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I leave the apartment at 11:43 and go back on campus to visit some friends. End up hanging out in my dorm room and setting off the alarm in the laundry room when I opened the door being misinformed that it was still open. Come back to the apartment around 12:45 and J is STILL playing Black Ops 2. He promised me romance, intimacy, and a night together not me sitting behind him watching him suck dick on BO2.
J woke up again, putting a hand on my back and strokes it as he yawns and stretches. “How’s your exam going?” He mumbles as he struggles to open his eyes to look at me.
“Pretty good,” I reply, looking away from YouTube to glance at his sleepy mug. “You?”
He closes his eyes once more and nods before nodding off to sleep again.
I don’t have any tests.
J just popped up out of sleep, looked at me with bloodshot eyes and asked “Aren’t you gonna move?” I turn away form my laptop and smile at him. “Move what?” I asked.
“I dunno, thought you might want to make room for other people’s vehicles.”
With that, he falls back, asleep. “Where shall I move to?” He weakly shakes his head. “You don’t know?” A gently shake again.
I don’t even have a fricken license, never mind a car. Just another Tuesday night.
I had put J2 into my restricted on my Facebook because honestly, I like him but I’m also really annoyed by him CONSTANTLY trying to talk to me. I’m a rather sociable person but not if you are literally telling me how you feel there’s something wrong and that you are crying and that your days are dark and everything is grey when I’ve only stopped talking/replying for THREE DAYS. Holy crap, I always feel like I owe him my attention and time because he decided that I was the one for him. I really don’t owe him shit but out of courtesy and to avoid needless drama and maybe him going all nine yards and buying a ticket over to America to stalk me, I respond every once in a while. He literally just inboxed me telling me that “I can’t see almost any photo on your profile…” why the fuck are you looking at my photos again? Are the ones I posed for you when I was in Italy not enough or something? Goddamn. Well I already appear offline to him and my “seen” feature is disabled thank the Lord but ugh. So out of pure not gonna give two fucks anymore, I removed the restricted thing from him so yay he is normal friend again…. well… not exactly but on a technical sense, yes.
On the other hand, J is sleeping next to me as I finish my Italian homework and he looks so calm and content and today we had a lovely lunch with my friend Alyssa and her boyfriend, Mike. J went all let me take care of this here E1 and tell him everything he needs to know all while Mike sat there dying from getting up at 5AM and going to PE.
I also informed Mike about how Alyssa needs bones to be cut out of her food because she can’t stand bone or crunchy/hard stuff in her ice cream. He looked a bit irked but eh. She’s a doll though so I think he’ll be okay.
Doesn’t help anything that I just sneezed and might have woken J up. Nope, false alarm, he’s asleep again. Bless his soul.
He’s been putting up with me and my time of the month and I’ve been so bitchy and lazy and he’s been just a sweetheart getting things for me as I lay on my bum in bed. We are literally down on our budget for this week and we have about 20$ to spare out of pocket. Ugh. Money problems. I wish I could get a job but I don’t feel competent enough to do that. Bleh.
J2 will not stop texting/IMing/Inboxing me ugh. I feel so awkward when I can’t or don’t want to talk to him but regrettably I’ve let him into every social outlet of my life. ALL WEEKEND I’VE TRIED TO AVOID HIM. If I say I don’t want to talk to him, he just keeps on talking to me and being all depressed ugh what do even