I'm real pissed off right now. I was talking to Arie, the girl who I was going out with not long ago. I saw cuts on her arms and asked her about it because I knew she was dying to talk about it (since she had them exposed, not covered up with special care). She said she'd gotten into trouble last night because she had boys over while my aunt (her dad's gf) was gone, and they were drinking. She said that my cousin got grounded for a week because my aunt found out that she is "kicking it" with one of Arie's recent exploits. I was dumbfounded upon hearing this. Ryan, the guy who is seeing my cousin, is fifteen, and my cousin in twelve! Fucking twelve! She's just a baby, that's fucking sick that he could even think of her in any kind of sexual way. Rage coursed through my veins and I frantically searched through the lunchroom for this bastard. I finally found him in the gym playing basketball. My friend and I waltzed up to him, Arie watching us the whole time. I yell out, "So I hear you've got a thing for 12 yr. old girls like my cousin" He played dumb, pretending not to know who I was talking about, and then when I explained who she was, he was like, "Oh we're just friends, I'm not fucking her" I was like "Well you better be just friends because if I hear you have even touched her I'm going to personally kick your ass! She's twelve man, don't be a pervert!" I'm still really pissed off and I think I'm going to have a personal talk with my cousin and warn her that he only wants one thing. She's so young and naive she probably doesn't see past the whole "he's so cute and nice to me, ahhh" part of getting with a guy that's older than you. She's way too young for all this. He could have waited until she's like 14 at least. Even that's too young, but I have to admit it's when I started getting seriously involved with guys. I didn't even really think about it all that much at 12, and certainly not with older guys. Aahh, I just want to scream.

But enough of that, I just needed to get it out. Lets see, last night I was supposed to stay home because I came home late. My mom went bowling with my aunt, and I banked everything on the possibility that my step dad hadn't been told anything about my punishment. I was right, and when I asked him if I could go out, he said that was fine. I went in with somebody on a bag of rock and we shared it. It was all good fun until my mom called, all pissed off that I had went behind her back and asked my stepdad to leave. So now I'm stuck at home after work today, which is okay by me because I have homework I need to do anyway. At least I still have the weekend.

I have a sort-of date tomorrow with a girl I work with. She had hinted around to my gay guy friend that she was interested in me, and of course he relayed that to me right away. I asked for her number and we made tentative plans for tomorrow after she's off work. I don't know what we're going to do, because she's kind of a goody-goody and won't want to party (and if she did I wouldn't want to be the one to bring her into that scene, I've devirginized too many people in that regard as it is). Maybe we'll go see a movie or something, make out in the back row.

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