zenn bites...

one over the other

i've always been hard-pressed to answer questions like "what's your favourite colour?", simply because i can't seem to make a definite choice. with me, it has always been, "well, i like this and this when i'm looking at, say, clothes, but i like that and that when it's other things" or "it depends on my mood, really". or the season. the material. the time of day.

it baffles me when other people seem to be able to answer such questions as if they're so sure of themselves and the choices they've made. in some ways, many of their replies are nearly automatic, like they said, when they were two, that red is their favourite colour and they have to stick to their guns for the rest of their lives.

maybe it's just me but i seldom play favourites. i can't even choose a religion because i feel that every religion has its pros and cons and i want to accept them all and be able to pick what i want to believe in and what i want to learn from each and every one i come in contact with. plus, i feel that all gods are the same god and it's just people's interpretation of things that separate religions.

and i don't think it's me being wishy-washy. i just have broad categories of likes and dislikes and i don't like to narrow things down to one top choice. but it does make me feel rather, alien, because what others seem to be able to do with ease, i have trouble putting a finger on.

on a totally separate, and random, note, it is very important for toilet bowls to be comfortable to sit on. i wouldn't recommend this catalano loo at dubai's traders hotel.