Appetite, o appetite

Where for art thou appetite?! I woke up this morning with more anger at an alarm clock than I can reasonably explain (oh spring break, you were too short!) and absolutely zero desire to eat any sort of breakfast, nevermind the full breakfast that a good little worker-bee student such as I should ideally be eating. So after hitting snooze three times and getting up at the last possible second, I groggily grabbed a banana on my way out the door.

After class, my appetite was slightly resurfacing so I picked up a tall, non-fat latte and some trail mix from Starbucks. I'm not so much a fan of Starbucks coffee but was feeling too lazy to walk back down the flight of stairs to grab something from the school cafeteria and I really wanted that Starbucks trail mix. It is delish; the cranberries are orange infused!

[a] Lunch didn't happen at the normal time either; I was still "full" from the trail mix (which I guess makes sense since I downed 2.5 servings of the stuff). But by the time my French class let out I was slightly ravenous, or at least that's how it seemed, so I had a Dannon low-fat/all-natural strawberry yogurt with a handful of Kashi Vive (the vanilla-graham flavor - very very very appetizing), half a lavash with hummus, and some dried cranberries/papaya.
> Now I'm sitting in my favorite little coffee shop with a glass of iced tea and wondering if a) I should go for a run and b) if I'll want anything to do with dinner. I'm thinking that a run would do my appetite good...