Sunday, May 22, 2005

On thursday of last week my ex-girlfriend, Melinda called me (as I was waiting in line for episode III) and asked me for help regarding a video conferencing problem of hers. Now, this was strange in two regards: one, I know NOTHING about ichat (chatting software that comes with our macs), and two, we hadn't spoken on the phone or through any medium for almost eight months I think. I tried to help her with her problem but was unsuccessful in assisting her with her problem. On friday she instant messaged me and asked what I was doing on saturday and whether or not I should enjoy doing something with her. Admittedly I was anxious to see her again and perhaps amend whatever little friendship we still had left. We agreed to see episode III again and that was that. Saturday morning rolled around and I became Mr. Clean-up-things-I-have-never-cleaned-up-before. I really wanted to make a good impression so that she wouldn't think I didn't care at all about her and would perhaps not hate me (honestly, why she started to hate me I will never know). My room was clean when she finally came over and I made sure that I was dressed quasi-naice. I wanted to look casual but like I had dressed up some for her. I even wore my favorite/only pinstriped pants, how nice am I? I knew that she was coming over with her laptop to install Tiger (new apple OS) that I had previously gotten so I was expecting her to come with some sort of luggage. I was taken aback to find that her appearance was something less than what I remembered. Perhaps she was having a bad fashion day but it almost seemed like she had dressed down for me. However I did not show any disappointment at this first because it would have been childish to do so, and second because I really wanted her to think highly of me and really wanted us to be friends again. We began installing Tiger in my room where it was clean and all the disks were already situated. We had a little chat about what each other was up too and she was being very nice and cheerful and was full of compliments. At about 6:30 we left for the movie and I took care to not show my fear of dying as she hurled along the freeway at speeds unsafe for that evening. We arrived to find no line for the movie yet so we went to some chinese place for dinner. Now I didn't eat because I make it a point never to eat in front of other people unless I have too. I did however pay for her meal since she didn't have cash on her and they only accept cash. Our conversation was somewhat light over dinner and I was taken aback as time and time again she referred to her boyfriend and the things they did together. Not that I mind hearing about her life mind you, I just prefer not to know she was naked and looking for a shirt in front of her new boyfriend that morning. Particulary since she virtually dumped me to go out with him. I tried to counteract her statements by telling her about some girl I was deeply in love by dropped that facade just as quickly as I had picked it up. We took our seats in the theater and actually had a nice conversation with the marines in front of us until the movie started. I suppose I would have really enjoyed the movie had the kip next to not been crying, Melinda not been leaving to keep answering her phone and the kid behind me not kicking my seat. By the time the night was over I got the sense Melinda didn't care about me really at all. I felt as though my efforts to please her had gone unnoticed and that the real reason she came over was just to get Tiger. Oh joy. In a sadistic view I suppose I can take pleasure in knowing that she has put on weight. 11:03:50 AM     comment []