At school...nothing to eat.
Well, actually, I do have stuff to eat. It's just not healthy (right now in my bag I have Bottle Caps, Nerds, SweeTarts, SweeTarts jelly beans, and a half-eaten bag of Doritos). I'm happy to say that my tastes are maturing, and that junk food doesn't satisfy me the way it used to (that's the main reason that all that candy is still in my bag). The only problem is that at school, the foods that I have access to are 95% junk food. And the other 5% aren't convenient or aren't good (example: the chicken ceasar salads at the UC are disgusting).
So what ends up happening? I'm emotionally sickened by the fact that all I can eat is chips and I just don't eat anything. Or I buy and eat the chips and then feel physically and emotionally sick. It amazes me every day that I can wake up and get out of bed, because I treat my body like shit. It's nothing short of a miracle, and an obvious illustration of the fact that God does exist.
This is probably some new eating disorder that will eventually be named after me. You just wait and see.
P.S. I turned in my recital paper yesterday. I haven't even been able to reward myself with the grocery trip that I promised myself because of stupid UT opera. We have two dress rehearsals today (4-7 and then 8:30-11:30). Whoopee.
So what ends up happening? I'm emotionally sickened by the fact that all I can eat is chips and I just don't eat anything. Or I buy and eat the chips and then feel physically and emotionally sick. It amazes me every day that I can wake up and get out of bed, because I treat my body like shit. It's nothing short of a miracle, and an obvious illustration of the fact that God does exist.
This is probably some new eating disorder that will eventually be named after me. You just wait and see.
P.S. I turned in my recital paper yesterday. I haven't even been able to reward myself with the grocery trip that I promised myself because of stupid UT opera. We have two dress rehearsals today (4-7 and then 8:30-11:30). Whoopee.