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You fill my belly and I'm all yours.

Or so to speak.

So with that being said, I would usually incline to the more value for my buck side of me. 

If a main course costs the same as a buffet, then you know where my true alligience lies.

So obviously when it comes to stuff like High Teas and all that, I most of the time would never indulge myself in such frivolous things that burns a hole in my pocket for a few pastries and sandwiches no matter how delicious or meticulous they may be.

I mean they don't fill me up and it ain't cheap you know what I am saying? 

Well, I have broken my High Tea virginity.

And plus, it was on offer so why not?

Cheapo Othniel.

Haha.

The High Tea was from Tablescape at Mövenpick Heritage Hotel at Sentosa. 

Quite a distance but, well it's not everyday right?

Wonderful decor and extremely aesthetically pleasing.
Winner of  both the Travel Asia Award and the World Luxury Hotel Award for the year 2014 mind you.

Me, as usual, forever the over compulsive. Nice backdrop though.

I'm sorry, but I'm a real sucker for plants and foliage.

I just never got myself to latch on to the idea of paying so much and eating so little.

Well, to start it off, you get to have a choice of Coffee, Tea or Fruit Juice.

My dining companion and I got the Coffee and Tea respectively.
(Cause it's the only two options that had refills...teehee).
Look, we both thought we wouldn't get filled up on the food so we figured well, drown ourselves with the refills.
Logic ain't it?

All Teas were TWG, so you got a wide selection to choose from.

The Coffee was freshly brewed but not very strong which was kind of a let down.

And then the mighty tower arrives.

We decided to slowly chow down the food one piece at a time.
You know, to get ourselves fuller?

First, the Smoked Salmon and Prawn Open-Faced Sandwiches.
It was the first bites we had, and it was good.
I love sourdough bread, so it was a good start.

The Caviar and Roes on the sandwiches gave them a really decadent touch, Made me feel all rich and royal and everything. HAHA.

Next, were the Humus and Cucumber Sandwiches and the Beef Pastrami and Egg Mayo Sandwiches.

The Beef  Pastrami was really good shit. Real good.

We decided to do the finish all the savory stuff before heading to the sweets.
So next in line was the Baked Mushroom Quiche.

Flaky and Fluffy at the same time with loads of mushrooms.

Then it was time for the sweet tooth to take over.

The ones that stood out for me were the Lychee Meringue Tarts and the Forest Berry Financiers.

So delectable, bursting with decadence and richness.

As compared with the Tart, it was so light and refreshing it made such a joy to devour. Pretty to look at too huh.

The Scones were a good stand out too, served with two types of jams and sweetened cream.
Unlike some scones you get, where they're dry and too crumbly or others too moist, this was just perfect.
Crispy on the outside yet so moist on the inside.
Glad there was two for the both of us.


The Pineapple Pistachio Tart.

And lastly, the Cream Puff.

Do you see the Chocolate Truffle Cake behind it? But yes, the Cream Puff is pretty too.

Well, its a Cream Puff.

It's better obviously from what we Singaporeans usually get. but well, its still a Cream Puff.

But it was a fancy one no doubt.

Those little flavorful balls did give it a nice crunchy burst of flavour touch.

After devouring all this yumminess, and endless cups of tea on my part, I would say that I actually was rather full after everything.

It was the whole process of it all.

The slow eating, the drinking.

And of course, the good conversations during the entire process.

Plus the whole good fifteen minutes in taking all the photos.

Haha.

 I've come to appreciate High Teas.

It's all about the ambience, the company, the process and the conversations.

If everything fits, you're gonna have an awesome time,

Well, I mean for guys, High Tea isn't usually something that is appealing.

A High Tea Buffet perhaps?

With more meat?

Now that would work.

All in all, we left very full and very happy.
Which is a good thing.

I give it 4/5 Stars.

(★★★★☆)

A couple of lemons. 

A thunderstorm. 

Potholes. 

I like to think that life without any worries or hiccups really isn't life at all. 

But then again, smooth sailing is just so appealing. 

National Service is just such one of such circumstances. 

With 6 months left, it's like a hurricane loosing is power. 

Still present, still dangerous, but not as destructive as before. 

Many tell me to just let it go. Just do it. 

It's your duty. Your job. 

Well horseshit to all that. 

It comes down to the basic analogy. 

Just because you feel or think this way does not mean I should too. 

This weekend alone has taught me how much of a facade this whole thing is. 

This is the epitome of redundancy. 

You use your brains, creativity and imagination and you get hollered back for trying to be stuck up or not following the rules or trying to be too smart. 

Basically you get shit thrown back at your face. 

When you decide that it ain't worth it and just go with the flow, you're accused of being too lazy, no effort, no initiative and no motivation and drive. 

Basically, you still get shit thrown back into your face. 

It's a vicious depressing cycle of such sad proportions. 

There's so much talent, energy, motivation, and hardwork going to waste.

I've had it upto here with shit. 

I'm here, sitting in a Starbucks waiting for my Medical Appointment for Physiotherapy. 

Why?

Cause I wanted to be somebody and all that hardwork only resulted in an injured neck and pain. 

It's funny how much inspiration I had in the first six months can turn to so such disgust as it is now. 

But hey, I'm sitting in this quiet cozy corner of an empty Starbucks having a Rosemary Chicken and Emmentel Croissant and nice hot cup of Coffee. 

And I could really get used to this. 

Goodbye motivation. 

I'll use you where it's really worthwhile. 

You know, it's so hard cause all you have is your weekends on a normal basis and you wanna spend time with family and go out with your friends and loved ones and have a LIFE. 

And be alone in your room by yourself with yourself cause that's all the alone time you ever gonna get during these two years. 

So that kinda sums up most weekends.

Which results in no time for doing anything for your room design wise. 

My room is my haven. 

My fortress. 

My Utopia. 

I can do whatever I want in there. 

Be whoever I want to be. 

It used to be alive with aquariums and hamsters! 

Plants growing everywhere. 

A total jungle my parents and friends would say.  

And I miss that. 

And yes my room is extremely important to me. 

Well 6 more FUCKING months!

And everything will be back to normal.   

So what did I manage to accomplish with my lazy and procrastinating ass?

(Well as much as I wanted the room to get done I just wanted to lie on the couch and stone into blank space just as much too.)

First, got myself some new binds. 

Very much an Ikea person here.

Just love the simplicity it carries. 

Got a new coat of paint too. Finally got rid of that nasty white which has been around ever since I came back to Singapore. 

As usual I left home with a tornado hit room and very frustrated  parents.

Hohoho.