today as I was walking to the MRT, I suddenly thought of the different languages and my life.
it's like i'm so used to reading and typing in english that i can't really read (typing and writing is still fine) in chinese anymore (the words don't seem to be able to go in. hahaha).
yet... i have a slight difficulty in speaking in english when i'm tired. hahaa. in addition, english is linked to the more volatile side of me. chinese brings out the more tender side.
ah well. hahaa.
it's prob the texture of the languages in my mind. like how chinese is more delicate to me. chinese worship songs always reminds me about the majesty of God. english worship songs remind me of the the closeness of God.