coffee
Coffee.Coffee.Coffee
I was never really a coffee person before I came to university but already today I have had two cups. What happened to me?!?
My dad always drank coffee at home and for the longest time I wanted to be able to drink it too but I was one of the sad recipients of the “Drinking coffee too young will stunt your growth” myth. I always wanted to be tall so I was so afraid that if I drank coffee I would end up very, very short. Much to my joy, I am tall…almost too tall in my opinion. But back to my point, I NEVER had coffee. Then when my parents decided (or got too tired of me begging) I could finally have a taste of this heavenly drink that everyone seemed enamored with *drum roll* I didn’t like it. I was horrified, I just assumed that my taste buds were off and pretended to like it just so I could prove that I hadn’t waited for nothing. So I went through a “I will drink it anyway to prove I’m not a wimp” phase. Eventually though, I just couldn’t handle it anymore…I really didn’t like the stuff. So then I resorted to tea, I LOVE tea. I drink all kinds of tea, but my favorite teas are very much not caffeinated. I was okay with that for a while; back when I actually got sleep. But now being in university I need something to wake me up for my 8:30 class in the morning, especially after staying up till 2:30 the last night attempting to work on a paper. So I tried out the coffee thing again. It’s amazing, it wakes me up and keeps me going…for the most part. Even though the coffee in our cafeteria is not exactly the best out there (it’s actually pretty disgusting). I put up with it because it does wonderful things to my mental processes…it actually gives me some.





