I had Panda Express for the first time in like forever today, and it was amazingly delicious.
It was just after class, for not just me, but apparently the entire student body of the high school across the street, because I waited for a fresh batch of orange chicken with a gaggle of talkative teens waiting behind me (thank goodness I got there before the rush) and when I finally got my order–plain white rice with a double order of orange chicken–I went outside to find it raining. Luckily, I had worn my raincoat today. Unluckily, it didn’t have a hood, and I didn’t bring an umbrella. BUT, when I got back to the apartment to munch on my dunch (like brunch, but for dinner instead of breakfast) and I started scrolling on Facebook, I found out that it was National Fast Food Day.
Ironic, seeing as how the fast food I had received was anything but fast.