b) Fu Ming Carrot Cake @Redhill Market (9/10)

BEST CARROT CAKE I HAVE EVER TASTED

Carrot cake has always been a favorite of mine, and I always loved the taste of carrot cake. Carrot cake is a great appetizer, with its texture and its taste, be it salty or sweet depending on colour chosen.

The carrot cake is amazing, its texture is just right and its just the right amount of salty. I would advise adding chili to the carrot cake, it makes the saltiness not overpower the dish.

a) Old Street Bak Kut Teh @ Westgate (4/10)

DO NOT GO TO THIS PLACE TO EAT.

I was always loved bak kut teh. It combined the two things I loved, great meat and soup I would drink for days. After I tried the herbal version, or yao cai, of bak kut teh, I always had been predisposed against the pepper version of bak kut teh, as it simply just does not have the strong taste of herbal bak kut teh.

I always tried to have an open mind, so when I saw that this is a pretty famous bak kut teh in Jurong East, I couldn't help but try. I decided to try the kang kong, bak kut teh and laksa bak kut teh.

Kang Kong: Bland, Tasteless, Sambal felt like it was placed on top for decorative purposes without taste

Bak Kut Teh:  Meat cooked too soft, no texture whatsoever, soup is decent but not as good as herbal bak kut teh.

Laksa Bak Kut Teh: Just terrible. Bland laksa, no laksa taste whatsoever.

For the sake of your tastebuds, please don't visit this place.

Food Critics

Basically I love food and sometimes the food is either great enough to rave about or shit about to be talked about to be posted here.

2) Secondary School Life

Looking back, secondary school passes faster as you go from a Junior to a Senior, from a Sec 1 to a Sec 4. JC life seems like a bore compared to the fun filled times of those cliques I had in Sec 4. I made so much memories throughout the 4 years in Secondary School, be it those fun ones I relish as I take a sip of wine in the future, or the cringe I get looking back at my romantic endeavors. (A story for another time) 

I have so many stories to tell about my Secondary school life, whether it was about my CCA (I suck.), or whether it was about my friends, going to the Secondary school I went to was the best decision of my life thus far. However, this one is going to be about my start in Secondary school.

Some background information to start: I was a fat 13 year old kid that played games instead of studying for PSLE, and ended up with results I deserved to get for that level of effort. Being a pompous, self-righteous brat, I thought I deserved more as a "GEP" student. As a result, I came into this neighborhood school with a lot of hate and negative bias, wanting to transfer as soon as possible.

When I first arrived at the school, I thought I saw what I expected of shitty "neighborhood" schools. A school that REALLY deserved renovation, its infrastructure in dire need of repair and the students disinterested in the institution. 

Perhaps it's just me not able to adjust to the JC fast paced life, or me not liking to do cheers and do ice-breaking, or perhaps me just being nostalgic about the easy times that I have passed, but I am not used to this life. Hopefully, life will get better.

Knowing my luck, it probably won't.

1) Sucking at life

"You suck mate, you fat, you liar, you dick, you ass, you idiot...." Everyone have heard this words thrown at them from time to time. I don't know why I believe them though. 

My academic results is great, I have great friends who know where to draw the line, I have a great family who I can confide in, I have everything a person at my age would want. But I sincerely think I am the worst human being imaginable.

No kidding. Perhaps it's due to my low self esteem, or perhaps the fact that pessimism seems to be taking control over my life, that I constantly think and ponder, "Hey, he is right, I do suck." 

I can't do many things. I can't do housework well, I can't cook, I can't play League for shit, I can't build relationships with anyone well, I failed in the love department more frequently than Stephen Curry shooting threes (That's a lot.) , I can't do anything.

The people I love constantly take damage from me. The things I care for I break apart with my carelessness. The constant compliments I get never come close to comparing to the many failures I know I have and the flaws I can never change.

I got to suck right? How can I fuck up friendships like that, how can I screw up my social life like that, how can I be so bad at everything.

Sometimes, I believe that if I wasn't here, everyone around me would have a better life. 

My mum would live a life where she would not need to provide with her son that much, allowing her to live luxuriously, spending her time and her money on herself than on me.

My friends would get better friends and have a stronger pillar that they can rely on,

My crushes would not be hurt by me and live a better life, without suffering the damage that I did not ever mean to inflict on them.

The world would be a better place.

Sorry world, you are stuck with me instead,

I duly apologize for my sorrowful existence, and I hope that I can improve ever so slightly to not waste the oxygen that I am breathing in.

Maybe tomorrow would have a better me. Probably not.

Introduction

Hi. This is a quick introduction to what this blog is about. I am a Singaporean student, with a background in existential crisis and sadness, and this is merely a front to where I can put out all of my feelings, musings and whatnaught about what I feel on a daily basis.
Quick Notes:
1) This is not a daily post. I don't get eureka moments or things I want to talk about all the time. This is merely an outlet where I let myself be heard to nothing most probably, and let out my thoughts to the wind.
2) If you come here to read, be prepared to not like me. I have opinions, of which I am going to represent in this blog posts a lot. This is not a factual blogger, just mere thoughts of a person who has gone through his short years of his life so far.