Food Journal

Tuesday Dinner (~9:30)Two Bowls of Rice, Pork with Cauliflower, Soup
During this night, I came home later than usual and found that my parents had already eaten dinner without me. However they did leave me with a lot of food, which I did not get to finish and sealed up to put into the refrigerator. Just like every other night, I had soup first and for that night it potato/carrot/pork bone soup. After I was done with that, I went to get a bowl of rice and ate that with the pork with cauliflower, using chopsticks like always. After I was done with that first bowl, I went to get a second bowl, because that night I was especially hungry. As I got the second bowl, I felt a slight sense of boredom so I went to play with my cat, which lasted about 2 minutes before I continued my second bowl of rice. Once again, I ate solely from the dish of pork with cauliflower, and completely neglected the fish that was also there, because I felt that it would have been too troublesome to spit out all the bones. Throughout the whole time, I felt kind of rushed because I wanted to get ready to go to bed since I came home so late. I also did not have the normal discussions that I had with my parents. I think it was partially due to the fact that they were already warped into their Chinese drama. As I was getting ready to sleep, I was thinking about the food staying in my system. I've heard previously that if you sleep within 2 hours after eating, you will not be able to digest the food more effectively which got me conscious for a while until I just said "Oh well."

Wednesday Breakfast (Never)Nothing
I usually do not eat breakfast because I think I've conditioned myself long enough that my body feels as though I do not eat it, because obviously I'm not hungry in the morning. So if I did eat breakfast, I feel like I am force-feeding myself and get full within the first two bites. And even though I do not normally eat breakfast, my mother insisted that I ate some bread, which I just ignored. But before I left school, I did take a bottle of Poland Spring water with me to school, so that I had something to drink whenever my mouth was dry or I was bored.

Wednesday Lunch (12:30~1:20)School Lunch: Meatballs, Milk, Fries
Like always, I get extremely hungry around 10 or 11 o'clock. And like always I look forward to lunch. But as I was eating lunch, I wasn't really paying attention to the food. I was just poking at my food with a plastic fork, hoping to get something on it, as I was working on my exhibition. But that soon ended, when Daniel, Dinorah and Quinn decided to take out the cards and play Chinese Poker. At that point, I was eating in between rounds. After lunch ended, I had no thought about lunch, rather I was wishing that we would have played one or two more rounds of Chinese Poker.

Wednesday Snack (~5:00pm)Ice Cream Bar
During this time, I was working on my exhibition and became extremely bored of typing. So I walked around my apartment, and once I passed by the refrigerator I opened it and took a look (this is a habit that I've developed before I even started going to school; the different colors found inside the refrigerator seems to brighten me up even when I'm not getting anything to eat). I found a few ice cream bars that my mom had bought, and took one to eat. I wasn't particularly hungry, just bored. So I took the ice cream bar into my room and ate it. As I was eating it, I was thinking about all the damage that the sugar and the coldness of the ice cream was doing to my teeth. I, then, looked at the label, and I saw that it had 1 gram of fiber, and thought "sweet, I'm getting my fibers." After I was done with it, I put the wrapper in a cup and felt very disappointed that it was already finished. I was thinking about getting another one, but then I thought, "it's going make me fat."

Wednesday Dinner (~Never)Nothing
This was one of the extremely rare occasions where I missed dinner. On this night, I feel asleep at around 8 o'clock. My mom made several attempts to wake me up, but I decided that I was more tired than hungry, so I continued to sleep for the next 11 hours. In the morning, I wasn't hungry and did not crave any food. But I did feel extremely tired, even after 11 hours of sleeping. And now that I think about it, it's been two nights in a row, where I did not have those endless discussions with my parents, which I miss. But surprisingly, I do not miss the feeling of properly sitting down and enjoying the food (if it was there to begin with).