the other day, i went with L to ocean park to start my life list.
i invited L to accompany me. though i know L is not really into fishes, L still accompanied me. our plan was to meet up by 4 in the afternoon in katipunan.
but i woke up pass 4. i was late! but in my surprise, i haven't received a single text from L yet. i tried following it up. after a dozen of messages and still no reply, i decided to call L. it took me two phone calls before L picked up. it affirmed my assumption by the time L answered the call. L fell asleep. i was quite agitated at first. you know the feeling that you were too excited about something and then something went wrong? yes, spell me frustration, please.
i must admit that i was really frustrated that i have realized that i am beginning to be a brat, which i am totally not. its just that i have realized that living independently makes you get what you want since basically you have a work to get it. its been a long time since i haven't get what i want which i always had before when i am still tied up with my parents. its quite a nostalgic feeling. but the bratty self that i have nurtured in me for the past two years is empowering that rationale me. this is bad, i thought. who am i to demand if i am just asking a person a favor? could it be real that i am turning myself into that selfish partner?
i need to cool down, as i told myself. i headed to cubao, grab a cup of blizzard and went online in a nearby internet cafe. i immediately researched ocean park. alas, its open till 9 in the evening. its only 6 and if we could find ourselves a cab we'll still catch it.
by the time L, arrived. he immediately apologized. but i was already genuinely smiling at him. it seemed like that ice cream is already taking its effect.
we hailed a cab and went straight to ocean park. there were only a number of people in the place. it was not too crowded like what my friends told me. and most importantly, there are a lot of fishes---tons of them. i was amazed how colorful, massive, minute, fast, still and dull they were.
i am a big fan of fishes since i was a child. but i felt that my amazement to them now was more intensified.
the tour was not that long as i thought it was. but the images of the fishes were quite worth it. then i realized that probably the reason why fishes are therapeutic is that they make you realized that they're life is more pathetic than what we have inside our own box.