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 Coffee is constantly running through my family’s blood. Even growing up- me, my sister Gabrielle, and my cousin Sarah would get babysat at my grandma’s and she would serve us coffee with a bunch of milk in it. But you see, I’m built different. I was born with more energy than a goddamn power plant. I never enjoyed the taste or feeling of caffeine. Of course today I use caffeine in my hectic schedule: school, run, lifetime, work, homework. In the beginning of the year I would take a light caffeine pre-workout, but by the time I got to work I felt like I was going to bite the customers. I heard the caffeine in my voice. Scary. Since I have been off the nasty shit, I’ve been straight chillin except for this last wednesday. It was the hottest day yet of 2021 and I went for a 10 mile run. I’m talking salty sweat in my eyes, and stinging blood running down my legs from chafing. And to think it gets worse… I head to the gym where I hit shoulders, chest, and biceps. A dear classmate of mine Trevor gives me Gorilla Mode pre workout. After drinking it I feel invincible, ready to punch anything in my way. I hit the bench and BOOM. Eyes fade, starting to go black, and the fugly loser juniors that clearly know I go to Troy High watch me at the bench to my left. And some man runs over to me and saves me from the bar ready to fall over on me while my eyes roll to the back of my head. Nothing is like more defeat than a girl needing a male savior… I of course get off and work on some lighter weight stuff like I am unfazed but the shaking was getting out of control so I left. Just my luck, I rode my bike and I was blessed with a flat tire on my way home. I firmly believe this day was cursed due to caffeine and on my mama I am never taking that shit again. Code JUNG for 10% off :))

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