Messed Up Days

Not Messed Up As In Bad

I don't mean that when my days are messed up that they are horrible for me. My days are just mixed up with different feelings and emotions. I've seen and saw a lot of things. Good things. Bad things. Let me explain my take on Jersey City and Manhattan and the people I've come to know.

My Trip So Far

So my trip so far has consisted (in terms of places) of Michigan (where I spent my time mostly by Alec's lake side house in West Bloomfield and partly in his apartment in Ann Arbor), New Jersey (Jersey City), and New York (in the Manhattan area). I just got to Jersey City last night (a 10 hour drive from West Bloomfield) and we (Raymond, Lina, Alec and his mom) went out for Chinese food.

Jersey City and Manhattan are really places filled with spirit and soul. Arriving at the apartment we would be staying at was quite a trip. I saw children playing at the park and in the streets late at night. I've never seen that in Vancouver. It was awesome. After getting settled in, we went for the Chinese food. There, we ordered a few dishes, but there was something more to the late night dinner. About halfway through our meal, a man walked into the restaurant. He asked all of us if we had a quarter so he could take the bus somewhere.

Surprisingly, Alec's mom stuffed her hand into her little waist purse and brought out some change. She handed a coin to the man. However, before she would allow him to take the coin, she said to the man, "Order something." I was totally shocked and surprised at Mirjana's (Alec's mom) kind actions. The man at first refused and continued to do so until he gave in. I did not know why he would refuse the meal. He looked like he needed one.

We went back to the apartment and after I got dressed and ready, I fell asleep. I had a good night's sleep. I remember lots of my dreams.

Today, we went to the Bronx zoo. Only one thing happened that makes me feel empty and useless.

Near the end of our zoo trip, we heard some screaming from some stairs that we approaching. A woman was shouting, "Shut the fu** up!" and was swearing and cussing. Everybody within hearing distance was staring. However, the crowd had separated leading a clear path to the scene. Mirjana started leading us to the stairs.

The scene was disgusting.

A grown up black mother was shouting at her young infant, who was sitting on the stairs desperately trying to put on a pair of shoes. The child was tear stained and was crying. She was completely bawling and the mother was yelling and swearing at her. When I saw Mirjana start rushing towards the child and the mom, I thought she was going to try and stop the whole thing. However, she just walked by and rushed past them, leading us past. I guess that was the best thing to do.

I should have done something though.

But what could I have done? What would I have done? Yelled, "Stop."? What would I have done if I angered the mom. I would have tried to defend myself, and doing so would have been offensive. She would have charged me for assault.

I still would have done it. But I wouldn't. Not with my age and in front of my friends and family.

One day, if I ever see something like that again, I will personally see to it that I will screw that person over.

I promise I will.

Bye.

I'm getting sleepy and I have to go to sleep. Tomorrow we will be traveling to Manhattan again. Anyways, Mirjana is a really cool person. Don't think because she didn't do anything to stop the scene that she's a bad person. She's a good person.

Today I'm a 8. I feel bad about not doing anything. But today was a fun day.

"It doesn't matter what you can do, compared to what you will do." - Kevin Zou