So today, considering that it's Monday, I had school. Same old, same old. I got up and got ready and subconsciously poured some Frosted Flakes and milk into a bowl, and I was sitting there, munching away, reading a magazine, and then BAM it hit me like I was drinking soda in a V8 commercial. How old is this milk? I thought. We've been gone for 2 days... I leapt from my chair and dashed over to the sink with my bowl and dumped its barely touched contents in it.
It turns out the milk was fine and I'm just some neurotic crazy person, but I didn't have time to eat anything else. So basically I spent the whole morning trying to stop my stomach from roaring like my dog Sammy does whenever she sees old people. But luckily, lunch was upon me. APG, Marg, Tyty and I pushed our way through the lunch line, and not wanting to wait anymore, we grabbed plates of mac and cheese. BAD. CHOICE. LESSON. LEARNED.
The "mac and cheese" was more like "Snooki-colored starch and water." We struggled to swallow our first bites and then ran to the salad bar. And I'm sorry, I do not consider lettuce and oil to be a fulfilling meal, and evidently neither does my stomach.
Yeah. Science class was not fun. I thought I was going to pass out. And the Science room was so darn hot. And I had to pee. And I had to take a quiz. And it was not. fun.
Lesson learned: Check the expiration date on the milk before throwing away your whole breakfast.
What about you guys? Has missing breakfast/any meal messed up your day once?