grandma looked peaceful. i was the last to place a flower inside her coffin before it went into the crematorium. the family was given yellow roses, because that was her favourite flower.
met up with manda. she managed to tear a $10 plastic note. don’t ask me how:
the mood for this trip back was very low. like gma first, then we couldn’t celebrate CNY. friends are all working and they’re kinda nervous for A level results. and on top of that i’m down with the flu.
the new malls depress me. ion, 313 & orchard central. they look alike. bright lights, loud music & stainless steel & glass = headache.
i should go ice skating or clubbing or something. something to take my mind off everything.
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