The time is 23:47. I am... awake. Still. Ever wonder if you can O.D. on caffeine? One night, I was curious, and was already on my 4th or 5th Dr Pepper in under an hour, so I decided I'd see if it was possible. After 8 cans in about 2 hours, I was shaking pretty badly. "Hey Danny, I bet you can't stop shaking," someone said. "Sure I can... watch..." I said, putting my arms on my legs to stop both from shaking. "Damn it!" I exclaimed after my hand began to shake after only a second. Having to pee very badly at this point, I got up to use the public restroom. While I stood there relieving myself, another man walked in. He finished, and asked, "Damn! How long has it been since you-" "I've had 8 cans of Dr Pepper in the past couple hours... I'm conducting an experiment to see if you can O.D. on caffeine." "Oh, well, be careful," he said, walking out. (When will this stop? I asked myself.) When I finally stopped, I walked back out. I proceeded to down 4 or 5 more cans that night. Opening the fifth or sixth, I only made it through half the can. My stomach felt like it was digesting itself. It being 2:30 AM, no one who had any antacids was awake. I suffered for a few hours, then fell asleep in a chair while trying to stay awake all night. I missed by half an hour. This story came about because I had quite a bit of DP again tonight. I had 2 in about 5 minutes, cause I was worrying. About a certain person... who knows who they are... and who... yeah... they're on the track team... hopefully they won't tell, I feel kinda dumb for worrying... and she... but didn't... and I squeezed HannaH's hand... and chugged DP... and... but... no...
