I remember being 10 and going through phases with my food. I would only drink Sunny D for a while, and then the moment my mom got the bulk bottle I would be over it. I moved on, I explained to my silly mother, onto bigger and better things, like Cup of Noodles. When I say these fads lasted a while, they were realistically a week or so. But I was 10, and the idea of a week was complex.

I like to think that I’m less obsessive and that my personality is not as addictive-prone as it was when I was younger, but I’m exactly the same. Right now my obsession is cereal, specifically Corn Pops. I am not a fan of sugary cereal usually, but Corn Pops, oh man, words can’t explain how great they are.

The guy who works the sandwich line in the breakfast dining hall on campus knows when I’m going to ask for the soymilk from the fridge.

“You just get this certain look in your eyes,” he told me this morning.

Last week I was into Fritos. I’m excited to see what next week will be.