Once again I've managed to skip most of my classes this semester. I'm not proud of it...for some reason I stop going to class half way through the semester. Of course there are always reasons...they vary by semester...but by now you think I would have learned my lesson? Yesterday I finally worked up the courage to email my English professor and beg him to help me pass his class. He asked me if I could meet him today at noon...he said he could: "use my help". So I thought to myself wtf? this is pretty sketch but I'm rather desperate...if I fail this class...this very easy class it will be the end of my career at UCONN. So meanwhile I worried all night and morning that he might make me answer questions regarding the material I never read. I pondered what he could have possible meant by "I could use your help". It turns out he just wanted me to alphabetize the classes hw's. While I was organizing the papers we discussed our personal addictions...he asked me if I had a cigarette on me to which I replied no...then he asked me if I smoked pot...and I again had to say no... I'm a bus driver. So in an effort to save myself I said... but I'm addicted to coffee! And he gave me this great idea!! He said: "On days like today coffee should come in higher dosages...the coffee machine should have a light sensor that adjusts caffeine levels based on the amount of sunlight." This is why I wanna be an engineer.