First Day of Hell

Today, was the first day of the dreaded final exams. It was bright and sunny. It always is bright and sunny, every time when I forget to put on my sunblock , and when I do put on the pore-clogging sunblock, it will either rain, or the sun won't shine.

Kinda felt like a good Samaritan today. More like a mixture of being rude, but yet kind at the same time. It happened like this:

I was on the way to Geelong, in this one hour train ride, for my exams. Throughout the whole ride, I sat next to this pair of irritating baby-talking/flirting-excessively-with-each-other couple. People (me) busy cramming some notes last minute, trying to memorize, and when I'm not, I would very much prefer to have some peaceful snooze but can't.

Then I endured the whole 1 hour ride, and when I was about to leave, I notice the bf of the couple left his wallet in the train. I took it, "roll my eyes up to the heavens" <-- learnt from the notes I studied for today's exam , and approached them shouting,

"EXCUSE ME, YOU LEFT YOUR WALLET IN THE TRAIN", and just pass it to them, and ran off. He did say something which sounded like "Thanks", but longer, and I did not even make any eye contact, smile nor say "It's alright" when they thanked me. When I don't smile, I look angry.

But in my defence, I've got a bus to catch! My university bus almost left me. I ran towards the bus, waving my train ticket on my right hand frantically (bus rides are free if you have a valid train ticket). The bus driver that time just closed the door only and I was just 5 seconds away. And again, this strongly confirm my beliefs in karma, because the bus driver sudden break to let me in.

If the bus does leave me, I've to cash out AUD30, to take a cab to go to university, in which I will avoid at all cost.

Overall, it's an okay-day.My exam today was alright. I am able to answer all 4 essay questions. 3/4 page at least for each question.

And oh, I cooked this noodle :

Albeit it looks gross, but it tasted sooo damn good to me, and for the first time, it feels like I'm eating restaurant-packed food than my own cooked food! It's the same noodle from previous, but this time, the soup constantly being boiled at high heat for like 2 days in my rice cooker already, damn tasty. Soup also thick and gooey.

Taste so much better than my back-home-homecooked "loh mee". My family all love that noodle, but I hated it like hell. Everytime, my family (grandma, grandpa , aunt, uncle, cousin, and my very own family, we stay next to each other) decided to cook that for dinner, I will rather starve, or go out take-away KFC. When I was younger, my mom will cook like spaghetti for me personally, instead!

Why with the sudden comparison? cause my cooked noodle , the texture damn similar to "loh mee". haha. When I was eating it, I can't help not thinking about recommending my family members to cook this instead, in future.

THE END.

Have to start studying soon. I realise I can't do last minute studying anymore.

Wish me luck!

Sigh, what the hell went wrong with my Twitter and Cbox. All of a sudden, they both decided to malfunction on me. PANDA stop spamming!!!!!!!! So much for my very much believed karma.