Today was a really awful day. I thought the ‘bad thing’ will finally come to an end today but it didn’t. In fact things took a turn for the worse. I can’t talk abt it, and a handful of people are “in the loop” more so accidentally rather than intentionally. And I am grateful for their help, concern, support etc. I really want it to be over before Christmas.
I don’t know if it is just resignation or the festive mood that is lingering in the air, but I have been ultra slack in my workouts, been going out eating and drinking and partying/chilling shitloads, and basically just getting fatter by the day, or maybe by the hour. I am starting to scare myself really.
Today I was really just feeling fucked up, and WM very sweetly offered his company so I don’t go mad. We had a lateish dinner at Robertson Quay. Ok so I am like a damn suaku person because I don’t think I have really explored the restaurants in that area before. He wanted to bring me to this little Italian place but it was closed, so we decided to try out Brasserie Wolf. It is a semi fine dining French place and the food is good. The lobster bisque was lovely, the snails in garlic butter was yummy and my pork chops were so good. WM had the roasted rabbit and initially I thought it was freaky to eat that, but it tasted just like chicken. It was not bad, I liked the pasta that came with it though. We decided to skip dessert there and have it elsewhere instead. WM was shocked that I have not been to the Chocolate Factory (now known as Laurent Bernard Chocolatier) so we went there for chocolate souffle which was just divine. I was totally stuffed from dinner, but out of sheer greed, we decided to share a Hot chocolate with rum & raisin while waiting for the souffle which required 30min prep time. Super good hot choc, I thought there was a tad too much rum in it but WM thought it was perfect. Alcoholic! Tsk!
Despite having sat in his car so many times, I realized I have never asked him to take the top down. So tonight I decided that I wanted to have my hair flying in the wind (and risk getting tangled and messy hair, but wtf, who is going to look at me at like almost 11pm in the night right??) so I asked him to bring the top down, and it felt so damn good. I shall be making that request more often in future.
I am crazy stuffed from all that bingeing over the last 2-3weeks. And it is just going to get worse. Already there is a birthday dinner on Fri which I am sure will be followed with crazydrinking after. I am so so so going to make sure I go home for dinner the next 3 days!
The real madness is going to start next week. Christmas and then New Year. As of now, I think I already have 3 or 4 parties to attend and I am bloody sure each one will involve horrendous amounts of alcohol and a lot a lot of dining out and such. I am getting nervous just thinking about it. Having said that, I am looking forward to the picnic and binge-drinking-in-a-suite party some time between X’mas and my birthday. It will be my first time stepping foot into Sentosa in God knows how long.
Ok I MUST start eating healthy for the next one week or so (exception: this Fri).
NEED TO BE DISCIPLINED! ARGH!
