Journal

March 26, 2015

Okay... So everyone (maybe) knows that I got a boyfriend on November 4, 2014. Well, around March 20, 2015, I wasn't really feeling it anymore. Well, six (sorry, it was five days later) days later, I asked him if he liked me or not. (It actually went:
Me: Okay, don't get freaked out because I ask all my boyfriends this. But in a scale from 1 (worst) to 10 (best), how much do you like me?
Him: 10
Me: Honestly? Okay
Him: Yep
Me: Okay) it really wasn't okay. I had wanted him to say like negative five million, billion, trillion, gazillion... but he didn't. So I tried the next day:
Me (on March 26, 2015 at 2:53 pm): Do you even like me anymore? I believed you last night but now I'm not so sure.
Him (same day but an hour and four minutes later): I like you, why would you think that
Me: Because you didn't want to sit next to me in band today and you don't really act like you DO like me...
Him: Its not that I didn't want to sit with you, I just felt like sitting next to him (<-- guy in our band). I'll sit next to you tomorrow and until I graduate high school
Me: But what if I don't want that...
Me: And you sit next to him everyday
Him (<-- boyfriend): I just said I'll sit next to you forever (So he doesn't care about my happiness... He's so kind right?😒). Not him (<-- band person), he's not girlfriend (huh?)
Me: Are you sure you like me? I know I asked you this yesterday but on a scale from 1 (being the least as in he wants to break up with me) to 10 (being the most meaning that he wants to marry me and stuff), how much do you like me?
Him: A lot, I like you a lot I said I gave you a ten (<-- creepy if you paid attention to "marry me and stuff")
Him: Okay I can't talk
Me: Whatever
And that was it. I broke up with him the next day. Either way, I had my eye on someone else...