I just drank an entire bottle of Starbucks Coffee.

Whoops. I came back to my dorm just for one reason--to nap, but unfortunately now the caffiene buzz will keep me going...and going...and going...and going...and going.

I stayed up until a little past 3 AM last night. Big mistake. I could barely keep my eyes open in psychology. It was one of those so-called important lectures. Furthermore, I didn't understand all the abstract material that we're going through.
Physiology...phenomenonology...behavior...stimulus..= psychology???

I realized what I had been going through the entire last week. buncha mush. In the morning, I woke up to the boom of my roommate's alarm clock. Obviously, she didn't really watch the volume. Tsk tsk. When I returned from my morning wash, I suddenly was seized by dizziness. I remember my mom telling me that she went through the same thing when she was my age. Sitting on my bed this morning, I felt nearly faint. I took several deep breaths. That helped somewhat. However, the state of sickness stayed with me all morning until sleepiness hit me in the middle of the pyschology lecture. How ironic.

After my English class, I went down to Telegraph to withdraw money from my checking account. I realized how powerful a card made out of plastic can be. A simple magnetic barcode can contain so many numbers...!!!

Reason for odd behavior last week: Hormonal imbalance.

I am still thinking though...do I need a therapist? Eventually. Last year I hypothesized that I would suffer a nervous breakdown my first year in college. Let's prove that hypothesis wrong.