woo-zaaaaah!

I'm so HAPPY that the long weekend happened. I really needed that. I actually feel much more refreshed than I did on the other side of the weekend - they really should have these long weekends more often. Next public holiday... ANZAC DAY!

T'was a weekend of eating, sleeping, bumming, watching TV, sleeping, eating, karoke-ing @ Al's, chilling at Darling Harbour w/ the girls + Az and, of course, the Australia's Next Top Model-athon! Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!

Because that's what people do, they leap, and hope to God they can fly...because otherwise you just drop like a rock, wondering the whole way down, why the hell did i jump?

That fearlessness is inspiring. The way, in that one moment, you truly believe - and trust - that you made the right choice.

... and if you didn't make the right choice?

Well, then you hope someone - anyone - is gonna catch you. Because when you drop, all you want to do is hide. Your confidence plummets and you really don't know where to turn.

... this is why I don't jump - because I know that the probability of my dropping is higher than the probability of me flying... and I can't jump in those conditions.

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So, I think that the amount of optimism you have in certain situations is proportional to how positive what you've experienced in similar situations was. Derr. It's interesting how a single experience can change one's view of a situation so dramatically.

Do you reckon that that single experiences removes overall objectivity over the situation? If your single experience is good, you become optimistic, hopeful for other people experiencing similar things. If, however, your single experience is bad, you're likely to become more cynical, pessimistic and cautious for other people in similar situations.

So how is it that people can so easily say "I've been there, I know how this is gonna turn out" when every situation is so unique?

... and why am I so optimistic about love and all that mushy stuff? It's not like I've been so lucky in love in my life. I guess I'm cautious about the game-playing, the courtship and the mixed signals - but not so much about the actual experience of being in a good relationship... when it's good.

I don't know. I think this blog's turned into babble. Bye!