Usually, holy shit moments are life changing and all that.  Some, however are like hidden gems, except it's of the opposite effect where you say Holy Shit because something holyshitty bad just happened to you. 

A perfect example of a good "Holy Shit" moment is when Ashley Merriman, Top Chef competitor is cooking for Joel Robuchon.  I don't blame her for it since the man is the Chef of the Century after all, and that he's eating her food.

On the other hand, my holy shit moments are nothing equivalent to meeting Robuchon, or even close to a Top Chef competitor.  For instance, I just realized that the hundred dollars haven't gone yet from my bank account for my Intern payment.  This HS moment now puts me in a very unbalanced position between sleepy, motivated to do homework, cranky, worried and all of those other emotions in between.

It's only 10 in the evening, and I'm freaking tired from everything, then all of a sudden one of my friends tells me that she should be studying for her math midterm and "toodles".  Reminds me of my first math test this friday to which I still have to finish the homework for, but have no motivation for it - Great, another holy shit moment.

Anyways, I'm going to end this blog on this note and follow Phil Hellmuth's new poker game advice:  Go with my gut instinct, and go for everything hard.  Sleeping would be a paradoxical way to do it, but it should get me more buzzed than the energizer bunny by tomorrow.