Focus, focus, focus.

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/03/05/opinion/global/roger-cohen-adderall-the-academic-competition-drug.html?src=recg

The real epidemic involves so-called smart drugs, particularly
Adderall, an amphetamine prescribed for attention deficit hyperactivity disorder
(A.D.H.D.) but so freely available as to be the pill to take whenever academic
pressure requires pulling an all-nighter with zero procrastination to get a
paper done.

http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/03/04/the-last-all-nighter/?ref=opinion

The first time I took Adderall I didn’t think twice. It was 2007.
I was in my last year at U.C.L.A., where I had come down with a bad case of
senioritis, and found myself cramming for finals. I bought it from a gangly kid
with yellow skin and bags under his eyes who lived in the dorms. His hair was
stringy. There were papers on the floor and piles of clothes on all the
furniture in the room. Above his desk was a poster of John Belushi from “Animal
House,” chugging a bottle of Jack Daniels and wearing a sweatshirt that read
COLLEGE.

I had gone to his room with a friend. He told us the pills were $5 each. We
asked where he’d got it. “I’ve been taking this stuff since I was 5,” he said,
and took out an orange prescription bottle and gave us each two small, round
blue pills. He smelled sour. “It makes me feel like a zombie. But that’s only
because I have ADD,” he quickly added. He didn’t want to scare away his
customers.

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/02/03/us/concerns-about-adhd-practices-and-amphetamine-addiction.html

Every morning on her way to work, Kathy Fee holds her breath as
she drives past the squat brick building that houses Dominion Psychiatric
Associates.

It was there that her son, Richard, visited a doctor and received prescriptions
for Adderall, an amphetamine-based medication for attention deficit
hyperactivity disorder. It was in the parking lot that she insisted to Richard
that he did not have A.D.H.D., not as a child and not now as a 24-year-old
college graduate, and that he was getting dangerously addicted to the
medication. It was inside the building that her husband, Rick, implored
Richard’s doctor to stop prescribing him Adderall, warning, “You’re going to
kill him.”

It was where, after becoming violently delusional and spending a week in a
psychiatric hospital in 2011, Richard met with his doctor and received
prescriptions for 90 more days of Adderall. He hanged himself in his bedroom
closet two weeks after they expired.