Monday, February 07, 2005
God, this is what hell must be like. The fruit at the tip of your fingers that's perpetually out of reach, the drop of water falling so close to your parched lips that never quenches your thirst, and worst of all, sleep that beckons so invitingly to your exhausted eyes but slams the door in your face just as you're about the cross the threshold to bliss.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is now 4 in the morn and I am STILL running off a caffeine high from 6:45PM. I have a chem lab tomorrow, a genetics midterm on wednesday and a chem midterm and paper on thursday, none of which I have adequately prepared for. This GODDAMN COFFEE JUST WON'T LET ME TAKE A BREAK!!!!
Please, sleep, come to me. *sobs*
I think someone at Second Cup put drugs in my coffee.
