In the shadow of Mrs Yip

So i have been back for almost a week, and am still trying to adjust back to my former life here. There are some differences i am getting used to, and mostly, i miss my life in beijing. But oh well, i will survive.

With only one day to recuperate, i was back up on my feet the next, fulfilling more internship hours in Singapore.

On one of those days that i was lucky enough to be home in the morning, with nothing better to do, i decided to shadow my mother for a bit. What tickled me most out of the ordinary morning, was her religious ritual of blog stalking.

It begins right after her daily newspaper read. She gets connected and from missy prada, she moves on to wispiration and winds up at yohoho. She leaves her imprints on all the blogs then she heaves a relief and slumps back on the chair, truly satisfied.


Thats one morning, in the shadow of Mrs Yip.