Something profound.
Ever experienced something you couldn't forget, even though it wasn't something you think you'd remember forever? And only afterwards do you realize that it might has some meaning in it?
When I was on vacation in South Padre Island, one night, we went out on the town, and went to this bar where they had karaoke. We sat right in front of it. Well, this guy comes up on the stage, he's about 21 or 22, white kid, a little tipsy, and really cute. I've never met him before, I didn't know who he was, or where he came from. His friend once shouted his name, but that's a blur to me.
They play this song..."Angel" by Shaggy. Well it seems like an odd song for this white college kid to be singing, right? So he starts singing, and it's so good that my stepdad, who's turned away from the stage, thinks it's the actual artist that is singing.
So I'm staring at this guy the entire time, dabbling with my food, and he's staring back the whole time, singing his raggae song. It was one of those awkward, confusing 3 minutes where time did not exist. It sounds a little corny, but it happened, and that's the way it did.
I just can't get it out of my head. I had to download the song, and now those three minutes are burned into my memory. It made me feel like someone noticed that I exist. That a guy actually knows I'm a real person. Maybe it wasn't that way for him, but it was for me. And it's one of those insignificant-but-not-so-insignificant moments I didn't address when it occured, only when I came home, and thought through all the things we did, and now I found something profound.
When I was on vacation in South Padre Island, one night, we went out on the town, and went to this bar where they had karaoke. We sat right in front of it. Well, this guy comes up on the stage, he's about 21 or 22, white kid, a little tipsy, and really cute. I've never met him before, I didn't know who he was, or where he came from. His friend once shouted his name, but that's a blur to me.
They play this song..."Angel" by Shaggy. Well it seems like an odd song for this white college kid to be singing, right? So he starts singing, and it's so good that my stepdad, who's turned away from the stage, thinks it's the actual artist that is singing.
So I'm staring at this guy the entire time, dabbling with my food, and he's staring back the whole time, singing his raggae song. It was one of those awkward, confusing 3 minutes where time did not exist. It sounds a little corny, but it happened, and that's the way it did.
I just can't get it out of my head. I had to download the song, and now those three minutes are burned into my memory. It made me feel like someone noticed that I exist. That a guy actually knows I'm a real person. Maybe it wasn't that way for him, but it was for me. And it's one of those insignificant-but-not-so-insignificant moments I didn't address when it occured, only when I came home, and thought through all the things we did, and now I found something profound.
That happened to me...A really long time ago [I mean really long time, I was literally a baby...I don't know how I remembered this for so long] I remember me and both of my sisters playing some simple little game all together. My sisters were and still are really important to me, they were my only friends until I was about twelve. I remember how happy I was being with them and how much fun I was having. I don't get to see them much anymore; one moved out when I was eight and the other when I was ten. I was pretty young and I was starting to lose them even before they moved out. They had more mature friends and it seemed that their friends were more important that their own little sister. I felt really alone after that and would always go back to when it seemed like they cared about me. The first thing I can remember always comes to mind, and if I tell someone that memory, it will probably seem pointless to them, but it means so much to me.
Pardon my life story o_o
lishaaaaa, July 3rd, 2007 at 06:49:55pm