fighting

So he offered to help me move and ensured me that all of him/our friends would help as well.

I told him the truth, my stepdad was coming. He said that was good, and then he asked me why it would be bad. I told him that I thought he might’ve wanted to see me or something.

I’ve been going over every Thursday to watch Survivor and Lost with him. I usually make dinner and such. We’re still friends, kind of. He hates it when I ask him if he wants me to come over. I figured out why when he told me via email that there’s a difference between “Can I come over?” and “Do you want me to come over?” I don’t really care if I can come over. Of course I can. I don’t know if he wants me to come over, that’s why I ask. I think he’s afraid to say ‘no’.

Thus far, I have ignored his email, because I don’t know how to respond. Should I give in and just take the bait. Or whatever it is. Just call him and ask, “CAN I come over???” Or should I just tell him I never want to see him again and tell him to find a permanent sub for bowling for me. I am going to try to do whatever is the most honest. But I can’t until I can be sure that I am invited over. I thought it might be good to just tell him that I’m not ever coming over unless he invites me. But I thought we were closer than that.

Aside from what all of the troubles in my life are in one human being…I’m still moving. And looking forward to getting away. One of my friends ditched me on Sunday and I’m pretty pissed off. She did text me Saturday, but I can’t receive them at the moment. So I don’t know if my anger is justified. Right now, I’m more angry that she never offered to pay me back for the tickets. I’ve been emailing people back home again, including clingy BF#1. I’m looking forward to change.

I think my disgusting roommate is watching that one kid’s baseball movie where the fat kid chants, “pitcher’s got a big butt…”

My taxes are almost complete. Always a challenge for me.

My Stepdad’s birthday is the weekend that i’m moving. I think I am going to send him and my brother to Fogo De Chao for dinner. It might be expensive, but I’ve got the dough. It might be weird that I’m not going to his gift, but I’m not a fan of that place. It’s good, but too expensive for me, totally not worth it for me. Then I have to think of something for Alex and Nicholas too. Something they’re interested in these days like killing cats or whatever.