Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Lazy glutton

I always make bad decisions. No matter what it is. Whether it putting off working on a paper by blogging like I'm doing right now or like what happened a little earlier.

For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to eat like four platefuls of spaghetti. I know it's too many calories, but hey, I love spaghetti. And stuffing myself had sort of become a thursday nigtht tradition for me. In other words, I do it all the time, no big deal.

So the spaghetti was all delicious and all. I finished it, talked to some people on Facebook, and since time had passed I thought it would be a good idea to have some dessert: two chocolate marshmallow eggs. After that, I was finally gonna start my paper, so I had to have a caffeinated orange juice beverage so I could stay awake to write my paper.

As I sat there, trying to think out an outline, I realized my tummy was really full. Then I had to lay down. I figured let it all digest and it will be fine. But my tummy ache got so bad that I couldn't even listen to fast songs on my iPod because that made it worse.

Then the feeling of having to throw up started creeping up on me. I tried to fight it off like I always do, with my mantra, "I don't have to throw up, I don't have to throw up." But it didn't work. And as I sat on the floor by the toilet, I couldn't help but to think, "This is much less annoying when you're drunk."

Still haven't started that paper...

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Fish are friends, not food

Some of you know that I have wanted to become a vegetarian for a while now. I had cut back on my meat intake, but it wasn't practical to stop all together since I still live with my parents and don't pay for my own food.

Well, today we happened to watch a video in my philosophy (we were talking about persons vs objects) called "Meet your Meat." It's a video from PETA, but don't let that put you off. As my philosophy teacher pointed out, not listening their argument just because you don't like them is a logical fallacy (which we just took a test on).

After watching this video, I realized that I could not put off vegetarianism just because it wasn't "practical". It's horrible how some (most) animals are treated before they get killed for food. Please watch this video (because I'm sure none of you did when I posted the link on facebook). It's okay to look away at some parts- I did.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

You can't make me stop

For the past two days, every time I go to my freezer to get some ice cream, I get attacked. Freeze pops, frozen pizza, and that noodly stuff with the meat inside that I don't like, all fall on me and the floor. Then I have to pick them up and start a balancing act to get them back in. By the time everything is arranged, my fingers are so cold I don't even want to touch the ice cream anymore.

After I put the ice cream in my bowl, I have to put the ice cream container back and the irritating process is repeated. All of this just for a little ice cream. It's like it doesn't want me to have ice cream. "You shouldn't be eating this because you never exercise so I'm going to make it difficult for you."

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Hablas espanol?

Today I ditched school. No, just kidding, but I had a field trip so I didn't have to go to any of my classes. For AP Spanish, we went to the Art Institute where we had folding stools to sit on and contemplate the art and where the lady showing us around kept getting lost due to construction. Then we went to a tapas restaurant for lunch. I decided I had to at least try everything (yum, goat cheese), and everything was tasting great until I got to this mushroom with green stuff in it. When I was chewing it I thought I was going to barf. There was no way I could swallow it. I had to spit it out. The chocolate cake was really good (yeah, I was eating chocolate cake while you were in class). Then we got to go home early.

PS. Sorry I don't know how to make an upside-down question mark or a tilde.