Is it possible to make a bad cake?

I mean... yes, it is. But I decided at some point to make a cake for Sara, and that I would decorate said cake into looking like a ferris wheel. (Because... you know, Ferris Wheel Day is coming up. I ended up giving the cake to her early because... well, I wouldn't have time to make it during the weekend, so...) I had grand ideas for it. And by "grand ideas," I mean that it would look good. It'd have frosting acting as the wheel/support beams, candy acting as decorative lights, and on the side I'd have gummi bears as passengers, and chocolate as the passenger cars. It was going to be great.

...except that it wasn't. The side wasn't big enough for me to make chocolate replicas of the passenger cars. The frosting wasn't as easy to control as I would have thought. My brothers thought the end result looked like both the sun and a hippie flower (whatever that is). So as it turned out, I am not a great cake decorator. I didn't know why I thought I would be, since my experience in decorating cakes before this had been ABSOLUTELY NOTHING... but you know.

I was pretty dejected, and was considering this venture as a summation of my entire existence (grand ideas, dismal in practice... that sort of depressing stuff), so I didn't really expect much when I gave to Sara. But apparently she quite liked it... which is good. And I'm assuming that she liked it for two reasons: 1) it was colorful, and 2) it's cake.

I mean, no matter how crappy the thing actually looks... cake is still cake and will always taste godly awesome. Especially confetti cake... which is what I made. And it was indeed very good... even though I put on probably too many Dots on top.

So why was I so worried? It was friggin' cake.