The effect of caffeine on the body

...or, rather, the brain? The brain and the body.
I was feeling particularly "caffeinated" this morning, and it got me thinking, what exactly does that mean? How does it feel to be "caffeinated"?
I should add that I didn't have any coffee, or other source of caffeine, this morning. For some reason I just feel like I did. A lot.

Moments

Do you ever have a moment when you realize something really big? Like if you understood the meaning of life? Or it just clicked for you that you were about to go to college. Or you found someone who understands you, and you can't explain, but it just feels right, and you know that they "get it".
I've been having a lot of those lately. I suppose it's just a part of growing up. Maturing.

Edit (6/13/11 4:20-ish PM): Umm, I don't remember what this was about. Awkward sweater...
Wait, another edit (6/13/2011 4:25 PM): Ohh, maybe I do remember. But I'm not sure. Oh well. Still awkcity... :p

Deerfield High School's Spring Shows

Spring shows at DHS are typically two smaller shows: a musical, and a student written company show. They are performed by the Musical Theatre/Company class, and stage crew is traditionally run by lowerclassmen/non-seniors.
I'm on stage crew for Lucky Stiff, the musical. Even though it's really stressful to be doing two shows at once (in the same space, no less), it is, of course an extremely beneficial experience. We've been staying late at school almost every single night, and today, the Saturday before opening week (a tech rehearsal, where we run through the show as we actually would), we stayed at school all day, and still late at night. It's that kind of thing that makes stage crew such a great group to be a part of. We grow so close when we spend more hours with each other than we do at home. Not many clubs bond people together like that. So I'm appreciative for that.

What now?

Osama bin Laden has just been killed by U.S. special forces. We rejoice. We remember. Life goes on.
This feels so momentous. It feels as if we should do something. Many will celebrate. Celebrate what? Hatred?
But will life change? Rather, will we notice the change? I suppose it doesn't matter; for if our lives have been made better over an alternate that we shall never know about, they are still better, through and through.
And what can we possibly do but go on living? We are but mere specks, tiny ants in a huge world. The nation, the people, are holding their breath. They are fearless. They are scared. They are looking for a leader. Someone who is confident. Someone with a sense of purpose, a "fearless" man. People will get what they want. Obama's speech was what we could've expected, but that doesn't mean it wasn't moving.
They say ignorance is bliss. Are they right? I can't say for sure. But I could see how that could be so. Time will tell what we'll do. Until then, we have no choice but to follow blindly, our leader who knows as much as we do, but doesn't let it show (which, again, isn't bad). It makes us feel confident, makes us feel safe, and comforts us.

Edit 9:59 PM 5/2/11: Yesterday, the day that Osama bin Laden was killed, was Holocaust Rememberance Day. Just an interesting tidbit, and something to think about.