One of the worst feelings in the world is the minute you realize its 10:45 and you are not even half way done with whatever assignment your teachers plagued you with this week. Everything starts out fine: the adrenaline (aka massive amounts of caffeine) kicks in as the time creeps away slowly, and every minute suddenly becomes more important than the last in an attempt to increase your productivity. A couple hours later, a wall of hyper sensitivity and extreme hunger hits. After grabbing the unhealthiest snack and finally leaping over the wall, the work is completed. After eating your body weight in chocolate, the emotions decide to smash into your head.

Suddenly everything that stresses you out even the slightest amount is a cause for waterworks.  Not much is worse than staying up all night, but the effects on your subconscious throughout the day are comparatively worse. First period is… interesting.  The unhealthy amount of caffeine and sugar coursing through your veins keeps you upright, at least, but doesn’t stop the constant wondering of your mind. Maybe you start serenading yourself with the magical sounds of Taylor Swift’s blank space, or if I were to eat myself, would I disappear completely or double in size? Next period, time to finally take that AP exam that your soul, sweat, blood and tears was poured into.

As the test drones on, the words begin to swim together, and the bubbling becomes hard to focus on. With only three minutes remain left on your test, you realize the bubbles are off track! You try to salvage the last remains of your grade, but alas, you must turn in the scantron. Up on your teachers screen, you see the big fat F. All of that studying was worth nothing because you didn’t sleep. You silently promise to yourself never to pull an all-nighter again, but that would mean no more procrastinating, so maybe you should promise yourself later…