last morning in bali.
this week has flown by, spending time with dad is cool.
i like coming out here, it always puts me back in perspective.
to be contented, to lose weight, to realise simple joys in simple settings.
life is only as complicated as we make it out to be.
: scenes :
two groups of unidentified white birds circling above the treetops of the valley.
they seem happy, perhaps relishing the freedom,
chirping and twittering as they effortlessly cut the crisp mountain air.
dad said "look at them enjoying their freedom, singing to the others that its free"
makes me think about when i will be singing about my own freedom like that.
dad's dogs, puteh (white) and abu (grey) are so cute, but so agressive when it comes to food. especially abu, she growls (like the bitch she is) when puteh comes near the food bowl when it is menat to be shared. they were wild dogs, given to dad as a gift.
is inherent nature impossible to alter, even when put in an entirely new environment?
how reliable is this 'feeling' of a person thing? what is it based on? sweeping assumptions? discriminations? generalisations? first impressions?
are you really cunning and have unmentionable intentions? or really, maybe you just don't like to talk and have really sleepy eyes. and maybe he is able to act alot more natural and open, when he is actually not.
'feelings' of people, reliable or not?
i am disappointed that it failed to deliver the desired effect. perhaps the 'discussions' was the strain, hopefully it'll be better soon. don't want the pygmalion effect happening. eleven days and it'll be four straight days cause it's 3 day week again!! bloody fabulous i say, abso-bloody-lutely fabulous baby.
jiLL divulged at 8:03 AM 0 Comments