The life of a coffee major
In the past few weeks, I have noticed a significant change in my life: I have become quite the caffeine addict. I’ve always been a soda drinker, but now I have a new poison of choice, and that is the sweet nectar of the Starbucks gods – coffee. Preferably a café mocha, but since it’s the holiday season, I’ve been leaning more toward the much-revered peppermint mocha.
I blame this on my major. The stress and fast-paced journalism world is already wearing down on me and I’m only halfway through college. We joke in the Gargoyle lab about how com majors tend to have the sickest (as in “most twisted,” not “coolest”) sense of humor, but that it’s only to keep from crying and being depressed all the time about the terrible events in the world.