Sunday, April 14, 2013

Very sad day with my friends

Today was Ryan's birthday. We went out with Henry and some other boys. Weather was great, and the place we went was incredibly beautiful. It was windy, but I like wind a lot, so I enjoyed it.

A boy in the group started to talk about the girls. I hated their conversation. We were all about 30, but the only thing they were talking about was how to find a girl to spend a night with her.

"This is an important topic. I hear from any group of students here talking about the girls. I had a lot in my own country, but I couldn't find any here." The boy said.
"Even though you find a girlfriend, she looks for a long term relationship or marriage." Henry said.
"You can always break up." the boy said.
"Yes, but they don't have this in their mind when they decide to be your girlfriend." Henry said.

The boy said a story about a boy who had lots of sex in his own country, and he couldn't find as many as them here. I was silent during all their conversation thinking to myself about myself. How cruel are they? I am about 30, and I would like to have a happy family. So, who can I marry? It is more than eight months that I came to the US, and I never saw even one case who could be my future wife. Will this situation continue? The only amazing girl whom I saw during this period was Angelina, who I couldn't even talk to her for friendship.

What if I found no one? What about Taylor? Did I come all this long way to forget my dreams? Am I delusional or it's a way to distract my feelings? What about Angelina? Nothing is wrong with her. Why shouldn't I marry her? But I really don't think about her that way. My heart is not belonging to her.

I felt extremely sad about their talk. I am not a cruel person like them, and I know what I want, but I can't find a way to get it. I wish I could change it, but I can't. I thought about my future. My only way now is to be patient. I had an amazing dream two nights ago, and I felt great all these two days until today and their annoying conversation.

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