My dearest Sitdiarians, how are we on this magnificent day? My day was spent taking a state test, and then counting down the hours to the chorus's hawaiin dance. Which might I say was quite the blast.... A pal of Mike and myself got himself his first girlfriend the other day, and this was their first dance together. Oh la la. But he was being a chy chicken, and wouldn't talk to her while we were there. Better yet, he wouldnt slow dance with her. All my female friends, who are fickle like myself (oh how we are cursed), know that this can be a nagging to the heart. What's better then slow-dancing with your boyfriend? Anywho, they never danced, which kinda bummed out everyting for me and Mike because the entirety of our dacne was spent trying to hook those two up. Apart from that, spending time just with Mike was great. We did have a few problems with Max, and they werent exactly solved, but theres not much I can do. He asked Mike if he could dance with me before the dance, and MIke said, "If she wants to." So of course Max asked me several seconds later and the only excuse I coudl think of was..."Uhh, I dont know." I'm not trying to sound shallow, because I do. Its just I couldn't dance with someone else, especially with the way I feel for Mike. I would do anything for him, I love that child. Max saw us slow-dancing and gave me and Mike an odd look, but oye. I dont know. I know I should be feeling bad, but I dont feel bad at all... Fickle, fickle women. Until tomorrow then, Your Nieghborhood Superman