It's That Time Again

I had my first RedBull of the semester tonight.

When I first started drinking them, I couldn't stand the taste.
Now, I'm accustomed to it. I can only handle a few. Otherwise... forget it.

But it's that time again.
That time when I'll go to CostCo and drop $25 on a 24pk.
That will get me through all these papers and projects.
It will also get me one hell of a stomachache, but it's the price I pay to finish this semester.

I realized today that it's the beginning of crunch time. So if I can get some solid footing and make up for all the productive procrastination that went down earlier in the semester, I should finish this off in one piece.

Then again, it's not like the end of the semester will mean the beginning of relaxing. There's still work, there's still the internship (fingers crossed!), and there's the start of my IR thesis. If I can start strong now, I won't suffer from senioritis too terribly.

That's a good plan.
Right?