Three stories
The first story I choose to write about is about Me Nicole and my friend Christain hanging out on the train. The piont of this story is not matter if were friends and havent talked to each other we always finad a way to hang out and have time for each other.
Waking up in the morning when you really don't want to , just to go to school isn't the ideal thing to wake up to.Going to school to expect nothing in particular just another boring day and getting your education. Every day the only thing to expect is for the last bell to ring and to go home and start it all over again. Yet today wasn’t that case of another boring day, after school me and Christan decided to hang out and to go home together, that’s were it all began.
We were sitting in the train and christian decided to start making jokes the thing that made it more interesting is that i needed to go to the bathroom. Yet the most awkward part was that mean while me and christian were laughing the whole train just stared at us. The thing is that there was a point in which i really needed to go to the bathroom and christian didn't stop making jokes and there was still a long way home. When i laughed it sounded like i was giving birth because any other movement would make me burst which isn't the best thing that could happen to you on the train. I told Christan to stop but he didn't an every minute he made me laugh i wish i was closer home. I kept telling him to stop because i really need to go to he bathroom but even when he was quite I just had to look at him and laugh. Then when my stop on the train came i said bye to Christian really fast and i ran out the train to get home. When i got home i told him since i wasn't able to laugh on the train i started to laugh at home and my mom asked me if i was okay because i was jumping up and down like a crazy person.
My secound story is about my vacation in colombia. The piont of this story is that remebering how strange I felt going to another place I never been on or seeing my other half of the family I havent met just threw phone finally it was face to face.It relates to my other story because even though i was in colombiai still contacted my friends and they contacted me.
I was scared and nervous there were two reasons why first time i ever went on a plane and meeting face to face my other half of my family. Yet i knew that even though it was the first time of meeting my family there were still family and i had nothing to worry about. The planed stoped and i got off and the first thing that i saw was a rooster which was very funny because i didnt know roosters were allowed in the air port but then again it wasn't anything like a new york air port. My aunt who i saw first hugged me and said welcome to colombia i was kinda shy because i didnt know her so i just said hi in a quiet voice. Then after welcoming me to colombiawe went to my grandparents house were i was staying , my whole family well the one i never met started putting music and dancing i was surprised because i aked them what they were celebrating and it was that they finally met me and it was how they said wlecome to colombia. After the whole welcoming party they all left to go to sleep i was jet lagged so i went to sleep too but then i got a call i thought it was my parents but it wasn't them it was my friend asking how i was and that shooked me because i didnt know he had my grand parents number in colombia. I was very happy he told me he asked my mother and she gave it too him, i told him how everything was different and i didnt know why but i felt strange and out of place. He told me don worry it's a new place so you will get use to it just enjoy your vacation because after it's done it back to school. The thing that made me feel more comfortable is that he told me he would call me every night to see how i was and to think of back home and how i will be there soon.
My third story is about seeing my old friends from middle school and friends that i never everkept in contact with or i did bu we just lost track of each other. This is just the ending and a perfect fit to my other three stories and it relates about the main topic which is my friends and how some arent really called friends.
As you all know facebook is a place were you meet new people and remeet your old friends that you havent seen in a long time. Will in my case thats exactly what happened sometimes i wonder what happened to my use to be friends. Since i have facebook i had a friends request from my old friends andi was shooked to see how much they change looks and pesonailty wise. I didnt know what to think because some of them dropped out of highschool which i dont get because it was there last year. Any way we started to catch up on our lifes and it seemed to me that they really didnt care about there futrue or were they were going. Since i had to be the one asking alot of questions i asked them why or how did they get that way were tey didnt really care and thereanswer was nothing because life is just that way. That got me mad and i told them that isnt any excuse and of course the got mad at me and said i wasn't there mother or anything of that kind so they just stopped talking to me. To me that showed that they really werent my friends and that soon or later they were going to come back and maybe say sorry but fornow it was okay because i understood that not all friends last forever.
