Cinnamon Life

Have you ever noticed that junk food always goes on sale first? It's this game that grocers like to play called "let's only put the chips, cookies, and pop on sale for the first week of the month so that when the poor starving college students are forced to go grocery shopping they can only afford that- then after they've already stocked up on junk, we'll put all the granola, soy milk, and produce on sale." Well this week I was too tired to strategize and lost that game- which landed me sitting at work with nothing to munch on but a box of Cinnamon Life. And as I munched I thought about the mediocrity of college life. I thought about how one day those who gave me grades would be begging me for an autograph, how those who denied me financial aid would begin asking me for donations...how my landlord would one day be my gardener. And as I relished that thought for a while, I decided that in order for that precious day to come I would need to make a few changes; for our future is only as great as the sum of our sacrifices. So then I asked myself, what am I willing to sacrifice? Am I willing to do now what others won't, so that I can do later what others can't? I hope my priorities are such that I can look back on this time and remember more than just the beach- I hope to remember the changes that I went through, the people that I met, the goals I accomplished, and the path that I laid brick-by-brick for future generations.
...And then I walked into my Mathetmatics of Accounting class and all such dreams faded into a dusty oblivion where I lost all hope for a pleasant future. As the teacher droned on and on about liabilities and compound interest, all I could think of was how I longed for the simple sweet taste of that Cinnamon Life.