So I am the kind of person who will stay in all weekend doing homework.... stay up all night studying... spend hours in the library buried in books... Basically, I am OCD about my grades, I have always been this way. But something that has never happened to me before (as a result of being a psycho-nerd) happened to me today. Of all days, today. Read on if you actually care.
Last Thursday, I realized that the scope of my thesis for my final research paper was far broader than I was capable of addressing in a mere 10 pages. Yes, it was THAT broad. and YES, I REALLY DID FAIL TO NOTICE THIS UNTIL JUST LAST WEEK. (Someone please slap me?!) I discussed with Maggie my genius plan to narrow this thesis on Thursday after class... Went to work, came home, and began burying my face in Harvard Law Review and Supreme Court rulings. (yuck). I don't think I left my apartment for anything except to cross the street and grab a coffee, but even then, I was back to the research within minutes. I even called my sister, had her log on to my Facebook and change the password so that I can't get on it until I'm completely done (Sad, I know... but somewhat clever, no? I'm such a loser) My focus was just THAT INTENSE. I'd forgotten how much research I did for my inital thesis I think because of the amount of time I had to do it. The story continues....
So, yesterday... the day before today... the big day. I sat at a computer for a grand total of 13 hours and spent another 4 in the library devoted to delving into this ridiculous new thesis of mine. PATHETIC. (Are you enjoying this? ... masochists!)
I have a desktop computer. I share a room. My roommate slept on the couch last night (voluntarily) because I was pounding away on these damn keys all night. The sun came up. My paper was on the printer. There was that strong sense of accomplishment--a job well done. My bed looked longingly at me, oh so warm and inviting...BUT I didn't give in to the peer pressure! In fact, I grabbed some froot loops (good idea), skipped the shower (bad idea), and went off to calculus (worse idea).
My tuesdays and thursdays are ridiculously busy. I have class on the East Bank, West Bank, and then in St. Paul with a very limited amount of time in between.
Calculus ends a bit early. I realize that I am completely dysfunctional... and kinda smelly? so I decide to go home and shower (I actually have about 45 minutes to kill). The roommates have left for the day (i find it unfair that im always the first to go and the last to come home)... shower = ohhh yesss waaarrrm watterrr. goodness. yay, im lovin' life.
I swear I'm getting to the point. you've made it this far, haven't you? So I get out of the shower and the apartment is FREEZING. literally. icicles everywhere. That bed... looking warmer and more inviting than ever. So I crawl under the covers (hey! I've still got a half hour!)
Um, no. i pass out. Com-freaking-pletely out. My roommate came home around 1:45 from her class (this is strange to me, I'm not expecting her until 1:45..... because I still think it's 10 am) and asked if I was going to work or not. Um, work? I don't work until 2:30! silly goose! No, I have class AND then work!
OH GOD. You mean..... you're kidding me.... I just slept through biology AND rhetoric????
See, normally my body wakes me up... I don't EVER need an alarm clock. My body just knows to get up when it needs to and goes where it needs to. It's completely automatic. BUT, apparently today my body malfunctioned. Today, of all days. ugh.
And now I am REALLY SAD because I didn't get to go to the last of my favorite class!! :,(
ALSO, NOW the paper that I worked so diligently on ALL WEEKEND (and then some) is LATE!!
(here, I'd like to swear in my blood that I did nothing but stare at my computer screen this weekend--my roommate as my witness)
LAATTTEEE. Oh life, how funny you are.... NOT.
So, I apologize for my lack of a personal farewell and good tidings to you all-- I'll be seeing you, I hope.
Please post something if you actually made it through my story. lol. of if something similar has ever happened to you??
Wow. I'm winded. (And not terribly surprised)