April 17th is the date of the next Crimson Nights. I haven't been to even one yet so I think I need to go to this one.
It's hard to believe it's already Wednesday. I have court again on Monday to find out if I'll be in Provo or transferred to Salt Lake. I really hope I get transferred. I can't be coming up to Provo every Monday for only an hour. It would be really difficult. And I don't want to have to move to Provo either. I know that isn't even going to be an option though, which I'm thankful for.
I think Chase is pissed off at me for what I asked him about and said to Kristina. It really wasn't any of my business but I meddled anyways. I see now why Chase doesn't trust me. Then again, I don't trust him fully either.
It's so hard to trust anyone now. I don't even trust my best friends (not that I have any) and that right there is pretty sad because it's not like they're murderers and pedophiles and sick bastards. I really don't know what is wrong with me. It was 3 years ago (ok, that doesn't seem like a long time) and I think I need to get over it.