Ah college food, nothing sounds sweeter to my ears.
Breakfast
Sunrise BLT (BLT with eggs)
Cheesecake
Pibb Soda
Yogurt with granola
Lunch
Cheeseburger
3rd Frappucino for the day
M&m’s
Salad
Dinner
Panini
Cake
Ice Cream
Soda/Iced Tea
Snacks are littered throughout and include generic brand ‘nilla wafers and lots of m&m’s.
It should therefore come to no surprise that I might have succumbed to the summer camp 15. No, not the freshman 15, summer camp 15, where in 6 weeks I gain as much weight humanly possible because I am away from home and can in fact eat cake for breakfast. Mmmm.
But why do people, when away from home decide to indulge themselves in the most sinful of foods (chocolate cake at 11 PM, SEX IN THE MOUTH!!!)? I know that I’ve gained weight. Pants that were once loose are now bodysuits. I cannot walk stairs in them without feeling the ass seam strain above the new layer of fat under my skin. Bending over, a big part of my job (do not laugh, it really is), has become a hassle. The pants manage to both tighten and fall at the same time, leaving me helplessly exposed in front of male colleagues.
Will I stop? I keep telling myself that it is only three more weeks of sweet sweet deliciousness, but I wonder, will I pay the price when I realize that I can only fit in sweats and t-shirts when I return? What do I do? I do not want to succumb to the torture of depriving myself of food (unlike semi-bitchy Anorexic Eurasian) and yet at the same time I’m too poor to buy a new wardrobe.
Fuck. Having a female metabolism sucks.
Jose
