It sounds cliche, I know. I used to grunt and mock it in silence everytime a friend tried to comfort me with that phrase for any horrible events that happened to me. What reason? I used to ask myself. What reason could be so great and tempting and awesome that I have to suffer this first?
Yesterday I was proven wrong. There is indeed a greater, better deed waiting for you around the corner for every bad things that struck you. We lost the debate for the extremely unfair adjudicator. He basically slept almost the whole time we are infront talking, and gesturing friendliness and confident whenever the opposition speaks. Yeah, we were pissed off all right.
But then I decided to spend the rest of my afternoon lazying around in Michelle's luxurious apartment, swimming and playing with the cold water in the sunny day. The pool was breathtaking, the surface reflected the sun, producing some kind of a luminous layer of water. We dived, swam, fooled around, laughed and giggled. Then these 3 white guys in the jacuzzi started to talk to us. After all that, chatting with them proven to be the highlight of our evening.
Then as we bade good-byes and see-yous, we took the elevator up to get ready for Paulina's sweet 17th birthday dinner in Marriot Hotel. Surprise, surprise, everyone came late. Hence me and a friend decided to go up to the hotel's pool side where we lay on the couches, she smoked and I looked up to the gigantic buildings.
Right there I felt really small in this world. That there's an unknown, greater reason beyond my understanding why shit happens to me. And we stayed there, watching the black, starless sky with a much better feeling.
Yesterday I was proven wrong. There is indeed a greater, better deed waiting for you around the corner for every bad things that struck you. We lost the debate for the extremely unfair adjudicator. He basically slept almost the whole time we are infront talking, and gesturing friendliness and confident whenever the opposition speaks. Yeah, we were pissed off all right.
But then I decided to spend the rest of my afternoon lazying around in Michelle's luxurious apartment, swimming and playing with the cold water in the sunny day. The pool was breathtaking, the surface reflected the sun, producing some kind of a luminous layer of water. We dived, swam, fooled around, laughed and giggled. Then these 3 white guys in the jacuzzi started to talk to us. After all that, chatting with them proven to be the highlight of our evening.
Then as we bade good-byes and see-yous, we took the elevator up to get ready for Paulina's sweet 17th birthday dinner in Marriot Hotel. Surprise, surprise, everyone came late. Hence me and a friend decided to go up to the hotel's pool side where we lay on the couches, she smoked and I looked up to the gigantic buildings.
Right there I felt really small in this world. That there's an unknown, greater reason beyond my understanding why shit happens to me. And we stayed there, watching the black, starless sky with a much better feeling.
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