Outdated Exercise and Noodles

This morning as I was sitting on the floor of my dorm lobby, eating my rice and noodles in peace and quiet, I was interrupted by a rather unusual sight. Five or six pajama-clad teenage girls took over the lobby and promptly started a workout, led by a buff "trainer" on a workout VHS tape that looked to be from the late eighties or early nineties. The video largely featured women wearing bright leotards and tights, in coordinating colors, all of whom looking as if they did not really need the workout. 

This did not disturb my noodle-eating, although it certainly had the potential to. I spent the majority of my breakfast laughing at the absurdity of the situation. Fortunately, noodles and laughing go together. If you hadn't figured it out by now, noodles are my favorite food. Hands down (What does hands down even mean?). Almost nothing can disturb me while I am eating noodles. I am a calmer and more rational person (yeah, right) when I eat noodles. They are magical. Just feed Karly noodles and she will be your friend for life. 

Aside from the craziness in the girls' dorm, I have had a reasonably good morning. I woke up on time, I haven't had any freak accidents involving hair straighteners and Silly Putty, and I am not stressing out about my chemistry test (although I probably should be, considering how little I have studied for that test).  How was your morning? Did it involve noodles? Or perhaps tea? Tell me about it in the comments.