Since I can remember, my parents have told me to stay away from poisons like Red Bull, Monster, Rockstar, etc. When I tried 5-Hour-Energy, I knew I was in for quite an experience.
Except then I wasn’t. This week before finals is called “Hell Week” for a reason; sleep deprivation, absolute caffeine dependency, and literally becoming a hermit. On Wednesday night, I got four hours of sleep, and told my friends it felt like a luxury. At the beginning of the week on Monday night, just my painful experience was beginning, I decided to drink that tiny little bottle. It was 8:30 pm and I was beginning to lose motivation and my eyes felt like they were closing. I looked to that bottle of 5-Hour-Energy as a glimmer of hope, and I hoped it would revive me and give me the energy to bust out my work.
Just to provide a frame of reference: I unhealthily live and breathe coffee. I usually have coffee twice a day- sometimes thrice- and it’s usually with multiple shots of espresso. I’m pretty reliant on my coffee.
So, by 10:30 (which is the next time I checked the time), when I was still falling asleep, you can believe I was disappointed. I don’t know what kind of chemicals were in those four calories, but I was very ecstatic about returning to my regular and arguably more “natural” form of caffeine the next day: coffee.
By: Sara Sobolev
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