Post by jamesandreas on Jan 16, 2011 1:59:52 GMT -8
You and me, they wanna break us
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - LET'S SHAKE IT UP
( 'cause they will never take us )
Caffeine.
The simple coffee bean, considered by many a drug, addictive, especially when it had the power to keep you going for a few more hours. Which is exactly why James Andreas probably drank so much of the stuff. Knowing full well how bad energy drinks could be for your heart...the guarana in those things was enough to give you a heart attack, if you drank so much, especially after exercising...he opted for the safer, yet more addictive alternative. He could honestly say, that without it, he’d end up crashing and burning under his heavy schedule and bizarre sleep patterns.
So, the smell of roasting coffee beans wafting over the counter at Vintage Brew was almost too much for the twenty two year old man to bear. He had been on night shift at the hospital the previous night, and hadn’t gotten much sleep, catching a few winks when he could, that was, when someone wasn’t paging him every five minutes. Interns. Used for all of the smaller and more unsavoury jobs that the more experienced doctors couldn’t be bothered doing, and even the nurses bossed them around. Not that he minded exactly, he had wanted to become a doctor, and he knew it was all part of the drill. One year of being run off his feet, and he’d start his residency, and it would be all worth it in the end.
Coffee, then the barn. Despite little sleep, he was still heading straight to Crossfire to ride all three of his mounts. Despite his goal of becoming a doctor, he was still headfirst in the eventing world, hoping that he would be able to juggle both without too many problems. He wasn’t going to give up his eventing goals for the world...unless that part of the world happened to be his sister...he’d had them since he was a kid, before the thought of becoming a doctor even crossed his mind.
Bouncing on the balls of his feet, he stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Hurry up,” he mumbled to nobody in particular, anxious to get going.
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Muse Black Hearts (On Fire) - JET
Notes Another recycled post xD
Credits Lyrics @ Hey Monday.