So last night as mentioned, Jacky came over to watch A Walk to Remember with me. Yeahyeah. It's one of my favorite movies and really chickflicky, so I didn't expect him to be enthusiastic about it. Well we only got to watch 1/3 of it together, before all the good parts. I was sort of sad and was like "Yeah, well I can send you the youtube link later so you can see the ending." and left it at that. Oh, and also I was supposed to take him home but then got chickened out and scared my dad would get mad, so he had to take the metro home. I felt bad about that too.
He gets home like, 40 minutes later and calls me. He's like "Okay, well I'll call you back later". At around 11:00pm, he calls and his voice sounds all funny and whatnot. I asked "So what have you been doing?", well. Turns out he watched the rest of the freaking movie by himself! It was like a "wtf?" moment. I didn't expect that at all. And he was all cute and "why was it so sad?". Then we talked about it and all and it was all lovey and gushy. I seriously can't believe that he took 40 minutes to get home then sat down for another 40 minutes (or however long) just to finish one of my favorite movies that I wanted him to watch with me. And he was affected by it! (Also proof that the movie is amazing). I guess I expected sort of "Oh, yeah I'll watch it later" type of thing.
Hahahh, sorry for the long recap. I just feel very appreciative right now. I think the movie does that to you. If you haven't seen it, go rent it now. Or bootleg.
Off to see Slumdog and go shopping, bye folks. =]
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