Life in a jar

I've seen a lot of people quote this one thing about a professor with a jar of golf balls and pebbles and sand and whatnot.  The story goes that the professor put the items in, one by one, starting with the golf balls and ending with the sand, while asking the students after each one if the jar is full.  Each time, the answer was yes, meaning that life can be full even without the tiny things, the sand.

However, I think what might be a bit more fitting would be ice tea.  The cup is still full with the ice in it, even if there's not much taste.  The tea would be the "little things" the things that fit between the gaps.  However, in the end, everything becomes a tiny thing.  This journey in finding that special someone, and all those break ups and heartbreaks?  Eventually will be insignificant.  Your grades and test scores?  Eventually will also be a tiny part of your life.  In the end, you'll just have a cup of small things.

I'm not sure where I was going with this.