Give it Up, Already August 11, 2002 - 11:42 p.m.

Why’d she have to get an apartment on the second floor? I’m going to be hurting tomorrow.

The monster sized U-Haul was 2 hours late. Her mom’s fault. Or her mom’s new loser boyfriend... we’re not entirely sure. We spent hours going through junk and throwing things into bags (not boxes) and moving furniture into the yard. There was threat of heavy rain all day, but we managed to escape it even though it was apparently storming everywhere around us. We got some sprinkles, but nothing of any significance. I was put in charge of organizing all the kitchen stuff. Luckily, they didn’t have much. Either they threw it away or they never had it to begin with. So my job wasn’t completely horrible.

I was sooo tired, and dying to go home once we ate. Yet again, my ex drove me. I don’t think I’ll be able to hang out there too often, with him living there... especially if he’s the one that’s going to take me home all the time. I want to be comfortable with the situation, but that’s kind of difficult when she mentions the possibility of him still being ‘hung up’ on me. I’m finally over him and completely, wonderfully happy with my current boyfriend. So basically, I don’t want him to get any wild ideas in his head, like he’s the reason I’m hanging out there or something. I guess I’m just paranoid that he’s going to try something or say ‘I’m not over you’. Bleah...... I’m not wording this right, I know. I can’t find the right words for it, other than the idea that it’s completely uncomfortable, especially when I catch the constant glances out of the corner of my eye. I really don’t like being ogled, especially by someone I feel so much disgust and annoyance towards. But I don’t even feel like getting into any of that.

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