Current state: coffeeshop, tapping on my Macbook, taking a break from work, enjoying free wireless Internet and free parking in this little corner in Bonifacio High Street. I also happen to be sitting by the window, away from the small-ish crowd of young urban professionals, most likely in a brainstorming session, a couple of tables away from a couple dressed post-work, tapping their respective laptops, discussing strategies or stuff couples usually talk about which, of course, I have no any idea of. Anyways, as I did a bit of work a few minutes ago, I noticed a lot of people passing by the window staring at me. Granted, I am not in my best made-up self as I probably looked like I just dragged myself out of bed just in time for my morning coffee and net surfing (at 1030PM), I thought that the curiosity is probably due to the usual urban stereotypes. Maybe I have turned into one of those urban figures a lot of people are wondering about: having the freedom to do the coffeeshop thing in the evening, laptop, coffee, the works. I probably fit in one of those mythical figures who get things written and published (sort of). When you really think about it, from the point of view of any stranger I can pass as one of them young professional urbanites who have presentations to prepare and reports to analyze and board meetings to attend (which Liz and I responded to with "EW" back in college). But then I am not.
The funny thing is I had imagined --- say wanted --- my life to be like this. If 20-something comes in a combo, I'd choose this coffeeshop-laptop-urbanite lifestyle bit. In addition to this, I am not just like any of those urban people; this weekend, I am climbing the second highest peak in the Philippines. Second! Highest! Peak! I have climbed mountains before, but I don't think any of them belongs to the Top Ten Highest Peaks in the PI. And now I am shooting for second. I am AMBITIOUS, baby!
I also went surfing just a couple of weeks ago, I have been partying left, right and center, and the other night I saw Incubus. Next week I head off to Sagada for several days of vacay-contemplations-whatever, and come April I am going the start The Major Trip (backpacking throughout --- okay, not the entire --- Philippines). There are so many things to do it's like I am holding this mythical pen checking off the must-dos-before-I-die, and I am rushing and packing my time with things in order to make the list longer.
So what are these must-dos? Too long (and it comes with a lot of, ahem, issues). But here's the thing. I have decided to STOP ROLLING MY EYES AT EVERYTHING. For instance --- my aunt, who works for an NGO, told us that their organization sponsored some delegates from Nepal a couple of years ago. And so they brought them to the Manila Bay --- and I was like, "The Manila Bay? It's dirty, it stinks, sometimes it's dangerous, and if it weren't for the sunset and the sea, there's nothing there". It was an utter roll-the-eyes moment. But then the Nepalese were ecstatic! They had never seen the sea before! They were happy to see one of the best sunsets ever --- despite the fact it is "just" in Manila Bay. See, I can just imagine when I go to Nepal and see a yak or something I'll probably screech in delight whilst the Nepalese will probably roll their eyes. See? I want to go back to that moment when I tasted my first snow in Berlin and when I saw my first windmill and miniature horse in the Netherlands. It's that moment of firsts. Okay, so if you liked it too much there will be seconds and thirds, but STILL. It's like "50 First Dates" (which explains why I also recommend to the entire male population to see it). It's about being in-love with life and not having enough of the same thing.
But anyway, I shall stop as the clock is ticking and I am done having this conversation in my head --- and I just realized that the inspiration of this entry is the sight of the guy (the other half of the couple a few tables away) who made me realize if there's another version of me, he'd be my type since he looked like The Typical Ad Man (creative, urban, probably goes scuba diving thrice a year) but then, THIS is not that version. And frankly, I have no idea why such a realization would lead to such entry. Hahaha. Must get back to work. Over and out, and off to the mountains!
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