Bad book!

listening to zhang dongliang's 'Ri Ri Ye Ye'...

I hate sentimental ballads.
I hate sad songs.
I hate books that make me cry.
I hate being neurotic.
I hate thinking too much.
I hate feeling depressed.

Yet I am all of the above now.

Must be the lethal combination of the song and the book I was re-reading.
I mean, I don't think the song is THAT touching. But I doubt I'd be that upset if I was reading while listening to Eminem/ 50 cent.

So it has to be the book.
The first time I read it, I just wanted to huddle under the covers and pretend I was a kid again. This is the second time I'm revisiting the book. Sigh... This time, I want to hide AND cry.
Emotions evoking books are BAD.
*shakes finger at book*
Bad Bad books!

'Kitchen' was bad.
'Time Traveller's Wife' was bad.
'Man & Boy' was bad.

Found another one to accompany them.
'Sheng Si Yi Shu' by Annie Yi.
After reading, you suddenly realise the possible magnitude of caring for someone. Then you get so overwhelmed by the discovery that you sink into depression.

My Cancerian traits are showing.
See what I told you?

I hate being neurotic.