When I wake up in the morning I roll out of bed, do my hair and makeup, use the elevator to travel down eight flights of stairs, and then stand in a line just to get a meal. This is dorm life. When I was living in my cozy house in Sacramento, California I would just roll out of bed in my pajamas, run to the kitchen to grab breakfast, sit down at the table, and read the newspaper. I would not have to wait in a long line or care about my appearance. Most importantly, I would be eating a meal that I knew its nutritious value. Growing up I have always been conscious of my weight – I guess you could say I have always had to fight the battle. At home I was able to keep track of my calories and I knew exactly what was going in my body because I was preparing it. But on the campus of University of Washington I have no idea what kind of ingredients are in the Chicken Parmesan or the Pepperoni Pizza. Do not get my wrong, the food here is amazing but at the same time I am not able to enjoy the food because I know how processed the foods are that they are serving.
I never thought that I would say that I would miss my mom’s cooking or miss making dinner for the family but I do. I miss sitting down at the kitchen table with my family and eating a home cooked meal prepared by mom. I guess eating in a dorm is just another adventure of college living and going home will make that more enjoyable!
Friday, August 24, 2007
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