i wonder why people say that. cos being depressed is like falling into a pit? one moment you're walking happily enough, perhaps daydreaming with the wind in your hair and sun on your face and the next, WHUMP! you find yourself on your back, staring up at the sky. it seems so ludicrous you almost laugh, but not quite cos reality's starting to seep in by then. 

anyway. it's exactly like finding out the lib books you borrowed for a paper and lost (before they could even be used for the paper) are gonna cost you more than 200 bucks. ouch. glumminess just blankets you like ice in China. it's strange to think of passing la nina moisture just freezing over as it drifts across say Shanghai, then just switching direction and plummeting to the ground.

why winter? that we can appreciate spring. why summer? that we'll welcome autumn. plus all that skiing and skating and surfing and babe-watching on beaches you can't do otherwise. why perpetual humid summer in singapore? so we're grateful for any respite we have. and well complaining is rather fun; it's actually a kinda bonding activity, cos you find common ground. haha! perhaps that's what our state unity is built on. so much for all the campaigning. we should celebrate our singlishness and kiasu-ness, for flaws bring ppl together in mutual sheepish mockery.

one whole round, and i'm back to being sore about my books. guess God's telling me stop buying clothes and shoes and bags already!!!