am back to singapore.

its probably one of the very rare times i actually felt not so happy to be back here.

in fact, this is like the first time i don't wanna come back singapore.

it seems like i missed mummy a lot when i'm back here. like, something is missing. her presence.. after the funeral, i've never really cried or think much about mummy's no longer here.

but today, the feeling is so strong.

i brought back mummy's stuffs and still have lots to unpack. she left so many cosmestic, skin care products which are pretty prestigious brands but i don't even know how to make use of them. what's the point of owning better brands stuffs when i don't even need them..

when bad things come, they come in a bundle. now i feel like shit.

on a brighter note, my restaurant is now almost all pink. as pink as i can do it.

bye.