I don't think there is any such thing as the freshman 15 here. At least not in my building. Most people I know, including myself, have lost weight since coming here. Yesterday I sat in my kitchen with two freshman boys and listened to them discuss the nutritional value of their dinner, wanting to make sure they were eating enough calories (I told them to keep knocking back those pints and they'd be fine).
I guess there are two main reasons for this. One is that we all have to cook for ourselves, and we don't really know how to do that. The most popular food items being cooked in our flat are: spaghetti and tomato sauce, boiled potatoes, toast, cereal, pasta with tuna and mayo (george), cheese toasties, canned soup, fried eggs, ramen noodles, anything premade that you just have to heat up, and tap water. Just kidding, we don't cook the tap water.
The other reason is that we hardly ever eat out. I read in the paper that London is currently the most expensive city in the world to go out to dinner. Apparently a relatively nice meal costs around 40 pounds a head. Not that I would know, because I have only gone out to dinner twice, and both times it cost like 10 or 12 pounds, which was way too much for my budget anyway. I am thinking of maybe trying to pick up some older guy in a business suit at a bar so that he will feed me. But for now, there are too many other things to spend money on, so I will stick to my super noodles. Food schmood, I say.
Oh yeah, and walking. I forgot about walking.
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