Curse of the mouldy pancake

Some days ago, when jiemei was here, I made pancakes for breakfast. Yes I did. And really, pancakes left out in the open in Australia last at least a week. So that guarantees that I'm not wasting any food because somehow or another I'll finish them all up before the week is up. However, this time around, it was a different story altogether.

I woke up this morning and seeing the last lonesome pancake left on the stovetop, I thought might as well eat it. So cautiously I checked it for mould and there was none, then I smelled it, was a bit sour but then I figured that since there was no mould, it ought to be alright to eat right?

ha. Bad move. Alot of cheese and jam did mask the smell, but it sure as hell did not mask the taste. I managed to get through half of it though, then I decided that it was enough. so yes. that's the story of the mouldy pancake.

yikes and ugh.

so anyhow, onto other things, it's been a rather dreadful monday with school beginning, jiemei gone and me being alone - moping about. The fantastic thing though, it didn't rain and the sun was out, shining and bright. Property lecture wasn't boring but really intense and engaging.

just an afterthought, do long distance relationships never work because people didn't try or they just don't wanna try?