Right, fuck it, AAR time. To put it shortly, "I used to think my life was a tragedy, now I realise it's a comedy". In all seriousness though, I'm really confused about how to feel about the date. The whole experience felt a bit..... awkward.... don't get me wrong, it wasn't a case of awkward silence, just more a feeling of general uncertainty. We talked a lot about our lives, both school and outside, and in general, it seemed to be going really well. We went to buy some drinks, and I bought a small bottle of Pepsi (barely drank any of it though, I mostly bought it just to have something to sip on throughout the movie).
As far as the movie experience; well, Joker wasn't exactly what I was expecting. I had seen the trailers beforehand, and could tell it would be a different sort of movie, not like the usual capeshit movie. However, to say it caught me off-guard would be a gross understatement. I can safely say it is one of the few movies I have seen that have legitimately made me feel uncomfortable, tense and had me at the edge of the proverbial seat. Now, granted, I am not much of a movie-goer, definitely not the type of person to follow a franchise religiously (and mostly just go to spend some time with friends, or in this case, a girl I care for), so I doubt I have many good films to compare the Joker to. Either way, I loved the movie, and although its pro-class warfare themes were more than obvious, well, shit, I empathised with a man driven to forsaken by a cruel, callous and rotten society. However, now looking back in hindsight, probably not the best choice for a date.....
The restaurant is where the quote at the beginning gains validity, and where I must hand it to >>9236
("seems there is going to be a touch of spergging involved tonight despite efforts, embrace it, maybe she will find it endearing") for being a fucking fortune teller. Everything was going amazingly. We were talking, laughing together, enjoying out time, and here I guess I should mention that there is a pepsi bottle in my pocket. About 15 or so minutes into the meal, I go to pour myself a glass of water from a jug we were given. As I am about to finish pouring the water, the cunt of a Pepsi bottle slips out of my pocket, and I instinctively try to catch it....... with the hand holding the glass of water, and I ended up fucking launching the water at the floor and some other person sitting next to our table. Luckily the glass stayed in my hand, but I fucking legged it to the bathroom, grabbed some toilet paper as fast as I could, and did my best to not only wipe the floor of the excess water, but also to pick my spaghetti up and put it back in my pockets. The girl, well she found it rather funny, as apparently it did not look like an accident at all, and surprisingly, we just sort of accepted that and moved on to enjoy the rest of the night.
Here is where I should probably mention that she was being picked up by an older brother. If there is one thing I know about older brothers, fathers etc. especially when they are from eastern Europe, is that you do not want to get on their bad side. Even better was the fact that he had no clue of our relationship, or the fact that we were just on a date, as my girlfriend made it very clear he should not be told about this, not yet anyways. I was going to end the night with a kiss, however just as I was going to do it, I shit you not, he shows up, and I am denied. Now, go ahead and laugh all you want; "fucking cuck, didn't have the balls to kiss his girlfriend", but I'd rather keep my head where it is, and not make rash decisions that might end badly for the two of us (from what she told me, her brothers are extremely protective, and I don't blame them to be fair). However, we are going to hang out soon with a group of friends, so it's not like this was my only opportunity.
In short, I probably made a fucking bollocks of it, more than I can fully comprehend. I probably could have been a bit more direct and dominant, looking back, but this was my first date and first time being in a relationship so fuck it, nothing went horribly wrong, apart from that water incident, and I'm sure I can learn from this. I did more right than wrong, anyways, by the looks of it. Sieg Heil!