Also, last night one of my roommates decided she was going to make pasta for everyone. Now. One box feeds 4-6 people. That allows for more than two servings per person (math from the side of the box, for the four of us). SHE MADE TWO ENTIRE BOXES OF PASTA FOR FOUR PEOPLE! Thank god I had a good excuse to skip... the plate she made for me before I told her I wasn't eating literally had bow ties falling off the side. So did hers, and she ate the entire thing. (before I continue, I'd just like to disclaim: I have eaten that and more during a bad binge. I'm just in a ranting mood and a little touchy from not eating much). I had to leave the room while she was eating because not only did she finish the entire plate, she finished it while chomping, slurping, and smacking her lips the whole time.
It highly annoys me, because then sometimes she goes to me: "I need to eat healthy and lose weight, let's only buy fruits and vegetables this week okay? Want to join me?" OKAY, FIRST POINT. That's all I buy at the store anyway. Second, when she does this, she doesn't include pasta-- all veggies are cooked along with a plate of pasta. She eats 1/4 to 1/2 a pack of spaghetti for lunch, which kind of cancels out the idea of eating healthy by adding some tomatoes and squash! She literally has no clue about serving size-- like she actually thinks that's an okay portion to eat for a meal. Also, her snack of choice when studying, is a jar of nutella. The whole thing is usually consumed in one sitting.
I think it bothers me so much because she eats all that and literally thinks nothing of it, and I've eaten that much (and more) during a binge and feel like a disgusting piece of filth. I think I'm inwardly jealous of her naivete. But sort of not-- I shudder at how much weight I would gain.
Also. I really want to try the pasta. It smells so good, and there's an enormous bowl in the fridge. But I'm not going to. I'm not going to. I'm not going to.
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