Caffeinated Confusion

Well not at the moment, but you’ll see what I mean.

At the moment in biology, we’re doing the lovely topic that is drugs and their effects. The joys. Today we were doing caffeine and it’s effects, which included a lovely story from Miss about a lad who drank 10 Red Bulls and then dropped down dead due to heart failure. A tad silly, don’t you think? Anyhow, we got to do some “drug testing” (as she put it) for ourselves. We took our resting pulse rates (mine being 88 bpm, showing how unfit I am) and then about a dozen of us drank a small amount of relatively strong coffee (which is supposed to pep you up and raise your heart rate). After about 10 minutes we took our pulse rates again. (Here comes the odd bit). Whilst everyone elses pulse rose by about 10-20 bpm, mine dropped by 10 bpm. That’s right, dropped. This once again proves what a freak I am.

So if all else fails, I’ve got a future career in the circus showcasing my big gob and wierd inner workings.