Сегодня я очень хотел сходить с кем-нибудь на фильм, который предвещал захватывать дух не только в моменты, показанные в трейлере, а таких моментов-то, собственно, и не было, но на протяжении всей картины, прогрессируя по ходу развивающихся событий, и увлекая зрителя во мрак его собственных кошмаров.
I have booked several tickets feeling that there will be acute shortage of them before the show begins. Having about an hour left to the beginning I found myself alone in the cinema with no hope to find a company. The sad part of the story will take place now so you can feel free to skip this post.
I have enough food to eat well, enough petrol to drive well, enough internet to write all this shit but I feel extreme lack of free cash to throw it down the drain. I didn’t work for more than half a year because I did not want to, but this is another story we are not talking about this time. Damn I am sure it was a very bad idea to start, but I really need to tell someone. The only not very late show of the movie that took place tonight was sold out before dinner time. I had six tickets booked and I bought them all when I came to the ticket office. I thought that it could be a good idea to sell them to somebody having bonus paid to my discount card. The moment after that I sold the three out of six tickets to the boys standing after me. They felt happy but I felt anxious about what I was doing. I had two more tickets to get rid of and I asked loudly if anyone needed some. The girl asked for a one and I sold it to her. She smiled to me and thanked and I have sold a ticket to a girl! I would have better sold my soul to devil and never went to the cinema after that, but I SOLD A TICKET TO A GIRL.
I am not sure if you can understand my feelings the way I get it. I felt almost the same as if I invited a girl to the theater and asked her to pay, as if I gave her a present but asked for it back when leaving forever, as if I called a cab for her but did not pay. I met her for the first and very likely the last time in my life but I did a bad thing. If she will once remember me I will be the guy who sold her a ticket to some trashy movie. I could hardly keep my tears off when I understood what had I done. The last ticket I gave to the seller asking her to give it to some good guy she likes.
Я надеюсь она позвонит мне когда-нибудь.