West End Saturday Market

I never thought I'll say the sentence,"I'm going to market tomorrow morning.". I was never a market go-er. Whenever my mum says she is going to the market the next day, I always tell her that I'll wait for her at home. Now, I wake up early (around 7am) to go to the market every Saturday morning! Saturday back in Singapore is a day when I sleep in and go out in the afternoon for shopping, ktv or movies. Now, Saturday is market and laundry day whereas Sunday is housework day. I'm becoming so domesticated that I feeling like puking. Luckily the market at West End is not a wet market. I can't stand the smell of a wet market. I'm not sure whether my mum remembers but I fainted once when I was little, going to a wet market with my mum. After that, my mum didn't dare to bring me to a wet market anymore. Haha...


That's what the market looks like.


Lunch today was baked pasta cooked by my housemates, of course.


Dinner... I eat home-cooked food everyday. Don't ask me how Australia food is like because I wouldn't know!