I'm so shy to admit it, but I'll say it nonetheless: I'm a frustrated SCUBA diver.
I'm ashamed not because of the fact that I haven't done it, but because I SHOULD HAVE, but didn't. Last year, my friend M came home from the US and asked me to join her and her BF to a diving trip. We were chatting about it for days, asked about the requirements, budget, which resort in Anilao we'll stay, down to whether I buy or rent a rash guard. But come the day, a weekday that is, I backed out due to work leave issues. If I were M, I killed me.
I comforted myself with trite "work before pleasure" mantra. And while jealously looking at their glorious diving trip photos in Multiply, I looked back, and realized that choosing work that day didn't actually make a model employee, worse, it even left a pit on my gut! Now don't get me wrong, I love working, and I'm career driven most of the time, but that one fateful day could have been the culmination of my decade long dream! My obsession with the waterworld materialized. And I let go of it just like that.
So until my friend M comes back and decides to invite me again (her divemaster holds class in open water!), I have to content myself in doing a less challenging but a sure fun thing to do under water: Helmet Dive - it's as close as I can get for now.
|I found him!|
|At least I'm lightweight underwater. =P|
|20+ feet under.|
|Drowned by fishie-fishie!|
As much as I enjoyed helmet diving, I consider this nothing but a prelude to my end goal of SCUBA diving, because frankly, I'm not one to give up on my dreams! =)
From the Nook,