It's an unorthodox happiness as I laze my holidays away at home repeating old drama serials (or rather, drama
serial).
The Prince Who Turned into a Frog brought back loads of memories and laughter even though the ending is known and internalised long ago. Am able to appreciate the humour under a different light and experience a greater sense of symphathy with the main characters that comes along with maturity. I suppose I am able to understand the elements of a relationship more than before, when everything was just sweet and romantic to me. Now, as I watched Tianyu and Shan Junhao compressing their feelings for each other, I can genuinely feel their bittersweet longing and the complexities of their relationship. Which reminded me of the lack of fairytales in reality and my very jaded perspective on life nowadays. Had a very philosophical sharing with buddy K yesterday about human interaction, or more specifically, relationships. Seems to be the hot topic eh. But not anything associated with romance sadly. Despite everything, I would say we are pretty satisfied with life right now, with the whole package of drama-mamas.
By the way, did I mention that I went mad at the Mango sale yesterday? ((: Retail therapy is blisssssssss.
