Ug, moving sucks. Zooey has some really cute stuff though. The place is going to look like an Ikea catalog.
Thankfully, I didn’t have a whole lot to move. I let Johnny have our bed. Zooey said she had an extra one. Even though we haven’t even spent one night together Zooey’s already annoying me. She’s acting like some sort of saint with her having to tell Taylor that she’d rather have me as a roommate. With, “oh, I’m sure Taylor will be mad at me for a long time, but it’s worth it to have you as a roomie, you know?” And, “it sucks that Taylor will have to unpack everything, you know?” And, “I’m just glad it worked out in the end. I wish I could explain how much you need this to Taylor, you know what i mean?”
Yes, Zooey. I know what you mean. You’re a saint.
And if moving wasn’t bad enough. Johnny just texted me. I quote: “now that ur gone i miss you. i made a mistake. you didnt do anything wrong, i was just being jealous. im not even mad. maybe it didn’t work out living together because we rushed it. i want to start over. i still want to be with you. i love you”
My reply: “i miss you too. i don’t want things to be weird between us. but i need time to think about us.”
And that’s the truth. He hurt me, but i probably deserved it. But I think I’m happier to out of the relationship. I don’t know. It didn’t feel like much of a relationship to begin with. Plus, I like having my own room again.