Out of my mind

I slept for barely 2 hours before my English exam yesterday. Came home at 4:30 in the afternoon. Slept again at around 6. Got up at 8:15 and have been awake since. Thats a total of 4.15 hours sleep in the last, well three days I suppose. I'm in the middle of nowehere with maths. Practically wasted all night trying to find tracks by The Crystal Method and some other 80's punk rock stuff. No I did not succeed. I think I was living in denial for the past one week.. months maybe. That somehow, I wouldn't have to give my maths exam. Lightening struck me last night though. Yes, I panicked. My heart ached and like any other student, I cursed life for its miseries. Tried to calm my nerves by telling myself that I have been through worse even though i couldn't pin point the worse conditions.

Few hours later, my nerves gave up on me. Applied some gel on my shoulders for the chronic pain caused by continuous restlessness. I saw no hope. Wished someone, somehow, coud get me few cans of Redbull. Baba surprised me by dropping off 2 cans. He's being really caring and supportive these days. Adds all the more pressure for me to do good in exams. Nonetheless, here I am with a can of Redbull in my hands. The only issue left now is the drinking part of the damn thing. I have always hated this drink but desparate times call for desparate measures. Hence, I am taking one sip at a time with much disgust. I can only but pray that it does the trick. However, the irony is that despite my situation right now I think I'm enjoying myself.