gahhhhhh.

so i wrote out a potential schematic for my major(s). i have 8 credits in major a. i need 12. how in the name of swiss cheese and studebakers did this happen?

in other news, coffee is a strange substance. when first plied with it by a mischievous young fellow, it had little affect other than that of a runny nose, flushed cheeks, and the occasional hiccup. however, at college, it is a wholly different story. sans fellow, i am left to my own devices regarding caffeine, no hansom regulator in sight. this means i drink coffee every day before class. usually this works out rather well; it keeps me warm, gives my hands something to hold onto other than my bike handle-bars, ensures that my nose is still working. today something went awry. after slowly and with a moderation unusual in my demeanor, is sipped my medium coffee in my first class. not five minutes after swallowing the last dregs, i was as jittery as a school girl left alone with some polly pockets and mountain of "pep". it was a disaster. i'm rather surprised that my professor didn't approach me after class to check my bag for illicits. what am i to do? this is bad. maybe some jay-z will help.