The Great Popcorn Revival

This afternoon, I whipped up some Instant Friday with what I like to call, "The Great Popcorn Revival." I don't even remember the last time I had some delicious, buttery microwave popcorn; now I want to eat popcorn every day. I want to make meals out of popcorn.

So, after a long draining day of school, I skipped the gym, came home, slipped into some pajama pants, threw a bag in the micowave, popped open a Cherry Coke, laid on the couch, and watched some OC re-runs. Suddenly, it felt like I was twelve-years-old, and it was Friday. I remember when Friday Nights connoted Popcorn, Rented Movies, and Slumber Parties. Minus the slumber party part, I felt like I was back in 6th grade. Now, I only wish I had another bag of popcorn. (Where are the boyscouts when you need them?)