Coffee: I had been told that once I got to college I’d become addicted to coffee. I was skeptical. I hated the smell and the bitter taste and didn’t think I’d ever be able to get into it. I didn’t think I’d ever need it either. However, I decided to experiment just for the sake of experimenting.

Come Monday morning, a cold and rainy day, I found myself in the little cafe area in Student Union. I glanced at the menu and randomly picked out a Caffe Mocha. When i tried it, I was initially grossed out by the bitterness. But I couldn’t stop….. By the time I had to go to class, I had drained the entire cup.

And thus my experimentation began. Every day this week I have tried a new coffee drink from the little Starbucks. On Tuesday I had tried a Caffe Latte and absolutely HATED it. Too bitter. Wednesday I had a Caramel Machiatto and couldn’t taste the caramel or vanilla that was supposed to be in it. Later I learned I was supposed to stir it. Oops. And today I had a White Chocolate Mocha and it is, hands down, my favorite.

Clearly I am a mocha person. Undoubtedly.

My experimentation will continue next week. For sure.

Am I addicted?

Just a tad….

Midterms: I only really had one midterm this week, in cultural anthropology. I’m not normally someone who stresses out over exams, especially if I know the material. But for some reason I was nervous about the anthro midterm. It wasn’t the professor, who I love, and it wasn’t the subject. I actually find cultural anthro to be fascinating. It was more the fact that this was a college midterm and, being a freshman, I didn’t know what to expect. Was it going to be really hard? Was it going to take the seemingly easy information and twist it into something for complicated? I wasn’t sure. Much to my relief, the midterm was pretty good. I was pretty confident with a majority of my answers and only really had to guess a few.

I owe it to my professor for telling us everything, and I mean everything, that would be on the exam. Surely not all professors are kind enough to do that.

I might also owe it to my strange study habits. I find that in order to study I have to write out the information, memorize it, and then recite it out loud as though I were on a television show discussing the topic at hand,

Don’t judge. I swear I’m normal… kinda.

Such: I was sad that the Fall Fest was canceled. I love events that take place on the quad, especially since I’d never be able to attend events that take place late in the day. Late in the day for me would be after 4pm. I tend to linger on campus after my classes, just because I’m kind of in love with the place. But I was really looking forward to riding some bulls!

Yesterday, I was surprised to leave the library (where I chill after my last class every day) at 4 and see fire trucks outside of Remsen. I still have no idea what happened in there, but whatever it is seemed to have blown over, and I’m glad.