It's been a hectic, glorious start to the week, with quizzes failed and general shenanigans accomplished. Jimmy bought another car, that doesn't work. Why on EARTH would you buy a car that doesn't work? I will never understand. So he spent all of monday of at his house slaving away at that hunk of metal.
On a lighter note, he asked me out on a date, which is something positive. We went out yesterday to the middle of nowhere to watch a movie, and it wasn't half bad. We went to go see "The World's End" who is by the same guys who did "Sean of the Dead". It was pretty freaking hilarious, and we had a good time. After the movie we went to A&W (because all he ever eats is Chicken fingers, pizza and Chinese food) and had a very late dinner. I ended up getting back home around 10, much to my parent's displeasure.
*caution, girly overload in process*
OMGHEHELDMYHANDANDKISSEDMYCHEEKANDWELAUGHEDANDHADSOOOMUCHFUNANDHESSOCOOLANDHEWANTSTOGOOUTAGAINEIIIIIIIIAJSKFDHGPAI;ERUGHAEIRUFG....
Ok, I'm done.
So yes, it was fun and I think we're really getting close and comfortable around each other. Which is coolio, cool beans and stuff. Today he also drove me in, and decided to buy TWO MORE CARS. Is it like an obsession? A twisted, dark fetish? I don't know, but I think it's a little weird.
Wouldn't it be great if you just had a thermometer of sorts that you could hold up to people and see how much they liked you? "Oh yes, he seems to be about 23 degrees of crush, but there may be a sudden heat wave with a 50% chance of love." I think that would be great.
Jimmy also talks about getting rid of his prelude. Which is kinda sad because that was the first car he drove me around in. He and that car have been through a lot, like a graduation, a Green Day concert and a move to the city. I feel like, deep down I will always consider the 'lude as "Jimmy's car" no matter how many he goes through. It has sentimental value, deep down in my heart and it has a certain quirky-ness that seems to transfer over into his goofy smile.
He posted something recently, that really made me sad to see that old car go, he said : "Two hour round trip through the capitol, a nice fair well to a car which gave me everything, and owes me nothing. It's been real Prelude, I don't think anyone thought you'd last the winter, but here we are 8 months and 23,000km since I traded a guitar for you last January. I like to think some cars have a soul, and I hope when a swap your seats to the civic some of that soul transfers too, 'cos theres no bond greater than a boy and his first car."
I thought it was quite beautiful to be honest, and I know he'll always remember the old 'lude. I also hope one day, some of that love and admiration, even if we do end up being just friends, can be transferred over to me instead of that hunk of metal.
On that note, I should go do homework, bye bye my lil hipsters <3
xoxo
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