It’s a thing.
A thing I recently developed last semester.
In the last month or so of last semester, I was always hungry. I was eating at all hours of the day. 3 a.m.? No problem. I was up writing those papers I had procrastinated on, anyways.
I was seriously beginning to wonder if something was wrong with me. If I had some sort of illness that caused me to be hungry ALL THE TIME. Maybe I should go to a doctor? No time, though!
Eventually, it dawned on me that I had a lot on my plate. I was freaking stressed out. And my body might be reacting with this constant hunger.
As a matter of fact, it was.
The end of the semester came and went.
I felt much more relaxed and my constant hunger went away.
Here we enter the last 2 weeks of spring semester 2015. a.k.a. my last semester of undergraduate classes ever.
And the stress hunger has begun. again. Next to me as I write this post is a banana peel. The banana? I just ate it. Because I was hungry. In the middle of the day.
I have a lot to do in the next week. A lot of due dates. A lot of deadlines. I’m presenting undergraduate research on Saturday. Oh yeah, and there’s that future that I should probably be thinking about.
I try to eat pretty healthy, including my snacks. That’s easier said than done as a college student, though. Lucky for me, I scored a bunch of free bananas last night! Better eat them before they all go bad on me!
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Oh man, I can’t wait for dinner. I’m still hungry.