"What is going on in the cup?!" ... and other hungry situations.

I already established that allergies suck. Because all the meals served at frosh is bbq and pizza, that just makes the money I paid so not worth anything. I skip meals because there's nothing I can eat, and sometimes I just gnaw on my Nature Valley oat bars that I bring with me. Pizza is the norm for our free meals.



For the first lunch, there was pizza AGAIN, so I went over to the Arts Frosh tent with this other girl I met to ask if they could give me a hotdog without the bread. I saw paper plates of rice all over the grass, and I was SO happy about that.. only to find out that that was for another frosh, and that Science Frosh had pizza. So I go up to the Arts tent and told him that I was allergic to wheat and dairy, and that Science Frosh was serving pizza, and that I HAD NOTHING TO EAT.

You know what he said? NO. And that there were Arts ppl that haven't gotten their food yet, and that this was only for Art Froshies. I was so pissed off. He was so mean. So he couldn't even find it in him to give me one skinny, flimsy thing of a hotdog WITHOUT the bread? Did he really think that the food supplies were so low it was CRUCIAL not to give away even a tiny morsel of food? I was so hungry I felt like crying.



At one lunch they had bbq, and I was so hungry I lined up and asked if I could perhaps have TWO pieces of meat, a hotdog and a meat patty, in my plastic cup (which is used for beer, but I snatched it to use as a container). It was SO repulsive eating meat like that. Just plain meat is pretty gross, unless you mean ribs or steak. Which is okay with side dishes.

They said okay, and I got a giant hot dog and a meat patty sticking out of my see-through plastic cup. Eww. And then I had to put some ketchup on it. This girl beside me was like, "What is going on in that cup?!" Ugh. I said, "I don't even want to know."