The Importance of Eating Healthily in College

The Importance of Eating Healthily in College

It's more important than you think.


It wasn't until I went back home this winter vacation did I realize how good I had it in high school. Being from an Asian-American family, I'm partial to the home-cooked scents of beef noodle soup, steamed buns and fresh bok choy- at home, I gladly reunited with the foods that reminded me so much of my childhood. However, it was not until I went home this past break did I realize how the food I ate affected me.

Personally, I always catch myself feeling exhausted at school: whether it is during the day, in class or when I crawl into bed at night- I always find myself saying to people "I'm so tired". It's true that there are long nights of studying and days where I am continuously running around, but looking back it diminishes my time commitments compared to high school. Going to school at 7:00AM, athletics straight after school going until 6PM, eating dinner and then starting all my homework for the day- 3 classes a day in college seems like nothing in comparison. That leads me to constantly wonder, why am I so tired?

Going home this past winter, I was extremely busy. I was way less stressed, true, but I was working at the fim I had interned at this past summer and I was also teaching yoga classes everyday. However, I powered through each day with energy and excitement, and often didn't feel tired throughout the day. I felt like if I did the same thing at school, I would barely be able to wake up in the morning. I came to the realization that the food I was eating made a huge difference in my energy levels. At home, the food I was eating was fresh and home-cooked, I'm lucky enough to have a mother that is amazing at cooking both American and Chinese cuisine who at every meal provides a variety of foods and vegetables, all fresh, healthy, and consistent.

At school, my eating habits are haphazard at best. My number of meals can range from 1-4, and oftentimes I eat whenever I can or whenever I feel like walking to the various dining halls around campus, and oftentimes I eat the first thing I find that looks vaguely appetizing. This has skewed toward the more unhealthy side, including foods like pizza, fries, flatbreads and pasta- while (sometimes) delicious, causes major blood sugar spikes and extreme tiredness throughout the day. Additionally, I constantly feel like I'm on the edge of being sick. What I've learned from these past months if that your eating habits have a huge impact on your energy levels and your health, and that keeping a consistent routine while making and creating healthy habits can make your life quality so much better.

Social pressures, long days and not having home cooked meals can derail your efforts in creating a better and healthier lifestyle, especially in college. However, keeping it in the front of your consciousness is the easiest way to make small changes without trying. By making health a priority, your quality of studying, your happiness, energy levels, and overall life satisfaction will increase. Self-care is near impossible in college, but making an active effort to be more conscientious about your nutrition is something small that can go a long way.

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To The Best Friend That Turned Into A Stranger

We were the type of friends that were so close people would mistake us for sisters. Then we went to college.


When you hear the world soulmate you think of the person you're destined to spend the rest of your life with.

The person you marry, have kids with, and love unconditionally for the rest of your life. For me, I found my soulmate. Not in a boy, but in a best friend.

We were the type of friends that were so close people would mistake us for sisters.

Some even thought my little sister was your twin. We did everything together, and quickly you became apart of my family. I think you spent the last 4 years staying at my house more than your own. Even when I was 10 hours away at college you were still there with my family.

We went through the ups and downs of high school together.

We were there for each other through every heartbreak, trauma, and loss. Even 549 miles away from each other, I knew you would be there anytime I needed you because we always stuck by each others sides.

We even got tattoos together, because we were the type of friends that would never not be in each other's lives. When people saw me, they saw you. If you weren't around, they would ask where you were.

Until everything fell apart, I left college and you went to college.

We didn't see each other as often as we did but we still talked. I could feel you pulling away and I didn't know why. You found a new friend, and i am so happy you did because the last thing I would want, would for you to be alone in college. But you quickly replaced me. You would come home during breaks and spend 1 day with me and the rest with her.

The reasoning why you said you weren't spending time with me was hurtful, and it's not something I'll mention here. But just know it hurts. Asking for you to give me back the key I gave you for my house hurt.

I know you've been through a lot, and even after all the fighting, I reached out to you.

Because I will always care about you and love you like a sister. But you can only try so hard to fight for someone that doesn't want to be in your life anymore.

I hope you find pure happiness, you deserve it. Just know I miss you and I always will. No one prepared me for the pain I would feel when losing my soulmate.

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When You Give A Girl A Sister

She is my built-in best friend from the Lord.


She is my answered prayer, but I began as hers, literally. She prayed for me in the bathtub at the age of 7 years old, and she specifically asked God for a baby sister. A majority of our family thought that I was a boy, but the Lord and Rebekah had other plans. From the beginning, we were meant to be together.

She is 7 years older than me, but the average person cannot tell that by the way we act together. We laugh, scream, and talk a little (maybe a lot) too loud. She holds the key to my heart.

Today, we were on the phone and I cried to her. I did not cry tears of sadness, but of pure joy. I cried because we were talking about all of our plans for the weekend and a possible hike on Monday after my first final. It is conversations like those that remind me of where I came from and why I never want to forget my roots.

I grew up in a very close family, and my sister and I are the epitome of close. She knows exactly when to call me or just come over to cheer me up. She is the first person I call when anything happens, whether it is good or bad. She is my true bestie.

We no longer live in the same house as each other, but distance makes these hearts grow fonder. Each time we get to see each other is like the first time, but it always gets better.

We normally don't go a long time without each other, but if I'm being honest, sometimes it feels like FOREVER. We may grow up, move, get married, have nieces and nephews for each other, but we will always be sisters first (this is a reference to a book that she gave me a while back as a Christmas gift about our favorite set of sister).

Rebekah, I love you more than you could ever know. You have gotten married and left the nest, but my love for you as my sister will never leave, but instead, it will always grow. I cannot wait to see you soon (probably tomorrow, actually).

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