I was asking this question a while back. Is there a quota for tears? Like seventy five buckets per lifetime? So when we finish crying seventy five buckets we won't cry anymore.

I know I should rejoice but I am sad too. I am not very close but through the times of conversation, I sense her love for her kids. And plus the fact that I am a very emotional person.

Lalalalalallalalalalaa.

I can't think properly now. Can only think of you. Strange. You, get out of my head and let me do work.

I am hungry.
Thanks Aunty Leng for bread.