A great deal of blah-blah on food and other things, urgh, mostly on food

The Buddha has once said: FREE FOOD is good
for you.

Ok~ok, that may have been from a different
source; nevertheless, the statement is still fabulously true. Food has always
meant a great deal to me, throughout my fast-fading childhood, adolescence, and
hopefully, adulthood. The relationship that we maintain with our food is always
tumultuous. Face it, everyone has to ask he/herself this question: am I with
FOOD, or against it. Don’t tell me that you have never been troubled by this
dilemma, LIER! (or maybe you are one of those shamelessly gifted people who
solely survives on tasty junk food, yet still look like a
million bucks.)

The
majority of the human specimens that I have encountered accumulate adipose
tissues and/or other unwanted physical attributes if, but not only if, they
succumb to FOOD. Since an acceptable, thin good appearance is now what
they call the key to success, the following categorization of people has arisen.
There are the FOOD lovers, they are the ones licking the cake mix bowl and
sucking their buffalo wing sauce stained fingers. Most important of all, they
don’t feel guilty when they order whipped cream on top of their hot chocolate.
There are the FOOD deniers, the ones munching on celery sticks as if they were
a delicacy, the ones who prefer death over a plate of hot, fuming poutine. And
there is the middle bunch, people like us, whose behavior tend to fluctuate
between the extremes. We haven’t declared truce with what we are eating, nor
are we determined enough to stomp off the battle ground.

I am,
somehow, digressing.

What I
initially intended to clear out of my chest is that:

I am very
fond of food, especially free food, up for grab.

That is why
I chose to stay at Marianopolis. The administration has discovered the
universal binding agent, a long time ago: free food on important (or not so important)
occasions.

I never
knew that the one bit from that (slightly burnt) macadamia cookie handed to me
on Open House Day, 2004, has sold my soul to the Dark Side. (I am not going to
tell you about the Fairemont bagel, complete with cream cheese, who waited for
me in a tray, outside the Financial Aid Office, nor the little green apple, all
shiny, without that hideous customary sticker, nicely packed into a box with dozens of
her siblings…)

Hhmm,
reminiscing…

All this is
just to say…

I read that
MIT offers free food (Kim “Free Food”), at least for the first three weeks
following admission.

Oh please,
please, dear Devil, come and tempt me.

 

Guys,never
forget the citation.

Kim,
Jessica S. http://www.mitadmissions.org/topics/misc/miscellaneous/free_food_1.shtml

 

P.S.

Has anyone
ever read books from the Series the Judge Dee? They are written by a
non-chinese, then translated… I am pleasingly surprised. Something from my
childhood memories….ahhhh~~~