perhaps it's the mood of valentine's day and the whole warm cosy feeling you get from new year reunions, but i've been sentimental to the point of being scary lately. i'm currently reading Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer and every page makes me feel like crying. last night i had A Sad Moment during reunion dinner when i thought of anyone and everyone who weren't able to have a reunion dinner with their families. Sad Moment #2 came when i was reading lifestyle on the toilet bowl this morning about those who worked on chinese new year. whereas #3 was realising just how much some of my cousins changed in the course of growing up.
Sigh.
i seem to have no insightful thoughts lately, if i am actually still capable of possessing thoughts at all in such a stifling environment and lifestyle.
ok staring at the laptop screen blankly now.
still staring.
ok forget it end of staring, coz i g2g ahma house now. um. bye.
awkward shrug.