Have you ever felt your brother in a friend?
Not a long time friend, but some one you just met.
Have you ever felt close to someone like hes your childhood friend.
In this weekend of great experiences, I was able to go to the 55th annual convention of psychology of Puerto Rico. I as the vice-president of the student psychology association offered my house to those who didn’t have a place to stay or money to pay for a hotel. In the end only 7 people went, I wont complain because we had a blast. The convention was one full of surprises and really interesting seminars talking of technology, the GLBT community, sport psychology, organizational/industrial psychology and others. I must say I had fun in the convention and being able to stay home with friends. There were 6 girls and another guy, by day professionals in a convention at night clubbing till 4 am in the morning (which is really rare in me because I don’t go out much). We drink, dance, talk and joke around, complaining the next morning for five more minutes of sleep and talking about how much fun was that night before.
It was this weekend were I saw my brother, and as weird as it sounds he is not. He is my partner in investigation, a friend. To tell the truth I didn’t want him as my partner as he looks like a stereotypical jock (well he is in the volleyball team), and when he asked me if he could be my partner I think I was a little rough when I told him I was not going to tolerate slackers and that I was willing to erase his name from the research if he failed me once, he never have failed me and I am glad he asked me to be his partner. Later he was the one who inspired me to go to the gym with him… later leaving me to myself as he never went with me. Always full of surprises, he is athletic, one of those older brothers you look up to and makes you feel safe whenever hes around. I always think of him as a German Sheppard, always taking care of the herd, taking care of his master, serious but yet playful, determined and intelligent.
He is someone to be proud of, and it makes me feel proud to say that he values my opinion and he looks for my advice, in a way I guess he looks up to me, but I don’t think he sees how much I look up to him, and not academically (like he does) but in life. It makes me feel melancholic to think back to that weekend were we spend time and know that maybe it wont happen again, because even if he sees me as his friend, he never look for me in life, when going out, when he says I want to hang out with friends. I guess he just sees me academically as a friend but not in life like I do.
Still the time we spent together, with him, with all of them, I wont forget and will always treasure.
It will always be a weekend to remember.
And still I feel this is a bond that is just meant to be.
