Here’s one thing I haven’t written about.
I never really liked fried food until I stepped on this campus and there were suddenly onion rings every friday. Ice cream snuggled deep into freezers and I looked around, grimacing, hoping no one would notices me dig deep into the tank.
It is a mark of status not to eat.
The pretty girls don’t seem to eat.
or If they do eat they eat only salad- which quite frankly doesn’t do you much good in terms of whole health.
But I like carrots. My friend jack keeps them in his room, and somedays, I think I should focus on the carrots. Forget the chocolate.
Unfortunately, I don’t have that kind of will power.