Friday, August 06, 2004

Carpe Diem (or something like that)

Studying sucks. So I'm blogging again. I went to this bar with my roommate last night. It was the first time we've really hung out all summer. Its interesting how people get randomly thrown together into the same space at the same time. Isaac (my roomie) was born in Nigeria, went to his first three years of high school there, then finished high school in a boarding school in London, and then came to the states with his folks because his dad was a law professor. From there, somehow he ended up in the Pacific Northwest, first Seattle, then Portland. Now he's getting a graduate degree in computer engineering and is focusing on artificial intelligence, specifically voice recognition. He chose to live in this particular building, and was placed in #10somethingA. I, well, my story is not nearly as interesting, so I'll spare the details. At the beginning of this summer of firsts for me, I was placed in #10somethingB. So it goes.

Anyway, I was sitting at this small table near the pool table (right after my 2 game winning streak, a result of another of my periodic stints of out-of-my-mind pool playing ability, came to a sudden halt as I returned to my mind and promptly lost all said ability), and I got to thinking. I was watching Isaac play against the guy who beat me in the previous game, and I basically surveying the whole scene. Ok, so bear with me on this one:

Imagine that there was a way to see the future, but you only got to see like 7 seconds of random footage at a time, the viewpoint being your own (you don't see yourself, you see everything through your own eyes). I imagined myself 4 months watching this exact 7 seconds of footage from the bar last night, as I was sitting at that table, watching the pool game. I would be so confused. First of all, where the hell am I? I mean, I'd assume I was in a bar in Portland, as I knew at that point where I would be this summer, but who are all these people? Do I know any of them? Who is that somewhat hyper-active African man playing pool who keeps shooting different facial expressions at me after each one of his shots? Do I know him? How do I know him? Where is this bar? It wouldn't be scary, I just wouldn't know what to make of it. I wouldn't know how to prevent the occurance of this particular 7 second period (not that I would have necessarily wanted to in this case) because I had no idea how it even materialized, or when it was. Then I realized how tight it was. For me, nothing compares to the feeling I get when I try go back in time to try to figure out how I ended up having so much fun in a specific place, at a specific time, and all I can do is laugh at the utter randomness of it all. The only reaction my mind and body can conjure up is an involuntary smile. And maybe a little laugh.

In theory, I should have been studying last night. But Isaac asked me to go to a bar. I thought about it. This could be my last and only chance to hang out with him. To get to know him better. To gain more insight into his perspective. So I siezed the opportunity. Carpe Diem. Sieze the day. Like in Dead Poets Soceity And I had fun. And we had some really interesting conversation, mainly on the subject of women, and in particular his recent troubles in that area. We grew closer, and thats what life is all about. Its putting yourself in the position to experience something new, to communicate with someone new, or to even communicate with someone you know already, but at a new level, no matter how random it may seem. Its the only way to properly cultivate your own anti-spotless mind


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