Shit. Two weeks of thimble-sized coffee cups just changed to a semester of 12 oz. cardboard mugs, and I’m shaking over these keys like celebrities are walking past… Why did I think it would be a good idea to spend the extra $1.59 on coffee with my breakfast combo? I have no idea. Maybe it’s the draw of D’Angelo’s cafeteria, or maybe I’m shit-retarded, but I should’ve thought about the decision before I made it. Orange juice would’ve been a nice choice. Vitamin C is the natural jumpstarter for the morning-class bound body, and truth be told, I would’ve rathered a cold drink. Class starts in 18 minutes, and God knows I can’t write pen-to-page when I’m shaking like this, not to mention it’s a brand-new fucking class and I have approach anxiety for raising my voice to answer or give information. Damnit… don’t drink coffee people. Chances are (unless it’s Starbucks, in which case it’s already watered-down enough to be easy on the nerves) it’s not fair-trade, so a boycott is long overdue. Er - now I’m proobably just hating on coffee, so mind me or nevermind me. This is stupid. Let me check my eMail. =(
