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."