Update: 5000 pageviews. Thank you. ♥Warning: A long journal is ahead.There will be three major points to this journal, the first being the longest. 

Yesterday started out terribly but became an extremely good day for me.
My friend Brooke had a can of Red Bull in her lunch. I was mildly curious, and since I had never tried it before so I asked her if I could have a sip.
So I opened the can and took a sip. I felt the tingly, acid-like sensation of it go down my throat, and it was accompanied with a wonderful, wonderful burning sensation. I felt like my limbs were electrified and my mind uttered, "Liquid gold."

I had been having a particularly stressful day up till that point, but after that one gulp I felt revitalized and ready to take on the world.

I drank some more. And more. And more. My mind told me to calm down but I didn't listen.

I ran around spreading the beautiful news: "GUYSGUYSGUYS!! I HAD MY FIRST RED BULL AND IT'S DELICIOUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.\" I was jumping about six feet in the year while shouting and feeling wonderful. After awhile, the bell rang and I happily marched inside.

I ran into my English class, continuing to spread the wonderful news of my energy drink triumphs. We were watching the rest of
To Kill a Mockingbird, and I quietly babbled away with my friends.

Then, the crash. I felt the back left corner of my brain begin to throb horribly. It hurt for a long time, and my babbling slowly changed into tired mumbles. I lied my head down on the hard surface of the desk as my friend Francisco explained to me that there were
three crashes, the third being the worst. I groaned.

The headache slowly faded and I felt much better, and I was just as hyper and excited as before.
The bell rang and I skipped merrily to my Science class. I'm stuck sitting in the back of the room in somewhat of a secluded area between two large lab tables, and I don't usually talk because my friends are spread out in different areas of the room.
Today, a random comment would burst out of my mouth at occassional moments due to the fact that my self-control not functioning correctly. My teacher seemed to understand, and I'm lucky we're cool with each other or I might have gotten thrown out.
I went throught After that, the bell rang and I apologized to my teacher for my outbursts: "MS. GURAYA!! I'M SORRY, I CAN'T CONTROL ITTTTTTT. ><". I then headed to my final period of the day.
I ran in and excitedly exclaimed to my teacher, "I HAD MY FIRST RED BULL AT LUNCH ~ 8D". She, too, seemed to understand. Later in class, we were given a quiz on vocabulary from the unit and I tried calming myself down so my teacher could actually read what I would actually write on the test.

You see, after drinking the Red Bull, my handwriting was not as neat or controlled as it was before; it seemed like my muscles were very "jumpy", for lack of a better word. I calmed down a little and went through with the quiz.

Our teacher just said to wait patiently as we finished and that she would collect the quizzes at the end of the period. I put my head down atop of my bundled up hoodie and experienced the third, and final, crash. I felt my eyes begin to water and my head throb painfully. I was all of a sudden very tired and weak.

I stayed in this position for about twenty minutes until the final bell rang, and we were to leave. I felt no more pain after that. The rest of the day I was uncharacteristically energetic, happy, and not as calm as I usually am.


Ooh, juicy news now. Almost 5000 page views ~ Thank you all in advance!


Also, got new shoes yesterday. With rubix cubes on them. 8D

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