cause I always sit next to someone breast feeding or eating a hot dog.
POST FROM Friday, April 15, 2005
Last Tuesday
This >>post<< made me remember something that happened to me that I forgot to write about.
Last Tuesday I got to UBA 15 minutes earlier to my seven pm class. So instead of walking into the building I decided to cross the street and sit for ten minutes on the green grass of the park. This park is always surrounded by people, dogs, children, etc.. But last Tuesday you could feel nothing from the cold, it was freezing, no one was there. But I wanted to finish reading the last five pages of my economy class book in peace and silence. Once I got to the center of the park, I sat on the edge of a walker's road that was 22 feet tall, on the grass. I used my backpack as a table, put my glasses on, started reading and lining the important. Or at least what I thought at that time was important.
When I got to the third page, I heard a noise. I watched up and I saw this 25-30 old guy staring at me with his, almost opened, green eyes breathing 5 inches away from me. There was no one else around. I frozzed. Even more. I didn't know what to do. I did see that he was a drug addict in final stages though. He said "I want some money. Would you give me some money?". I didn't know what to do. I was amazingly calm because I didn't care if he killed me really. I don't give a shit anymore. But I replied, "you know, I come here to this university (I pointed my building across the street out) with nothing but a few change in my pockets, I am broke". I heard myself at that moment and I felt horrible. Not because I lied, really I didn't, I am broke. I think at that time I had $10 on. The thing is that if I found myself in the position of only having $1, I should have given it to someone poorer than me. But this case was different. He was a drug addict. I didn't want him to go kill himself.
He continued telling me that he understood (placed his hand on my back), explained how awful this economic crisis was and said that he was a veteran. I didn't want to argue, but come on he was like 5 when Argentina fought for the very last time against England. I said that I was sorry, but I couldn't talk because I had an exam in like five minutes. That was a lie. I didn't know how he could react so I didn't do anything about his hand. He said he thought I was a good person because no one ever smiled at him when he talked, and I said nothing back. He said some of his friends meet I don't know where and that I was invited. He finally exclaimed walking away "You just think you CAN, and you are going to see how you CAN" referring about my exam. A phrase I think he has been told over and over by people on rehab, and obviously it didn't help him, but he believed in it somehow. I replied, "same to you too". And that was it.
8/13/05 - It's probably not a great idea not to go to your medical appoitment when you get the best job they could have probably offered you, just because you want to mantein that perfect record of never taking a blood test.
