Choices I Have Made In The Past Two Days

Before every night out on the town, my friend Lauren likes to playfully remind everyone to "make bad choices!" But she says it in such an innocent, honey sweet way that most people take it as a firm warning – girl, you better watch yoself OR ELSE. It works the opposite way on the off chance she decides to throw out a "make good choices!" Intuitive, I know!

If my life in the past couple of days has been any indication, I need Lauren shouting "MAKE BAD CHOICES I REPEAT MAKE BAD CHOICES" to me with a megaphone from the rooftops, because while yes there have been a couple of good decisions, there have also been a few more that are a wee bit questionable.

So, dear bloggy friends, help me evaluate these so-called questionable ones? Tell me if I was justified, or if I should put myself in time out?

QUESTIONABLE CHOICE #1 :: Making a split second decision to wrangle a couple of friends and drive to Chick-fil-A, which happens to be 30 minutes away. On the one hand, holy heck that is some good chikin and I love me some dip & squeeze ketchup, but on the other hand, that's a whole lotta effort for something that's not exactly ... well ... nutritious or free ... at all.

QUESTIONABLE CHOICE #2 :: Um, so I spent $10 on pens. But they're colorful Sharpie pens, and also some cheap BIC ones too, and I promise I won't lose them for at least three weeks!!! Also, I was at Target and you can't leave the premises without buying something you don't need, so like yeah.

GOOD CHOICE #1 :: OK, throwing myself a bone here. I put my foot down and demanded some of my favorite friends to come over for dinner last night because I haven't gotten to spend good old-fashioned quality time with them recently. Patting myself on the back for that one.

QUESTIONABLE CHOICE #3 :: Target is a breeding ground for disaster, and that's my disclaimer for this one. I was waiting for my friends to finish checking out, and decided that I'd get myself a hazelnut latte to fuel my night of essay-writing. We get home, I take one sip, and then receive a text from Hanna: who's down to go get Philz?! Philz is a million times stronger, promises a fun outing with a car full of friends, and PHOMO though okay?! I'm a disgrace, I know, I know. So here I am with two coffees for a paper that seriously doesn't want to be written.
GOOD CHOICE #2 :: BOOKED MY TICKETS FOR A SUMMER IN EUROPE. WITH MY BEST FRIEND. The UK & France & Italy & Croatia & Bosnia and Herzegovina & Greece & cool layovers in Canada and Germany &&&&&&& I have decided that this negates all of the previously mentioned questionable choices because I'm so excited and happy that I officially don't care about anything else! HONORABLE MENTION :: Shaving off an hour of my studying time to write this blog post even though I'll be a hot mess tomorrow when I'm biting my nails down to a bloody stump in anxiety because I can't possibly study for a midterm and finish an essay and start studying for finals at the same time.