exams frenzy

I hate last minute text book cramming.

I'd taken my fourth No-Doz and six cups of coffee.

I can feel the caffeine gushing through my veins, my heart begins to beat rapidly and I felt out of breath.

I picked the skin of my index finger until it became raw and sore.

My mind screams that I am tired but I can't sleep.

I am reading a copy of Tourism History - The Imperial Romans but the words are swimming across the yellowed-page. The nausea smell of years old paper sickened me. I spinned my ballpoint pen. Back, forward, back, forward.

The words do not register in my mind. I read the same paragraph again.
Once, twice, thrice.

I am still blank.