like when i first moved in alone

sigh. it's a funny feeling, that. when i entered my apartment and there was nobody.
that dreadful feeling like when i first moved in to stay alone.
mummy went back to singapore this afternoon.

it's been a good one week i suppose. it went by so quickly though!
in one week i've had 3 days of conference, a couple of assignment meetings, gone to help cook at a non-profit organisation, gone to camberwell, a lavendar farm, aimee's place, and 2 days of shopping (one was purely just to get stuff for caleb). not to mention, quite a few meals with both d and mummy. anw, mummy and i went to madame sou sou's today. level of satisfaction was pretty low though. i remembered it to be really good.

just about 2 more months and i'll be back in singapore. the thought of it is slightly scary for some reason. the last break back home was dreadfully long and aimless. i need to think of stuff to do that dont revolve around eating something, or drinking something. surely there's a greater reason to meet up with someone than.. to eat or drink, right?