finally made it to P.S.1. was great. i dint work this weekend. told him i was going to work from home on sat but i dint! i set a record of waking up at 11am and glued myself to my couch till 530pm before going to the gym, candle for dinner (YUM) and rice pudding at Rise to Riches.
Had shabu shabu at Little Lamb Restaurant for dinner after P.S.1. got to say that im really turning nauseous when in touch with meat. the soup base was a combination of lamb and pork. luckily there was some herbal touch to it, thus covering up the meat taste and smell. i swear i would have vomitted if that wasnt so. after the meal, i hit the washroom, trying to throw up. think it was probably psychological reaction more than anything else.
im turning zombified. im an over-worked soul now. im purely living and breathing. when i meet up with friends, i do it so that it is not just work for me. but i realised that i have nothing much to say, or contribute. actually, i hardly said anything. im hoping that its only a phase that im going through now. kinda worried for myself.
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