Wearing a Hello Kitty nightwear my mum bought for me at pasar malam.
Wasn't Blush or Victoria secret.
wasn't silk nor satin.
Honestly speaking, it still smell of wax even after my mum had washed it once.
Nevertheless, I know it's a little gesture from my mama to show that she wasn't biased.
Another time was my dad cooked a bowl of mee sua for me while cooking for my baby sister.
I know it has been hard on them. One sick yet another shamelessly yearning loudly for attention. I can see they tried to make up for me. Thanks mum, thanks dad!
*of course, I am not going to post up a pic with me wearing that*
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