I’m just going to come out and say it guys, I think we have an unhealthy snack addiction.
Gone are the days when the phrase ‘Oh, go on then, just the one,’ was what actually happened between intense, sugar-draining shorthand lessons or serious magazine meetings (lol).
Now, the mountain that has fabricated in the middle of the room has become somewhat of a shrine to saturated fats and, let’s face it, biscuit binge-induced regret.
Although it seems a travesty to deconstruct our tower of treats, I feel we owe it to ourselves to lay off the hobnobs for a bit.
I hate to say it guys, but I think the time has come for fruit (I know, ew) to rise to our aid and pull us back from the darkness of what has become intense snacking.
I knew the course would sculpt me into a better journalist, but I wasn’t expecting it to change my morals when it came to healthy eating (mum will be proud).
I’m sorry guys, but I think it’s for the best.
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