How to eat well at college: Ditch the junk food and get cooking

Mon, Aug 18, 2014, 01:00

The old saying “you are what you eat” is a truly sobering thought. Especially considering how many days this year I had biscuits for breakfast. Too many.I am starting second year as a film and TV student, so I have decided to give you the insider’s guide to food at college.

Food at college might inspire the mental image of a student eating beans on toast for three months straight. The sad thing is, that is what I aspired to be.

My Leaving Cert taught me how to calculate velocity and work 12-hour days. I can greet you in Chinese and yet I could not cook anything useful besides brownies until very recently.

Last August my Mum earnestly tried to tell me all the things you can do with an egg or potato. However, I was forward-thinking to independence, to freshers’ week and ditching school uniforms. I was excited. Healthy eating didn’t feature on my agenda at all.

Essentially, I was spoiled where food was concerned.

I never questioned where it came from or how it was cooked. I didn’t appreciate how much I took it for granted. Of course, this was to change when faced with the reality of a budget.


First trip to supermarket

It was on my first trip to the supermarket that I realised it might not be easy to eat well at college. I burned with the injustice. I noticed we live in an Ireland where it is cheaper to buy a pack of fruit biscuits than to get real fruit.


For a while, I tried a bland wholesome diet. It worked – for a while, but my patience dwindled. Bit by bit, junk food seemed to be a viable option. In my naivety, I thought: why have chicken when you can save money and have noodles? Gradually, standards slipped until I eventually found myself eating biscuits for breakfast.

Make no mistake, there’s nothing worse than biscuits before noon. The sweetness is sickening and confusing. It’s like having dessert at 7am. This had to stop.

It wasn’t long until my rock-star lifestyle came to a head. Too late, I realised junk food was a false economy. Although my budget had more scope for leisure, I was distant in class, nodding off on the bus and possibly anaemic.

That was the morning I cornered my “breakfast”. I brashly threw the biscuits in the bin, having triumphed over corporate greed, lies and above all: custard creams. Yes, my dignity was in pieces and my blood sugar soaring.

However, they are gone and not coming back. I was hungry, fatigued, but at least I was not defeated.

Afterwards, for the first time, I made a meal plan. It meant my budget was stricter; I couldn’t make impulse buys or live frivolously. However, the upsides were unreal. I felt revived.

Sign In

Forgot Password?

Sign Up

The name that will appear beside your comments.

Have an account? Sign In

Forgot Password?

Please enter your email address so we can send you a link to reset your password.

Sign In or Sign Up

Thank you

You should receive instructions for resetting your password. When you have reset your password, you can Sign In.

Hello, .

Please choose a screen name. This name will appear beside any comments you post. Your screen name should follow the standards set out in our community standards.

Thank you for registering. Please check your email to verify your account.

We reserve the right to remove any content at any time from this Community, including without limitation if it violates the Community Standards. We ask that you report content that you in good faith believe violates the above rules by clicking the Flag link next to the offending comment or by filling out this form. New comments are only accepted for 3 days from the date of publication.