My weekend came and went peacefully and for this, I am glad. As what I wrote in my planner/journal, I feel my mind, body and soul are starting to heal. I feel lighter these days and I am slowly regaining my strength. Yesterday, I came with my fellow Asian friends to a weekend market and then I acted as their tour guide to the city harbour. In the afternoon, another friend and I did our weekly groceries together--something that has become our weekly routine.
Sunday was church day and since I missed attending the morning and late afternoon service, I attended the 7 pm mass. Then, I came back to my flat, had dinner and finished watching "Slumdog Millionaire". Brilliant movie! No wonder it won a number of awards in the recent Oscars.
There was an incident, by the way, that took place this week, which really happened unexpectedly. After one month of silence, he and I met again. Was it an awkward meeting? Surprisingly, it wasn't. I felt some heavy load has gone off my shoulder and I know he felt the same way, too. We were both happy to see each other--that I am sure. After that incident, I have come to know him more, and I know from his grin and laughter he was happy that we seemed relaxed to talk again after the hiatus. How can we still face each other after what happened that night and still managed to laugh and throw jokes to each other? I really don't know how we did it. What's really with us? That I really don't know. Perhaps, we're really friends. Prior to the incident in February, we had a petty quarrel last year but after several weeks, we became friends again. And then this recent spat. As we're able to get over this past incident--which undoubtedly is a serious one--perhaps we can overcome any misunderstanding in the future.
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