sweetness

I wasted my weekend in the outdoor sense :( We were not able to climb Mt. Pulag because of police operations in the mountain's municipality. But I am still pretty content with our visit to Oh My Gulay; it was a nice bonding experience with friends. (Although my top blows over when I hear certain shrills in the air. hehe)

I took a picture of my other's foot and mine-my depressions fit into his protrusions and vice versa. I took the picture in my place of serenity, and although this next comment will risk a hex, I'd like to think I finally made a worthwhile decision. My risk-"inaverse" self finally made sense. The externalities that were produced because of decisions don't matter to me anymore; it seemed like such a big thing for me then. But I am deciding right now that the could-bes are something that I would like to look forward to instead of the weres. Although I hoped in all sincerity that certain relationships would reach a certain mutual placidity, it could be attained, but there is no use in sugarcoating everything. People get hurt, but the world will dance whether or not persons tango with it. And that goes the same for me. The world will be breaking free from our conversations if it feels that I am analyzing it too much. I guess this will be a pioneering effort on my part for my journey to true selfishness this sembreak.

Although I just wish some people would let others heal instead of exacerbating emotions that are already dissipating. Karma, I believe, will take its toll someday.

Going back to the ambient experience in Oh My Gulay, forgive me for the fixation or the drama, but times wherein I feel happily-sad, or happily-dreamy with people who get it really sticks to my memory. I feel like I know myself when I am in that place :) It brings me back to environment I want to surround myself in-places that dare interchange expectations to possibilities, where musts are in the same ground as the loftier things in life. My friend and I were talking about how some of the people we know are seen differently because they choose to live in the extreme, deviant sense. I find it ironic because it is these people that have embraced choice; they are unresponsive to certain stimuli in life in conviction of their own beliefs.