Eat, drink and be merry
By Gyra Chan | January 26, 2011I love myself and I hate myself, but my diet starts tomorrow. I am perpetually hungry. Literally, there isn't really a time I can remember when I was too stuffed to eat more. I mean, I may have said I couldn't take another bite, but that was a matter of tricking myself into thinking for a moment that I could maybe practice some vague self-control to avoid the actual physical discomfort of a full belly. There's something about college that makes me eat like I'm one of those starving third-world country kids on the commercials who, by some strange twist of fate, found herself in a supermarket with Oprah's AMEX. When I'm at home, I eat a very "normal" amount of food (note: I mean normal for a chick who has a butt big enough to cause some Richter scale movement when she hops out of bed), but I pretty much eat my three meals and call it a day. On the other hand, when I'm at school I eat breakfast, a snack, lunch, dessert, a snack, dinner, a snack, second dinner, and then, let's be real, probably another snack if I'm staying up late. It's not like I burn more calories at school; it's not like my meals are any smaller; it's not like I'm eating for two.