Seven A.M
Last night was the most interesting night since I've been here. We often hear the phrase, "expect the unexpected" but I never really took it to account until now.
A normal saturday night, a night of work. I had gone to OVT for my seven o clock shift, fully prepared to have the lamest evening ever. The restaurant was closing early so I was bummed out that I had to go to work for only a couple of hours. Work itself was alright in the sense that nothing was particularly exciting or different. By the time I had gotten home it was alright nine thirty. I had expected to spend the rest of my evening studying in my room and talking to my roommate, Becky. However, I returned to find my entire suite empty.
Becky was in the game room playing with the guys from second floor. I had joined them as I had nothing better to do and homework didn't sound appealing at all. This, for me, was my typical friday/sat night...playing games such as pool, uno etc...anything to the pass the time. But when it hit twelve Becky decided it was time for better. I wasn't tired yet so I decided to stay a bit longer and play some more games. It had started out as any regular night, trying to entertain ourselves with weird or semi-boring games. However, as time passed we started to drift from the games and wound up sitting there talking, about life.
And the result...was Seven A.M.
The four of us, Jorge, Jefferson, Craig and I, stayed up until seven a.m, talking about our pasts...our family lives..our relationships...etc etc. It was...now that I think about it, surreal. I've always had guy friends..and I always found it easier to relate to them...but never to this extent. For us to just sit down and talk for ours about everything....it was...different. In, of course, a good way. It was nice...and scary at the same time.
That night..I relived everything. From mom..to dad.....to all the emotions I feel now. And I feel like no matter how much i talk about it...it never gets any easier....hah......
I learned a lot...about them...about me...and I really am glad..I was given the opportunity to get to know them better. In fact..knowing all this just wants me to get to know them even more..
especially.....
well..
I guess...by tuesday...life will go on as it always has...but I feel that this day will be forever marked in my memory. Because even if we all go on with our lives...we are still connected. That's all it takes. One second, one conversation...to create an everlasting bond.
A normal saturday night, a night of work. I had gone to OVT for my seven o clock shift, fully prepared to have the lamest evening ever. The restaurant was closing early so I was bummed out that I had to go to work for only a couple of hours. Work itself was alright in the sense that nothing was particularly exciting or different. By the time I had gotten home it was alright nine thirty. I had expected to spend the rest of my evening studying in my room and talking to my roommate, Becky. However, I returned to find my entire suite empty.
Becky was in the game room playing with the guys from second floor. I had joined them as I had nothing better to do and homework didn't sound appealing at all. This, for me, was my typical friday/sat night...playing games such as pool, uno etc...anything to the pass the time. But when it hit twelve Becky decided it was time for better. I wasn't tired yet so I decided to stay a bit longer and play some more games. It had started out as any regular night, trying to entertain ourselves with weird or semi-boring games. However, as time passed we started to drift from the games and wound up sitting there talking, about life.
And the result...was Seven A.M.
The four of us, Jorge, Jefferson, Craig and I, stayed up until seven a.m, talking about our pasts...our family lives..our relationships...etc etc. It was...now that I think about it, surreal. I've always had guy friends..and I always found it easier to relate to them...but never to this extent. For us to just sit down and talk for ours about everything....it was...different. In, of course, a good way. It was nice...and scary at the same time.
That night..I relived everything. From mom..to dad.....to all the emotions I feel now. And I feel like no matter how much i talk about it...it never gets any easier....hah......
I learned a lot...about them...about me...and I really am glad..I was given the opportunity to get to know them better. In fact..knowing all this just wants me to get to know them even more..
especially.....
well..
I guess...by tuesday...life will go on as it always has...but I feel that this day will be forever marked in my memory. Because even if we all go on with our lives...we are still connected. That's all it takes. One second, one conversation...to create an everlasting bond.