Carrots Nightmare

Hello, everybody! Today’s going to be a quick one because I’m currently stuffing my brain with everything I need to memorize for the assessment coming up on Monday. It’s a test to see how much of the training info from the past 4 days actually stuck in my head. Oh, and it’s a closed-book test—so yeah, I can’t even cheat by flipping pages. Wish me luck as I attempt to fit 4 days' worth of info into my already overcrowded brain. Ugh.

To be honest, the only “meal” I had today was Korean ramen for brunch (because, you know, I woke up at 11 am… oops). I know it’s processed food, and I’ve sworn to cut back on that, but please forgive me—laziness won the battle today. Plus, I didn’t feel like going out or spending money.

In an attempt to make it look healthier (and to trick myself into feeling better about my life choices), I threw half a carrot into the ramen. Big mistake. The carrot tasted horrible. Like, why do people willingly eat carrots? Is there a secret recipe to make them not taste like regret? Someone explain, because I clearly don’t get it.

a horrible combination...

By the way, my mum went to her school’s dinner today, and guess what? She won a lucky draw. And the prize? A standing fan. Meanwhile, I’m sitting here wondering—when will the universe finally sprinkle some of that luck on me? Why didn’t I inherit her lucky DNA? Did it just skip me on purpose? WHY, UNIVERSE, WHY?? 😿

my baby is so cute here!