Perspective

I believe that happiness is a choice, it always is. People who disagree either refuse to be happy, or don’t deserve to be. 

Yesterday, I made a whole-day plan for myself- Go to the gym, get a haircut, and watch a good movie. I thought it was the perfect plan for the weekend, my first weekend off from work.

Around lunchtime, I thought I’d invite some high school friends to watch the movie with me. They need to get home early, so we decided to catch an earlier screening.

3:30 pm. 

I got to Trinoma 20 minutes before screening time.

Sold out. 

We bought tickets for the next screening at 5:30. I bought two shirts while waiting, had Gong Cha, and told stories. 

After the movie, my friends left, and I went straight to the gym. Gold’s gym usually closes at 12mn. The movie finished around 8. I thought I could still get a haircut, take a shower before working out. I left my locker padlock at home so I had to get a new one before hitting the gym. I dropped by Ace Hardware.

When I got to Timog, barber’s closed, and Gold’s gym was about to close in 15 minutes. WEEKEND. They close early on Saturday and Sunday. No haircut, no gym.

I went to the grocery instead,  bought Goolai for dinner, and went home. 

It was an unproductive Saturday, I keep telling myself that on the way home. I spent P1,200 on clothes, 400 on food, 200 for the movie, 50 for a padlock I never got to use. 

I got off Welcome Rotonda and started walking to my place. It was about to rain. Shit.

I took out my cap and prepared myself for a heavier pour. 

It didn’t. 

It was drizzling, unusually slow.

I paused to admire the droplets of water as the streetlights illuminate them. 

They were pretty.

Then I walked again, now a bit slower.

I told myself that my day wasn’t all that bad. As a matter of fact, it was a good, good day. 

I had a good two-hour chat with Jemae and Junjun while waiting for our movie. 

We shared common interests too, like Gong Cha, and spending. 

I got two cool shirts. Expensive, but cool shirts. One from PRP and another from Fish18.

The Rise of the Planet of the Apes was a really good movie. 

And I was too tired to work out anyway, at 9pm.

It was a great day after all, because I wanted it to be great, and it was my choice.

People can only give opinions and nothing more, letting them decide for us is a decision we make ourselves. 

Life, like happiness, is a matter of choice. Choose to be happy, because only when we want to be happy, will we be.