While my brother was reformatting my computer yesterday (I’ve always refused to do that on my own, for fear of breaking something or doing something wrong), I was off gallivanting with friends all over town (our town is pretty small, so it was a pretty short excursion).
Actually, the truth is, our team from church had an hour long meeting during the early afternoon and we just decided to go out afterward and spend some time with each other. Plus it was a sort of post-birthday celebration for me since I spent my birthday with my family and didn’t get to celebrate with friends. So apparently, I’m still not done celebrating.
We decided to stop at a restaurant which is known for their grilled street food, such as isaw (the description on Wikipedia probably sounds bad, but it’s actually very delicious albeit not very healthy). We also had halo-halo after overloading on the grilled stuff.
After eating, we spent about four hours hogging the table (which didn’t bother the restaurant staff in the least, because the place is huge and it wasn’t a busy day), and talking. We spent the four hours thinking of personal and deep questions that everyone was required to answer. It was a lot of fun, since some of us didn’t know each other that well yet.
Today, my cell group leader surprised me with a chocolate cherry torte. It was probably the fourth time I celebrated my birthday this week. It was a lot of fun, and I appreciated the gesture.
