I was at school today, starving, aggravated, and wanting to be anywhere but there. So what did I do? I fucking left and drove straight to the nearest Panda Express. I ordered chow mein, Beijing beef, and orange chicken. I gobbled that shit up. It was devoured in literally 5 minutes. It was exquisite. After every bite, I was left with such a satisfied, magnificent feeling, I could die feeling I accomplished everything that one can do in his or her life. My meal on this day was peerless. I wanted to jump up and exclaim my delight, for the chef clearly deserved every accolade I could offer for his meritorious work. From the spicyness of the beef and red peppers, to the sweet and tangy taste of the extremely low grade quality chicken, it was almost too much to handle. But I handled it all right, that I did. For about 45 minutes at least.
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