The New M.E. Generation











Another 2 days went by before I got another reply, this time around 4am and still on a work week.

I wondered again if he was getting up or going to bed and what his whereabouts were. In other words, were you at home or, most probably, somebody else’s place?

Back in my days when I was doing my undergrad and living on campus, if you returned very late to your room, it had to be that you were either at the library (that was the main excuse everyone used) studying or writing a paper, or at the computer center.

Yes, I said the computer center. That’s where people went to type their papers before personal ones became a normal thing to have. And the place was open (I believe) until midnight or beyond.

If those 2 locations weren’t it, then it meant you were probably having some sort of relationship with someone else and managed to spend the night with that person. You either convinced the other roommate to go sleep somewhere else, or that other person slept in your bed with the roommate there as well.

Doing the second was no easy task, as having roommates was difficult per se and meant losing more of the little space and privacy you already had.

Then there was the situation if anyone called you. It was one phone paid by many and the calls were usually from parents, family, or significant others living at school or not.

The calls would mostly occur after 10pm as they knew all classes were done for the day, you already had dinner, etc.

But, that was not always the case. If you took the call, you had the misfortune of telling the caller that your roommate wasn’t there and that you didn’t know where she was, either that was true or not.

It was an uncomfortable situation because you always sounded as you were lying and hiding something.

Then there was the task of having to call them back and explain yourself. After saying ‘you were studying’, things would quiet down until the same scenario happened again.

Yes, it was a time that keeping track of others was no easy task, but is it that different now? Not really, except that all devices are personal and mobile, and you have total control in how you manage them.

In a way it’s harder as no one else knows what you’re doing, that is, if you keep it quiet to yourself.

So what am I thinking right now? That he probably had some chemistry with a girl in his biology class and decided to take it beyond the books. After all, he’s young, good looking and has goals for the future. What girl wouldn’t like that?

This got me thinking; this guy got my attention not necessarily for his merits, but because it’s making me remember my time in college.

That was a special time, as I finally got a chance to be on my own and started to discover who I really was, just like when I became single again.

The negative part is the age difference, which is making me feel old, and that feeling is not good at all.

I may have reversed the effects of what I’ve gone through, but there’s no ‘time’ capsule for the other half of the equation.

You have to swallow it no matter what.

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The following week went by and I decided to call Christian on Thursday in order to secure a date for the weekend if possible.

I called him but he did not answer the phone. I took the initiative of leaving him a message, but he did not return my call any time during the evening or during the daytime on Friday.

I decided to call him again late Friday afternoon with no luck, and then on Saturday and Sunday. The results were the same, nothing.

I thought to myself that, one, he completely lost interest right from the beginning. Two, something terrible happened to him (hope not). Three, he misplaced his phone in the middle of the ocean (hey, he had mentioned to me during our initial conversation that he fished regularly with his buddies).

I know this is possible to occur, but, in my opinion, this has become ‘the perfect excuse’ for not answering somebody else’s call. I think it has been used by so many people, that it has become worn out.

True or not, you come across as a liar and jerk, loosing all respect from the person who has an interest in you.

So I guess it will not happen this weekend with Christian or in the future at all.

I am so frustrated it’s beyond anything I’ve experienced before. This keeps happening to me over and over when nothing happens to justify the behavior from the other person.

I really don’t know what else to do with this situation. No matter how much I try to handle it right, it just doesn’t happen.

I’m staring at my phone and start remembering the so many other times I had waited for a guy to call me. I know in the end all of them were not worth it, but it continues to be painful.

I wonder if I’ll ever meet anyone or if I’m destined to be alone for the rest of my life.

‘Damn you guys; I hate you. Hope you all rot in hell!”



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