"It's Real Love"

Last night was the Film Prod III class screening. P and L's films were playing. P called me the night before asking if I wanted to meet him before or make plans or something. I was working on my last paper (finally -- it's over!) so the next day we didn't speak until he called me. He was saying how he was transferring his film and how it was taking longer than expected. He sounded nervous, but calm too. I said I would go ahead and save him a seat.

Sm came with me to the screening. We sat down and settled in for the first 2/3 of the screening. The schedule for the evening was : everyone else's films / entr'acte / L's film / P's film / Ann's film (a nice girl I met a the film people party). Almost all the films were great. As the films went on, people started wondering where P was. people were asking me where he was, it was really funny and strange. At the entr'acte, I checked my phone and he had called. His film transfer was running late. The prof informed everyone there would be a switch in the order.

L's film was exceptional. It was exactly my kind of film. So beautiful and subtle, it was really impressive. After the last film P called me. He asked me to tell someone, so I told L. The prof told everyone it would be about a 15 minute wait. I felt so nervous and stressed for P, even though I knew everything would work out, and I sort of liked the drama and the anticipation that was being created. Most people stayed, which was probably largely due to L's shouting: "You should stay, it's a really great film". Finally he arrived, and then people swarmed around him at the back of the auditorium. I was sitting in the middle, hoping he would see me, but in the confusion (he told me later) he sat alone in the front.

The lights dimmed, and the film started. My muscles ached from being tense and nervous for him. As soon as it started, my mouth cracked into a huge smile and remained that way for the whole film. It was beautiful. For some reason the quality of his projection was significantly better than most of the other ones. The sound was great, the image was gorgeous, it was so fluid and seamless, I was in awe. I wished he was sitting next to me so I could squeeeze his hand.

The film ended and everyone got up and started congratulating him. I didn't know where he was sitting, so I couldn't go over and give him a hug, until I got to the back of the room, and saw that he was sitting at the front. I tried to make my way to the front, and eventually I did. Gave him a kiss and a hug, but was almost as quickly pushed to the side by crazy fans (by crazy fans, I mean nice, supportive film students). I hung around with Jrdn and Sm and Erc mostly, while P was getting showered with compliments. It was really nice to see. I felt really happy for him.

(Sidenote: as with the party, I knew this sort of thing would happen, him getting lauded and being chatty and our conversations being interrupted by people, and it doesn't bother me, i'm extremely happy for him. The only thing I was bothered by was when in the moments when we were together people would come and interrupt. That, I was not a huge fan of.. but anyway)

I had my paper to write, so I wasn't planning on going to the bar, even though I wanted to, because he seemed sort of flushed and excited but in a tired way. I wanted to be supportive, but he was also going with Jrdn and Erc, so I thought he could share the moment with them. I headed back to the library, got down to business (hoping I would write enough to justify going to the bar), and about an hour into it, P calls me. "Hey, were you sleeping?" he says, "No I'm still at school" I answer. "You're still at schooool? I'm standing in the spot were we met" he says. "Awwww that totally justifies me leaving my paper and going to find you, babe" I answer and tell him I'll be there in 15 minutes.

I see Jrdn and Erc at a table near the door and settle down with them. They make funny jokes about how P only talk to them when he wants beer, and how they're sick of talking to each other. Eventually P sees me and comes over. He starts kissing me and hugging me and being all touchy, which is really sweet and kind of funny. He doesn't seem like it, but his instant cuddliness gives him away as mildly drunk. He spent the night between talking with his friends, and coming over and fondling me in front of his other friends. It must have been annoying for them, but he was so cute I didn't care.

His friends would say goodbye to me, and they were all so nice. I soon dropped the idea of finishing my paper, and decided to go sleep over at his house.

This morning was sort of lazy, we listened to the beatles, walked around in our underpants and ate cheerios. He made me listen to this song by the beatles which I had never heard before. It's quite beautiful. Tonight while I was at school and finishing my paper, the song popped into my head. I found the video and sent it to him on gchat. He loved the video and he suggested this be "our song" if only temporarily. I agreed. It's funny how I love these things about him, and how he says things that are in my brain.

I feel so happy and in love. And right now, a little tired because it's 2:04AM.