I looked up at the ceiling, my head still throbbing painfully while trying to study for my calculus test. I'm supposed to be smart, but I'm just a girl, a young, confused girl. Integration, area under curve, applications of differentiation. Are we even supposed to be learning this at 15 years old?! My study schedule has heavily affected my lifestyle. My sleep, my meals, they are very inconsistent. It is either feast or famine, either I sleep for days or don't sleep at all.
I downed another espresso, its effects have slowly been wearing off on me. It is as if I have developed an immunity for them. I can down 4 at a go and still feel sleepy. The fragrant scent of coffee beans are starting to get irritating, you would feel it too if you had to sniff them every other night.
Enough mathematics... I told myself as I pulled out my physics books, something I have a talent for. Quite basic, my current test on alternating currents and direct currents. Although I often hear my friends groan and curse at Fleming for creating two rules which made their hands so painful, I never had a problem.
I looked at the clock. 0444 hours. Taking Chinese as my third language, it is actually laughable as it translated to 'si si si' which meant 'die die die'. I downed another espresso, this one taking even less affect on me as I slowly dozed off.
Don't abuse the espresso, you'll eventually get immune
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