I'm sitting in the corner of the back room, facing the wall and eating Panda Express for the first time. It's salty and I don't see the hype. I'm sad. The veggie eggrolls were gingery, which disgusts me, but I can't even bring myself to spit it out, so I keep chewing and debate whether drinking the leftover sweet and sour sauce will make the taste go away. It does, a little.
I'm kind of over life, today.