Saturday 13 July 2013

Don't tell me what to feel.

I'm at the airport right now, typing this post after having a heart-to-heart convo with my dad. We were talking about people around us in general.



1. Our relatives. We called her the drama queen. She makes scenes for every single thing in her life. Every story she tells people, must be told in a dramatic voice and people are sometimes convinced, sometimes are annoyed, and we -me and dad are laughing behind. She's not that ultra smart, but she's just.. You know.. Drama queen.


2. The Used-to-be-famous lawyer. We barely know this person. Well I do. My father just happened to know him thru the media years ago. This person is smart, he's charismatic and what I recently learnt, he's just tactical in living life. I put so much respect on him as much as how we -meand dad pity his skill and choice of rising his family.


3. President of Indonesia candidates. Well, none of them grab our attention. I am not a big fan of political party, and I think my dad has his own story and trauma in political involvement. So we -me and dad decided to just "oh no one's gonna vote for him" to every candidate that we named. Okay, in short, we're mocking them. Haha.


4. My brother. This one was a bit tough, because my brother acts differenty when he's with me and when he's with dad. They -brother and dad don't have that close bond like I do to both of them. Anyway, we were talking of how progressed he has been in school and work. We appreciate his high spirit of achieving what he could in both fields. We' -me and dad are just so proud of him in our different ways.


5. Helicopter. This one's total bullcrap me and my dad always talk about. It's of course so much easier when we have our own chopper. But then... Yeah, tell me the cost and maintenance and technical operation and else. See? Bullcrap. But the point is, I really love talking to my dad. He can be ANYTHING that I want (but a boyfriend of course) and he teaches me about many things in a very fun and comforting way. I love talking to my dad and I can't say it enough.


My flight's not until one more hour, and I so look forward to kiss my boyfriend a good night. No matter how sick this relationship has been, there's always a little part in my heart that holds the faith. I'll go.

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