The Freshman 15... or so they say

Being Nigerian, before college, I'd almost never heard of the Freshman 15. Those legendary pounds that you're supposed to put on in your first semester of school. So Seventeen and CosmoGirl mentioned them a few times, but I never really paid any notice because it was all alien to me. Until I got to Saint Leo. It turns out, not only have I gained the dreaded Freshman 15, but the name should be amended to the Freshman 75.

Yes, I have gained 75 whole pounds since August 20. Isn't that just swell? Now I have a closet full of clothes that I can't wear, but on the upside, it's made me quite creative about finding what to wear each day. I have 2 pairs of jeans that still fit, but they groan as I put them on, and one has already burst its seam in (thankfully) a discreet location. I began to suspect that all was not well when I wore my high-heeled boots to Mass one day, and during the walk back, my legs began to shake uncontrollably, all of their own accord. Turns out they couldn't support my weight in addition to the incline of the boots anymore. It was take off the boots or collapse on the sidewalk. When I got back to my room, I wiped the dirty soles of my feet with a napkin and hopped on the scale.......

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L-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-N-N-G-G-G S-I-L-E-N-C-E.................................

The next day, I decided to visit the more than well equipped gym, for the first time since I arrived at school, and for the third time in my entire life.....

.......The price we have to pay for pancakes...