Snack time

In my wildest dreams i never imagined food as an issue in college life.  Peolple who know me and love know my issues.  Belive me when i say food is not one of them.  When i can not fit into my jeans i simply whatch the things i put in my mouth.  Nourishment consists of mountain dew and doritos.  When i am on a weight loss mission the sight, smell and thought of food is blocked from the senses.  After about a week i slip on those to tight jeans and snap them proudly shut.  Then my erratic eating style kicks back into high gear. 
So i wrangle my car into the parking lot not giving my lack of breakfast a thought.  My mom always made sure me and my sister had breakfast, i also do so for my children.   Lately, my schedule allows me to quickly suck down a fountain mountain dew and chew a piece of long lost trident at the bottom of my purse.  I was mortified when my growling stomach would not quiet itself in class. I feel the entire class can hear my moans and groans.  There was no way to blame anyone else.  I notice a fellow student sucking on a peppermint.  As his tongue maneuvered that candy around his mouth  and against his teeth, i just close my eyes.  Could he just chew the dumb thing up and swallow it.  Somebody was chomping their Hubba Bubba.  There was no snapping or popping involved because she smiled and talked with her mouth open.  It was like watching dirty laundry roll around in the washing machine.  Please close your lips before i PUKE!  Right then and there i made a decision.  When i lay out my kids clothes for the next day, i would lay something for me to munch on the next day.  Many classmates may snack durning class and listen intently.  My future preoccupation shall be the ingestion of info .