Tonight was special.
Tonight, I was kinda able to meet Jaron's dad.
I've been friends with Jaron for about six months now. I know he has some interest in me. He has expressed that he's in college to get a degree, not a girlfriend. And I feel the same about having a significant other... but this is college. Why can't I have a boyfriend? Needless to say, Jaron is giving me attention, so I'll give him my time and hang out with him. We'll cross that bridge if and/or when we get to it.
Justin and Jaron are roommates this year in Goodnow. Justin is one of my good friends back from high school at Olathe Bible.
I met Jaron last year at the Swing and Salsa club at KSU. He was the one who first taught me how to dance east coast.
Since I moved back in super early this year, Jaron and I hung out a tad before everyone else and their brother moved out to the residence halls. We've been trying to chillax on the weekends, so far.
Today, I worked on HGB stuff until lunch, and then I ran as far and as fast as I could from all the females in Boyd as I could. I asked Jaron to come pick me up so I might hang out with him and the guys from his floor today.
It was a good day. Jaron got a "new" Nintendo 64, so we played some legit Mario Kart. I lost about every single time, but it's okay. I enjoyed it.
Then we watched some Glee and Chuck, then ventured to dinner at Kramer. It was weird. Eating with guys and girls... I didn't know or recognize any of them at all, besides the guys I had already met from Justin and Jaron's wing, and the boys themselves.
We played some Apples to Apples in the floor lobby, then Jaron helped me out by getting Mare from work at Dillon's. She rewarded us with cookies. Hehe.
Back at Goodnow, I wanted to stretch my legs, so Jaron and I kept walking and went on down to Old Stadium. There were quite a few people there chillin' and watching a Frisbee game going on in the dark.
I wanted to run. Real bad. We walked along the 50 yard line... and I encouraged Jaron to run... and he declined. I said that that was too bad, and took off flying! It was so great to run! Jaron didn't want to lose me, so he tried to run close behind. Off we went to the other side of the stadium. I pulled up and Jaron came behind me. As we went into the stands, Jaron had a thought, "O, we just ran over my dad."
Ran over his dad? Is he buried under the turf?
Jaron's dad suddenly passed away during the beginning of the spring semester, 2010. Is his dad buried here?
"We had my dad cremated, and we sprinkled some of his ashes here on the 50 yard line."
I'll be honest. I was shocked. I didn't know what to say, or feel, or do.
I was an idiot and said that. I said that I didn't know how to react. But Jaron was kind, and helped me out.
"He loved it here," he said. "Dad would have settled down here if he had enough money for my mom and him. But he didn't. I would love to live here too."
"Me too," I replied. "Manhattan is beautiful. So crazy beautiful"
