds me of a buzz cut, but it feels cool.

I hope Pete still looks the same, he should though, he rarely changes. But, who knows...I mean, he is Pete. I gotta say, I'm surprised he fell for me instead of Patrick, he all but humps him on stage...but, Brenny and I kiss on stage too...so, I use I can't really say anything there.

Oh, I scraped my hand today. Brendon and I were just talking about FOB over all, and we couldn't think of a word to describe Joe's hair. So, I did like a "poof" thing around my head and slammed my hand onto a tree...hard, and when I drew it back, I scraped my hand on the bark. It's nothing serious...but it stings.

Pop, plop,
Bubble Bubble, you cause me so much trouble.
So fragile and innocent
But,
Not for long

....Brendons' calling me....