Harsh Reality

So I've had this assumption for the last 2 years ever since I started here at the UofA that Panda Express was good for you. I mean, it's not a greasy cheeseburger so it has to be healthier than that. Granted, for a real nutritious meal you would go to IQ or just buy a banana from the On Deck Deli, but I figured that the entrees at Panda were still pretty good.

So apparently a serving of Orange chicken is 500 Calories! Holy crap! And one bowl of rice or chow mein is almost as bad. Yeah, it's different ratios of proteins and carbs and fats an stuff so the rice is better for you if you can bun it off. But I'm just in a slight sate of disbelief. It's as if one of your best friends went and stabbed a knife through your heart. And seeing as a serving of Orange Chicken is like 28g of fat per serving, it might be doing just that.

Obviously some stuff is better for ya. The beef and broccoli is actually still pretty good for ya. And the Mandarin chicken without that delicious, tangy sauce is only half as caloric as the Orange chicken. But still, I'm just left in a quandary about where I'll be going to eat now. I know a couple of other people had had revelations about Panda awhile back, but I thought me and Panda were gonna stick it out like best buddies or something.

And I really need to buckle down and work on my homework for my classes. 65% on the first homework assignment is not a good sign. And the prof won't sacle in that class, either. The class is Statics on steroids, and so is the professor. All those late nights working with Brent, trying to figure out all the moments and the internal stresses, it's back and with vengeance on its mind.

I'm worried that I like my Psych 101 class so much. It's making me... reconsider some things.