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Terry Richardson, October 2013

Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest—thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the under wood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated.

Beau Taplin (via jinx—removing)

You are not a temple. You are a forest

Where to now?

You know that saying 'when one door closes, another opens'? Well I'm in this predicament except without an open door of opportunity, not just yet, and don't know when. So I'm just going with the flow. Living within the usual routine. Work, home, see friends, eat, sleep, repeat. The idea of moving on from the last chapter I can't grasp. Maybe I'm just afraid to actually grow up and start making a living. I kind of don't want to yet. The thought of waking up every morning and going to work really is unpleasant. I want to go into the world and grow up this way. I don't know why people go to uni and get into the work field straight away. I'm the total opposite. I just finished my degree and I don't want to work. It's not because I won't enjoy the work, it's because I don't want to start working as of yet, I feel like this may take away the opportunity for me to be gypsie (a person who moves from one place to another). I don't think there's anything wrong with this pathway. The best way to grow up physically, mentally and intellectually I believe is through the interactions with people of different cultures, to be in an unusual environment and to fully seek the unknown. This will be the new door open to me and I will happily walk through it.

Dreaming of summertime and watching the sunset by the ocean

7/11 pre BYO cup. Happy international peace day ✌️

Aminosity towards unknown

The other day, someone broke into my car by smashing my window. This made me furious because all my identity was gone, the thought of someone else knowing my details gave me a nightmare. Not only that but now I am left with the responsibility to get the window repaired. I was full of rage and felt like the world was against me. I wanted to do bad things and prayed that the thief had something terribly absurd happen to him/her/them. I hated the person who did this and I don’t even know the person. 

After so much anger , I realised this behaviour was something I was against. I acted like Emily Thorne from Revenge. The anger was eating up my peace. I took out my anger to the people who are closet to me. I felt so angry at everything. I cried because I was annoyed. Within a week, this behaviour needed to stop. I reflected and knew I had to accept what had happen, and move on. I realised I was being a sook. Why was I making a scene over something I could repair? People are suffering from illnesses, dying of hunger, fighting to stay alive, and I’m over here crying over a stolen wallet.

Bad things will happen but we cannot let these bad things take away our happiness. Some people are raised up with no love, all they see around them are hate and how to survive on a daily basis. I need to not cry over a materialistic item and focus on the real humanity issue.

Single Fin and  Badang Badand Beach - Uluwatu

We came here with no plans aside from accommodation and notknowing much about the landscape/landmark of Bali. Using instagram as a guide to see the pretty places, we get a taxi (he ripped us off $20 for a 10 mins ride) to Single Fin and the surroundings. We were greeted by the locals with many endless smiles, some spoke to us wanting to know what nationality we were and overall they were just such beautiful and genuine people. We basically spent our whole day around Single Fin, enjoying the ocean view and surfers catching big waves around the cliff. We than headed to Badung Badung beach, which was a calmer beach/ocean with many market stalls full of beautiful and vibrant coloured materials.

Food:

Under Single Fin (forgot the name of restaurant) Our first Balinese meal was to die for. I am so obsessed with Nasi Goreng and getting to eat it authentically is what I’ve always imagined to do. In this aspect, authenticity is what we all should do and aim for; imitations aren’t always 100% right on the spot and won’t satisfy.

Although restaurants may serve food to our standard, myself personally feel in love with the street food and little fast food restaurants along the side of the road. For about $1.50-$2, you can get delicious fried rice, noodles and vegetables that will melt in your mouth. Some may feel uncomfortable with street food but let me tell you, I am still alive and didn't get sick once from street food.

We are not in high school anymore!

High school is one of the greatest milestone of our teen life. We experience what life is fully made of; to make decisions that resulted in serious consequences, to take risks, to explore our boundaries, to find our weaknesses and strengths, to fall in love, to lie and keep secrets, and to find ourselves in the midst of it all. But most of all, in high school, we make life long friends... or do we?

Its been four years since I finished high school, I can honestly say that I have definitely made a few life long friends, some I even met from primary school. The purpose of this post is look into a bigger picture of letting go and moving on, and  I'll be using my high school group or 'possie' as a metaphor.

Having a big group of friends is awesome, you look fearful and the sense of belonging is something not many get. To keep the group alive, there would be on the regular occasion a group get together. The first year or two was really good and fun, the momentum of catching up and seeing everyone again was ecstatic. But four year later and the spirit is kind of gone, and I think that it's totally fine. We are now young adults, we have a different pathway and they may not meet. We enjoy activities others may disagree with. We have individual beliefs values that we live by and others find difficult to understand. We are not in high school anymore, we are grown up and have our own life journey. When we have these catch ups, the group seems divided and the vibe is just uncomfortably awkward, this is due to past beefs, fragile friendships,  personality clashes and ultimately a different way of life.

Personally, I think moving on and leaving behind a stage of our life is fine. Acknowledging and being thankful for the inevitable is all that can be done now. It's not forgetting because that is impossible, its about accepting that sometimes things wont always be the same. Time  changes people and we just have to deal with it, just like the transition after high school.