Actually, all past.
Tonight I was convinced into seeing 2 Fast 2 Whatever. Not the wisest of decisions by any stretch of the imagination, but what’s done is done.
That last statement can be applied to a lot of things that happened tonight.
But first, a quick history lesson:
During highschool I went out with one girl and one girl only. Now, I went out with her for about 2 years and finally broke up with her during college. The last year of the relationship, which I suppose is half, was a little rocky. Things would go well, then blow up, then go well again after a time. I suppose that’s the nature of highschool relationships, so it’s nothing out of the ordinary.
Well, I haven’t seen her for about…oh….seven years.
But yet again, I’m getting ahead of myself.
A few weeks ago I had an interesting encounter with someone else I knew in highschool, and actually ran into a few times since then and all was good. But that night, at the Tim’s, something odd happened.
One of the people I was with sorta recognized him, so I slowly turned around, mentioned his name(a little too loudly) and he noticed me. He then called out my name. The NORMAL response would be to say something like:’Hey, how goes?’ And sorta leave it at that. But no. That’s not the path that I chose.
I slowly turned around and ignored him. Not because I didn’t like him, no, some small part of my brain(again, technically half) panicked, couldn’t think of something USEFUL to say, so I ignored him.
What made it worse was that because of that, every one at the table I was with began to laugh. I don’t know what he was thinking, but I’m sure it wasn’t good!
AND I DIDN’T MEAN TO DO IT!
Anyway, suffice to say I was dreading meeting him again in case I had to explain myself.I saw them both at the movies tonight.
And they both saw me.
And they both came up to talk to me.
It’s not something that I want to repeat.Now, people might think me a snob or something, but there’s a certain part of my life that I just want to forget and get over.
Half of the people I ran into tonight reminded me of that.
But, because I’m a grown man that can deal with the stupid parts of his past, I had coffee with my ex. But I had backup. Fat backup, but backup none the less. He didn’t want to have coffee, but I had sorta talked my way into it. So that was my evening. In four short hours, I saw the dumbest movie ever(or at least in the top ten), ran into someone I accidently made fun of(but that turned out ok) and ran into and had coffee with my ex.I have to move away. Far away.
Actually, all past.