Monster.

I'd imagine this to be true:


I feel like in the event of a nuclear holocaust, 3 things would survive: cockroaches, Hot Pockets, and Monster drinks.

I wish these goddamned drinks actually worked for me. They never make feel anymore awake than I did before consumption. All I get is a increased heart rate and a bouncing leg. I could fall asleep after downing an entire can if I wanted to. I'd probably end up with a dream like something out of Crank 2: High Voltage, but I'd still be sleeping and not focusing on these f*cking stat notes.
Eff being a south campus major and having 2 sets of midterms.