taking chances

this has been by far, i believe, the best weekend of the summer - no, scrap that...of the year :D who'd have thought that friday the 13th would bring such a pleasant surprise?

getting over a fresh batch of issues through taking on about ten million things to do has proved to be quite therapeutic for me. all this risk-taking had my heart palpitating like crazy the entire week. i kept on smiling to myself as i went through all the motions:

me going into business. who would have thought? i, who took every unclosed sale as a personal attack. life is weird that way. i wonder how things will turn out?

me agreeing to be introduced to someone. someone different. nice different Ü i have to smile everytime i remember it. it was one of the most interesting conversations. why do boys lie better than girls? why do girls lie anyway? over cheese doughnuts and coffee, we attempted to find answers to these things. i myself was stumped a good part of the time, but we learned so many things from him. the way boys lie better because they have so much conviction in their lies (because all are done in the name of self-preservation). the way boys will never argue with their mothers (because that would mean fighting with a girl). by the end of the evening, as i was delivering slipper orders, i was smiling at everyone and everything - the passers-by, the streetkids, the growling dogs, and the plates at world topps.

me attending household and opening up to this entirely new group of people. i liked the topic and was surprised that i actually shared. a part that i keep very hidden. it paved the way for even more conversations. with an old friend who wasn't as good a friend as she is now. am going to tagaytay with them in the weekend! more new people and new opportunities. summer is definitely looking up.

me actually arranging one of our pyfp outings. the first one in the summer that actually pushed through. fun fun fun. although it wasnt as fun when we realized we were turning into old farts who got tired too early and had to play less and rest more. but it was fun. even the pabobohan (thanks to charles) was fun - even when we were melting little by little in the dungeon that was rio grande. but it was a really fun day. pics to follow.

thinking about the weekend still makes me smile up to now. what i loved most about it is the fact that i actually allowed myself to do something entirely out of character. and what pleasure i derived from that. enough to make me smile at growling dogs. enough to want to jump into more new things.

taking the plunge is so fun. you can get wet, but good things can come from that - like i said to philip the other night, when it raines, it doesn't always pour, but it most definitely rains. and we can be thankful for thatÜ