The other day, while surfing through Netflix, I found an odd movie called The Ramen Girl. The movie is about a woman who moves to Tokyo to be with her boyfriend, but is later abandoned there by the bastard. This poor abandoned soul ends up fascinated with the making of ramen and thus begins her adventures as the new ramen chef.
I thought this movie was going to be boring, but alas, it turned out to be funny, especially when you have a language barrier.
Not only was I craving ramen, but I started to feel sad. I'm not sure if the sadness began because of my need for ramen or because the movie portrayed the struggles of a ramen chef, but I felt unhappy. My thoughts were all over the place, I didn't know what to do with myself.
Of course, I fell asleep after a moment of craziness and forgot all about it. Until I went to the grocery store and saw a pack of ramen.
Now, every time I see a pack of ramen, I get instantly sad. FML.