So, I was at the market yesterday grocery shopping with my fiance yesterday. We bought chicken, vegetables and some prawns. But seriously, I felt like it was more of a trip in discovering myself. I discovered that I kinda dislike markets – especially wet markets. I almost died when my feet got wet from the water on the floor. All I wanted was to run to the nearest water tap and get my feet cleaned. However, the floors are really wet so of course, I couldn’t run.

It was pretty sad at the market. When I saw some chickens got slaughtered for us buyers, my heart sank. It felt like we’re killing another living thing in order to satisfy our needs. Somehow, it just felt wrong… Maybe the word “vegetarian” would suit me most?

Anyway, I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I think visiting the electronics store is so much fun than going to the market. Right? :-)