There is nothing that would satisfy me more than smoking a cigarette under the starry night sky talking to stranger on my front steps, with each word bringing us closer and closer to a beautiful understanding of each other’s lost souls.
Few feelings come close to the sensation of being in a crowd pulsing with rhythm and thousands of voices joined together, screaming the lyrics of a favorite song.
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Sweaty crowds in sticky shirts scream and scramble for better views between songs. Drums kick boom and guitars get tuned just before the bright lights flip up and flick on. Everyone slides forward on the beer-slicked floor and as the first notes kick in we all catch our breath.
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On a Friday night, there are few things any 19 year old wants more than some spontaneous plans with an amazing group of people. Luckily, that is exactly what last Friday had in store for my friend, Bhumi, and I. The two of us drove to a few beaches down on the NJ coastline and found ourselves at Seaside Heights for our final stop. There, we ran into a good friend of mine from college along with his 6 or 7 friends that were spending the weekend at the shore. His friends invited us to come spend time and liver health with them so the two of us headed down to their Days Inn & spent the rest of the night laughing and talking as if we had known these people for years, not minutes. My phone was filled with angry missed calls and messages from my parents, but wandering Seaside with such wonderful people made it worth any rage that was awaiting me back at home.
Honestly, there are very few memories I can look back at and say I was genuinely happy at the time. That night is definitely in that small collection of ecstasy-filled memories. I truly love when I instantly connect with someone. I may have only known you for a day or an hour, but the we’re laughing like we’ve been best friends forever. To come across a group of people and have absolutely no restriction in opening up to them and just letting the hours fly by is a wonderful discovery. It has been so long since I have come across people that I have enjoyed spending my time with and actually feeling like a happier version of myself with, even if it’s only for a short while. And for that, I am grateful to those boys of Days Inn.
The beautiful thing for instantly connecting with someone you will probably never see again is that you’ll always have those perfect, unscathed memories of them in your mind. No matter what happens, those memories and those people will remain a constant view of happiness because your opinion of them will never have to change. Personally, I think that is an awe-inspiring realization and I am happy to have come across such people in my life. It’s like people always say, friendship isn’t just about time, it’s about the feelings the people around you evoke in you.
Everyone has their own weakness, a soft spot or a personal vulnerability. It’s often disheartening to address, but you know what they say…the first step to solving a problem is admitting you have one. So, what’s my biggest personal setback? Well the one that seems to hinder me the most in my current place in life is definitely my inability to motivate myself. It’s as if I have a chronic laziness and the worst part is that I know it. I know it and I don’t change it. Currently, I’m on the brink of doing terribly in a Calculus course at Rutgers University. In all honesty, I can attribute most of my inability to mantain an A or B on my chronic laziness. The idea of daily math homework or studying for days in advance repulses me. A major test awaits me this Monday and I can honestly only hope that I pick myself up and brush my laziness off this weekend so I can finally bring home the grades I know I can achieve. And with that, I’ll return to watching reruns of America’s Next Top Model and Berry Burst Oreos…and maybe I’ll crack open a textbook too.