So I'm home with my family for the holidays, and of course there's this built up anticipation about the world coming to an end... again! Plus the movie "2012" didn't help much either. Of course I didn't believe the world was going to end yesterday, but the winds in the middle of the night, and heavy downpour in the east coast made me think for a second that the world might really end. I admit, I was scared for a nanosecond... okay maybe a couple of hours.
When I woke up on December 21, 2012, I went about my daily routine, and everything was fine. I survived a monster headache from the night before, and before that, I had to entertain my friend from Ohio whom I disappointed, so I decided to make it up to her the day the world was going to end. I mean we had nothing to lose; I had that "go out with a bang" mentality, it was great. So I decided we were going to go to a club in Hoboken.
When we got there, we ordered our drinks, and sipped gently while we scanned the crowd for potential dance partners. I didn't spot anyone, so I walked to the dance floor and with some liquid courage bubbling in me, I started dancing. It was great till I spotted my perfect man; tall, handsome (to me at least), his smile was... magical! I can tell you this much, I was in love. I was dancing with a fairly good looking guy but I wasn't interested anymore. So I tapped my friend Sally (from Ohio) and told her I found the love of my life (pretty stupid huh? I know). I told her I took an interest in him, and she said to me "I'm going to make out with him." "You wouldn't dare" I replied; I mean what "friend" would make out with someone you just told her you liked? Well this friend would. "Try me" she said; then she walked over to him, did her little dance and I stopped watching; I couldn't watch, I was sick to my stomach. After some time, she came back to me smiling "Done" she said, and my heart sunk as she emphasized on the "D". Oh my!! At that moment, I knew how Cady Heron in the movie "Mean Girls" felt when Regina George kissed Aaron Samuels. I hated her in that instant. I hurt her in a million ways in my head just standing there. I watched the love of my life slip away with a kiss from my not-so friend. I had to summon all the courage, and I mean ALL to smile and act like I wasn't hurt. Good thing the club was closing so I walked up to the bar, ordered a bottle of water, and drank as I sat there, watching, and making up ways to not find this love of my life interesting anymore. On my drive back home, I was thinking about how I just lost a friend.
