Happy Food!

I am sitting at a very long table. There are hundreds of people on all sides of me also sitting at very long tables. The only things that separate us are stacks of books, empty coffee cups and crumbs from the last meal we ate 6 hours ago. I have a highlighter and a pen stuffed into my ponytail, which I pull out whenever I need to remind myself of a topic I need to re-learn.

By Lauren

So far, the pen and highlighter have spent the majority of the day working their way across my notebook.

My shoes were kicked off hours ago and I would be resting my feet on the chair next to me if it weren’t for this big oafy kid neeeeeeeeding to sit there to study. Ass.

I am literally ready to pull my hair out. Ready to go home and watch some crappy reality television. Ready to do anything but study. But I can’t; I have two finals tomorrow.

And I am in a sh*tty mood.

Not even my friends visiting me with a milkshake could shake me out of this funk.

I’m sure I am not alone.

I actually spent the past 30 minutes not doing what I am supposed to be doing (shocking, really) and playing on the internet instead. And, like a sign from heaven, I came across some very helpful information for dealing with the Taking-My-Finals blues.

Apparently, all it takes is some good food to lift me out of this funk.

Contrary to popular belief, however, ice cream/cake/cheese fries aren’t the answer. (Though they do sound amazing right now, don’t they?!) According to Joy Bauer – some really famous and really smart nutritionist – all we have to do to stay happy is eat foods packed with fiber and other good stuff like omega 3 fats and vitamin D. Just what I need to get through this last week of hell.

Good examples of these happy foods are:

Wild Salmon

Spinach

Skim Milk

Sunflower seeds

Blackberries

Gross examples are:

Sardines

Brussel sprouts

Ground flaxseeds

Simply incorporating these into your diet will give your body the boost it needs during these low and craptastic times. Maybe I should have had my friends bring me a spinach and feta omelette instead of that milkshake. Or some cookies and skim milk.

Perhaps then I wouldn’t be throwing my leftover Cheerios at the annoying kid across from me and cursing him under my breath.