<human>: Happened today. 

Being a teenager I live my parents. They decided to go for a weekend getaway by themselves leaving me at home by myself.

After I had finished eating dinner tonight I was still hungry and I thought to myself "A bowl of microwave noodles will fill me up!". So I boiled the water which went fine, placed the noodles in a microwave safe glass bowl then combined the two together. This went fine, now here comes the fuck up.

I'm some one who likes noodles furthest from soup as possible. So as I usually do I put a little less water in than the packet says, only this time I put in a little bit too little. Not realising this I put the delicious ingredients into the microwave. Here comes fuck up number two.

Instead of setting the microwave for the recommended two minutes I unknowingly set it for ten. Then I went off and zoned out in front of the TV.

Came back to a kitchen full of noodle smoke and an unhappy microwave. I'm not even going to lie, I attempted to clean it up to hide the damage from my parents and also see the damage. While doing so I discovered; that the paint on the top of the microwave had bubble and gave way to the metal beneath, the glass rotating tray had cracked and when I lifted it out if snapped in half and the walls are now a off white colour. Miraculously the bowl with the noodles survived even if the noodles themselves didn't.

The roof after substantial scrubing: 

The tray: 

Me: Noodleless and saving up for a new microwave.

Could you distill the essence of the text into 1-3 sentences?
<bot>: unintentionally hot boxed a room with microwave noodle smoke. Microwave is probably dead. Noodles tasted like burnt toast.