I guess...
one will never know when good times are coming. You can plan things, you can only wish for things to be great and worthy or remembering for quite a while... but usually things just are. And it's not about how much planning you make, not about how much money you have invest in a certain ocation... it's not even about the company. No. I have discovered that it's our choice and happiness does not depends of none but us. But me.
Friday night I invited some friends to sleep over... well, they took it quite literally... they did come to my house to sleep ¬_¬ We didn't do any of the thing I had planned for the evening... we... slept. (this is an example of what I was saying)
Saturday I had a wonderful day. One of those days that I'll probably remember for the rest of my life, and I only needed rain and giving into the moment.
Anyway...
I picked up Mariel around 6:30 and we were supposed to go to Chapultepec to hear some of the concerts, maybe drinking some coffee and meeting some friends later that night. But as soon as we arrive to Chapultepec the firs torment of this rain season decided to fall.
We... were... so... soaked!!!! And so freaking cold! But it was really great. We meet Omi and her girl Claudia, the we say Alberto and her cousing Alejandra... and as we were running trying to find a shelter we met Jose Carlos... and then... (guess what?) I ran across a couple of friends form my school, Mariana and Alejandra (and their gang)... so we ended all squeezed under the same roof just shivering, laughing and talking.
Yep... those are good times. No planning... just happening.
After that we went to Pancho's house to have some hot tea and just warm ourselves up. Nice tea and good laughs.
I guess that life is always willing to give me a precious memory... I just have to learn to receive them... to open my mind to the possibilities of the moment and just... be. Whatever I need to be at the moment... truly experience it.
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PD: Mariel was wearing white...^-^ So yep... having a super sexy girlfriend, dressed with a sexy withe top is just GRRRRRRREAT when it's raining.
Friday night I invited some friends to sleep over... well, they took it quite literally... they did come to my house to sleep ¬_¬ We didn't do any of the thing I had planned for the evening... we... slept. (this is an example of what I was saying)
Saturday I had a wonderful day. One of those days that I'll probably remember for the rest of my life, and I only needed rain and giving into the moment.
Anyway...
I picked up Mariel around 6:30 and we were supposed to go to Chapultepec to hear some of the concerts, maybe drinking some coffee and meeting some friends later that night. But as soon as we arrive to Chapultepec the firs torment of this rain season decided to fall.
We... were... so... soaked!!!! And so freaking cold! But it was really great. We meet Omi and her girl Claudia, the we say Alberto and her cousing Alejandra... and as we were running trying to find a shelter we met Jose Carlos... and then... (guess what?) I ran across a couple of friends form my school, Mariana and Alejandra (and their gang)... so we ended all squeezed under the same roof just shivering, laughing and talking.
Yep... those are good times. No planning... just happening.
After that we went to Pancho's house to have some hot tea and just warm ourselves up. Nice tea and good laughs.
I guess that life is always willing to give me a precious memory... I just have to learn to receive them... to open my mind to the possibilities of the moment and just... be. Whatever I need to be at the moment... truly experience it.
.
.
.
PD: Mariel was wearing white...^-^ So yep... having a super sexy girlfriend, dressed with a sexy withe top is just GRRRRRRREAT when it's raining.
1 Comments:
At 6:56 PM,
Pamela Goodwin-Daniels said…
You are so right Victor, thank you for that view into a portion of your happy and carefree life! It is like reading a fresh and lively novel.
One of a foreign student or someone who was born in a different country (which you are, and were, from myself), and so everything that happens, seems so new and exciting, and exotic!
Which going to a concert, and getting soaked by a torrential downpour certainly isn't!! (Smile).
I didn't know fellows had "sleep-overs", here in the USofA, mostly girls have slumber parties, and boys stop that stuff after 8 years old or so. Oh don't get me wrong, when my son, Gilbert (Geno) was a teen-ager, he was always having some friend or another staying over, but it was usually because they had gone out and drank too much, and the friend was afraid to go home!! So he would sneak them into his room through his window!
Now, you have inspired me to write about a totally spontaneous event that took place in my younger days.
There was the potential for it to end up badly, but I think that because of the grace of GOD, we survived with only a stern warning about what we do and how we do it!! Amen??? Amen!!!
I truly enjoy reading your blog, and hope to be able to read much more of your exciting, and just refreshingly young adventures in life. Vayo con Dios.
Pamela
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