I'm Hungry

So I just took a final.  That was really fun...  Anyway, now I am sitting here in my dorm room waiting until a time that is more socially acceptable for going to get lunch.  I feel like anything before 11:30 is not ok.  Maybe I made this standard up.  Probably.  But either way, I am currently writing this blog to distract myself for the next 30 minutes from the fact that my stomach is literally about to eat itself.  Zombie stomach.  But, being that I am really using my blog right now to waste some time, I don't actually have anything witty to say.  So what do I talk about then?  My test?  The fact that I have no clean clothes left because I am trying to hold out on laundry until I go home tomorrow?  My current obsession with Hunter Hayes?  My love life?  No.  None of these will do.  Although I am sure my love life sounded like an interesting option, you will be disappointed to know that I don't have one, and therefore, it would be an empty blog.  I mean I guess I could write a blog on my lack of love life.  But then I might start to sound a little too Taylor Swift.  No offense.  I'm all about that "I Knew You Were Trouble" song.  Catchy.  Anyway, I am really excited for lunch today.  I'm going to get a personal pizza.  Yum.  I have this friend who calls grilled cheese sandwiches "cheese toasties" and apparently all the people where he is from call them that.  I know that is totally irrelevant but I thought it was interesting.  It seems like maybe this blog is going to have no focus.  That is ok I guess.  Although if you are still reading this I feel kind of bad that you are wasting so much time on it.  You can stop at anytime.  I won't be offended.  I won't even know actually.  Unless you tell me.  Have you ever felt so hungry that you considered eating un-popped popcorn because you don't have a microwave and you are defrosting your mini fridge so you don't have any real snacks left?  Too specific?  This is awkward...  Hey would you look at that!  It is 11:04.  I think I will stretch my rule about acceptable lunch times and go eat.  Also, did I just successfully write a blog about not knowing what to write my blog about?  Wow.  As Alanis Morissette would say, "Isn't it ironic."  

The Final Exam

Before I get started, I would like to make an announcement.  When discussing my whole "Alpaca-lypse" idea with my friends today, my friend thought of Barack Ollama.  Get it?  Because Alpacas would be running the government?  Funny.  That is all I have to say about that.

So anyway.  With finals just around the corner, (and by around the corner I mean my first one starts in roughly 55 minutes) I have gotten to thinking.  Scary right?  Only weird things could come from that.  But what I realized is that we are literally constantly being tested or testing others.  We get tested in school to see if we know how to cram as much information into our brains the night before to get a passing grade.  Oh, I mean, those tests are to see how much we have learned... that is totally what finals do... Suuuper accurate representations...  But we test ourselves and others in all kinds of other ways too.  I test myself to see how long I can put off doing things before I get so stressed that the thought of not doing them compels me to get it done.  We test our friends and "significant others" to see if they will do what we want them to do.  Like, "I am NOT going to text that guy today because I want to see if he will actually make the effort or not."  Don't deny it.  You know you do it, even if you don't mean to.  Don't worry.  It happens to the best of us.  We get tested to see if we can drive. We test our stomachs on Thanksgiving.  We test our nail polish to see if it is dry.  We test our Christmas lights.  We test our parent's patience.  We test our children's patience.  (I don't have children... but I know.)  So here is the question.  What in the world are we doing?  Why so many tests?  I have literally never met a person who likes them.  So why do we keep testing each other?  I mean ok, I can understand testing your Christmas lights because it is just so annoying to put them all up and then have them not work.  That is probably in the top ten most annoying first world problems list.  And I can even understand driving tests, and ok maybe finals.  But not cumulative ones.  Those are dumb.  Don't give those.  But why do we test each other in social situations?  If you want something, just ask for it.  Quit trying to make your friends and family and everyone fail these tests that they don't even know they are taking! Honestly, I think I test people a lot more than I realize so I'm going to try to see if I can do this too.  Hopefully I will pass.

Priorities

Do you know what I am terrible at doing?  If you guessed food eating contests, ballet, making casual non-awkward conversation with strangers, or resisting chocolate chip cookies, you would be completely right.  Or, if you are just super observant and thought, she is going to say prioritizing because that is the title of this post, then you are wrong.  No you aren't.  I just thought you needed to be taught a lesson for acting so arrogant as if you know my life.  Wow.  That escalated quickly.  Anyway, I am terrible at prioritizing.  For instance, I am currently writing a blog post instead of studying for finals which start Tuesday.  That should make you guys feel good about yourselves.  I am prioritizing your obvious happiness which will result from seeing that I once again have blogged about nothing so that you could read it, over my future.  You are welcome.  As if that wasn't enough proof that I am bad at prioritizing, think about this blog.  The moment I came to college, a place crawling with blog-able experiences, I stopped blogging because I got distracted.  I literally forgot that this even existed for the past 5-ish months.  Rude.  Sorry about that guys.  I know how devastating it must have been.  Day after day, week after week, checking this blog, hoping and praying that I posted, and continuously being disappointed.  Don't worry.  I don't think that actually ever happens.  But it makes me feel better about myself so just play along.  Anyway, with the ever quickly approaching "Apocalypse," (which I really hope is an "Alpaca-lypse" where wild Alpacas take over the government.  Wouldn't that be funny to see?  Like an Alpaca election... no?  too weird?  Ok.  I will end these parentheses now then...)  Like I was saying, with the so called "end of the world" approaching so soon, I started thinking.  I don't actually believe the world is going to end, but what if it did?  Would I be happy with the life I have gotten to live?  Thats when I realized that I absolutely fail at prioritizing.  Ok maybe I don't "absolutely fail" but I am not great at it.  I think I need to remember what is most important to me and who it is I want to be.  The truth is, I am happy with how my life has gone.  I am surrounded by people that I love, I have so much to be thankful for and I have gotten to do some really awesome things.  But when it comes down to it, I need to remember to nurture those relationships, to actually be grateful for things and to not get so caught up in the little stuff.  So as we all start hoarding canned goods and building bomb shelters in our backyards or whatever people do that freak out about this stuff, lets remember whats most important to us, and prioritize those important things over all the hoopla that distracts us every other day.