Longing for company, but there's only msn. Wanting to talk, but there's only my big fluffy fish staring back at me. Yearning to hear my nephew's happy squeal, but he is thousands of miles away. I felt homesick at times, which I masked, because there's no point in giving in to that notion.

Each time I felt down (something that is becoming more and more frequent lately), my mind repeatedly chided, telling me to think happy thoughts. Thoughts involving colourful smarties, watermelon juice and clean socks - 3 things that could usually perk me up - especially my kiddish bright pink, chickens-printed socks. hah.

On other things, I felt too contented - not sure whether thats a good thing. Read stuffs on the net and there were things I wanted to say. But somehow I couldnt bring myself to rant about them. Issues that I used to feel passionately about, now I just couldnt care less.
So what if half of world hate Mr.Bush? So what if Osama is still planning attacks? So what if the world is still swarming with nuclear warfare issue? So what if people were killed in Thai plane crash recently? So what if people were kidnapped and killed everyday? Nothing I or anyone could do about it.
Anyway, people die everyday - fact of life. Heck, everyone is going to die one day, it is just a matter of time isnt it? It just so happen for some people, they had to die that way; murdered or starved or drowned or terminal illnesss or whatever.

The point is ... ? I dont know. I am just blathering, dispensing nonsense. I felt calmer - void of any furious rant and tirade. Because sometimes, there is no point. Just like there is no point in entertaining that homesick notion. Useless use of brain space, which equals to a waste of time. Might as well think happy thoughts. =)