Tuesday, March 23, 2004

addictions

I lay awake each night for hours wondering why I can't go to sleep. But then, as I down can number three of my diet, caffinated variety of pop I begin to realize the cause of my torment. You see, I tried the caffiene free kind, but honestly it just doesn't taste the same and along with the nasty taste came the horrible headaches. Hi, My name is Lindsay, I'm nineteen years old and I am officially addicted to caffiene. This mysterious addiction, much like the questionable dissapearance of my astronomy notebook, may never be understood.

I couldn't really say when I became so reliant upon caffiene because I do recall a point in my life when I thought the concept of pop in general disgusting. So instead of explaining it I'll go ahead and blame my mother for introducing the poison that is caffienated diet pop.

I'm almost sure that my first experience with this horrible and evil concoction was a glorious one. It was bubbly, it tasted like sugar (boo aspartame...more on that later), it had NO calories, and it fueled my four hour a night sleep schedule. But now that I've matured and become to appreciate sleep, my caffiene addiction is no longer convenient. I've tried limiting my intake but I usually just cave in and have some more. Do they have rehab for caffiene addicts? I might have to invest in some kind of 12 step program because this IS a vicious cycle. I lay awake because of the large amount of caffiene I ingested the previous day, then I wake up tired because I only got four hours of good sleep, and then I reach for a diet Dr. Pepper. Make it stop. Thanks.

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