went to lunch with friends, including j. j noticed that i didn't sit next to him. actually david volunteered to sit next to j. good boy, he knows what's up.
then later on we all met back up @ m&l's to watch a movie. j arrived last. so on the couch it was david on my right and J on my left. okay, whatever. i managed to at least not get pushed into the corner with j all up on one side.
but man, j was just creeping closer and i had to try to slyly scoot to my right, closer to david. i didn't want to be lame or obvious. but finally i had to whisper to david in his ear "he keeps getting closer to me."
i told j before - "do you see how often i hug david or kyle? or how close i stand to them? that is the distance we need." but nope nope nope. no. he just refuses to accept my space bubble.
oh yeah. and at one point libby tells me there's a blanket if i'm cold. so david hands it to me, and he was joking like he wouldn't give it to me. so i'm like fine fine, are you cold? it's big enough for us both. j grabs the other side to the blanket and starts to put it on. obvious jealousy much? (j is never cold, so it's not like he needed a blanket. before this - libby asked if there was a draft, and i said yes there was. the guys were all really? no there isn't.) and there's nothing between david and i. we're not very alike.
yeah that happened before i had to tell david why my thigh was not only juxtaposed to his but touching it. ugh. i've never sat that close to david before.
it was a personal space bubble catastrophe. i felt like an audrey sandwich.
and i didn't want to admit it because i didn't want to sound "sensitive". but i felt like j was leaning and scooting closer on purpose.
finally at one point, i was sitting leaning forward, which my back doesn't like. and my arm started hurting. and i said "itteyo" and immediately j touches my shoulder. i shot him a look. and said "i'm fine. it hurts. that's all. don't touch me."
and he actually scooted away a little, and wasn't so leaning toward me from that point on. but this was 3/4 thru the movie.
and now
i feel bad because -- i think to myself -- it will be nice that he's gone. he's leaving in 2 days. and then i think i'm a horrible person for thinking this.
but i can't help it. he doesn't take no for an answer. he never did.
that's just one more reason i broke up with him.
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he starts off with my name, then "can i have a word?" and all i said was "?"
"no. nevermind. good night and sweet dreams." me - "night"
yeah. if what happened tonight was enough to bother him - then he can't be insensible to the fact that he was getting too close to me.