I'm not gonna lie, there was a brief moment in time where I thought the Q&E Essay would be the death of me. I found myself sitting at my computer watching that cursed cursor click my time away. I will be the first to admit that I should have started my essay earlier, but honestly, this was the most challenging experience of writing an essay I had ever faced.
Looking back now, everything is a blur. I was trying so hard, and thinking for such long periods of time I literally stayed up the entire night working. This is no exaggeration either; this is a true account of what was going on in my mind as I was writing my essay.
Around 1:00 AM(my usual time to call it quits on homework and hit the sack) I noticed that I could maybe pass for being done with my essay, but it was important to me that I got all my points across exactly how I meant, so i decided to trudge forward and further elaborate on my points for another half an hour.
2:00 AM rolls around and I notice that my entire paper has essentially been re-worked due to some silly notion I had that I should start fresh. This of course was probably a very silly thing to do seeing as I knew I had less than 3 hours until I had to wake up and get to school.
At 2:15 AM, I decide at this point I may as well stay up the entire night, because I wont be satisfied either way; whether it be with 3 hours of sleep or none at all. I called my friend Max(who apparently doesn't sleep either), and we went to the 24-hour Dunkin Donuts for a crazy caffeine coffee binge.
When I arrived back home at 3:15 AM I was unhappy that the caffeine was beginning to wear off, and at that point I was grumpy as well as unhappy with my paper.
After working a little longer I heard my alarm clock go off, and it was probably one of the most surreal moments of my life. Obviously we all know that human beings need sleep to function, so I thought my day would make for an interesting experiment. I got to school at 6:00 AM to shoot some scenes for a movie, and then by 7:00 AM, I was already off to my first period early-bird gym class. Needless to say, I crashed around second period, and I knew I crashed when I called my teacher Mr. Jeeves(his name is Mr. Kane) and instead of asking his permission to go to the bath room, I accidently asked "Est-ce que je peux alle au toilette si vous plait?"(Even though I was in Sociology, not french)
I guess where I'm going with this is this ordeal with pulling an all nighter should have been a lesson for me that I need to get my work done earlier. But the sad thing is, here I am writing this blog at 1:24 AM, so I can only imagine what the night holds in store for me. Clearly I need to find a better way to get my work done faster, so I can actually sleep at night.
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