Almost everyone I know, including myself, lost weight. There are probably loads of reasons why, but my deal was that the food in the cafeteria next to my dorm was prone to making people ill, and I stayed stressed anyway so I hardly ever ate. But sophomore year, I finally filled out a little (in high school, I was built like a praying mantis or a tobacco stick, take your pick) so I gained a few pounds, but I was glad to see it because it made my pants fit better and it got my grandmother to quit remarking on how skinny I was.
