And by funny story, I mean not even close. It was the most stressful night of my life, holy Hell. I was literally considering death and/or packing up and moving away in the middle of the night.
Okay, so what had happened was that Thursday morning my final paper for composition II. The paper I've been doing research on all semester. The research that is all on my laptop. Along with my paper. The computer that was mistakenly taken the day before my paper was due. See why it was stressful? Yeah, it gets better. Eventually. Somewhat.
I didn't freak out at first, because I just assumed it'd turn up. That's how things generally go with me, something happens I freak out or worry and then it turns out that it was stupid to freak out. So I didn't, until later. When it still hadn't shown up and no one could find it. It was bad. I seriously started crying. A lot. I was texting my friend Robin and I feel so bad for him! Having to put up with me as I was such a mess, but he said he was okay with it. That that's what he's here for. But I feel really bad because he's seven hours ahead of me and wound up staying up really late talking to me and stuff because he didn't want to sleep while it was happening. I finally made him go to bed.
I didn't know what to do because this is literally one of those things you can't do over night, which is why I was freaking out so much. If I didn't get this in by 8:30 the next morning I would fail the class. I could not figure out what to do. I have never cried or freaked out so much. It was baaad. At about 10pm I finally was able to think more reasonably (mainly because I accepted that I was going to fail the class) and came up with an idea.
I remembered that I had talked to my teacher at the beginning of the semester about using the final essay I wrote for Comp. I, and expanding on it. She said that'd work. So my plan was I'd just do that. Oh, I guess I should mention that the paper I lost was a medical dissertation on the negative effects of endurance training. Anyways, but I wound up going with my original idea of expanding on my other paper.
The problem was that 1. I couldn't just turn in a paper I wrote for another class, 2. It wasn't long enough, and 3. I didn't have enough sources. So I went to the gas station, bought a box of cheeze-its, a beef stick and three energy drinks. So I drank all the energy drinks within two-three hours. By 5 am I had it up to nine pages, had two pages of sources, and figured it was as good as it was going to get. So I tried to fall asleep, but was literally vibrating in place, and every time I'd close my eyes, they'd literally pop right open again.
I gave up and talked to Robin all night. I was still vibrating and bouncing around when I got to class. OMG I was so hyped up. It was bad.
Then I crashed. Hard. In the middle of class. I mean I hit the wall like a freight train. So I'm walking home, just stumbling all around the place barely awake. I almost did not make it home. I got home and fell onto the couch in utter exhaustion, and slept for the next five hours. Then had to go to work, and was still tired. Work was so hard, and it was the busiest we've been since summer. Then a lot of things went wrong. The ticket machine wasn't working, other things weren't working, we didn't have some item some person was looking from. Ugh. It sucked.
I'm just glad it's over and my teacher excepted it.
Thank you for reading!!
Okay, so what had happened was that Thursday morning my final paper for composition II. The paper I've been doing research on all semester. The research that is all on my laptop. Along with my paper. The computer that was mistakenly taken the day before my paper was due. See why it was stressful? Yeah, it gets better. Eventually. Somewhat.
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| Autumn and Sara Snapchatting me |
I didn't freak out at first, because I just assumed it'd turn up. That's how things generally go with me, something happens I freak out or worry and then it turns out that it was stupid to freak out. So I didn't, until later. When it still hadn't shown up and no one could find it. It was bad. I seriously started crying. A lot. I was texting my friend Robin and I feel so bad for him! Having to put up with me as I was such a mess, but he said he was okay with it. That that's what he's here for. But I feel really bad because he's seven hours ahead of me and wound up staying up really late talking to me and stuff because he didn't want to sleep while it was happening. I finally made him go to bed.
I didn't know what to do because this is literally one of those things you can't do over night, which is why I was freaking out so much. If I didn't get this in by 8:30 the next morning I would fail the class. I could not figure out what to do. I have never cried or freaked out so much. It was baaad. At about 10pm I finally was able to think more reasonably (mainly because I accepted that I was going to fail the class) and came up with an idea.
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I remembered that I had talked to my teacher at the beginning of the semester about using the final essay I wrote for Comp. I, and expanding on it. She said that'd work. So my plan was I'd just do that. Oh, I guess I should mention that the paper I lost was a medical dissertation on the negative effects of endurance training. Anyways, but I wound up going with my original idea of expanding on my other paper.
The problem was that 1. I couldn't just turn in a paper I wrote for another class, 2. It wasn't long enough, and 3. I didn't have enough sources. So I went to the gas station, bought a box of cheeze-its, a beef stick and three energy drinks. So I drank all the energy drinks within two-three hours. By 5 am I had it up to nine pages, had two pages of sources, and figured it was as good as it was going to get. So I tried to fall asleep, but was literally vibrating in place, and every time I'd close my eyes, they'd literally pop right open again.
I gave up and talked to Robin all night. I was still vibrating and bouncing around when I got to class. OMG I was so hyped up. It was bad.
I'm just glad it's over and my teacher excepted it.
Thank you for reading!!
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