Nothing to say, sick today because of aircon, headache but no one can see from my face, always like that... Saw my auntie who came to Singapore for business in the afternoon. I respect her a lot.
The most horrific thing for me is no memory in my life. I want to remember every thing in detail around me - happiness, sadness, melancholy and my falling. When the age is old, I can addict myself to memory, priding for it, splurging it.
My daily experience, feeling, thinking would be recorded in this blog. There are too many secrets.
