Chronicle of an All-Nighter: Redifer Basement Blues
Welp, here I am. In Redifer basement, at 2 a.m., with only 10 days in between me and winter break. I have two exams this week, (including one tomorrow, er, today) and four finals next week. Luckily, I was smart enough to decide to go through a week-long bender last week for my last hurrah, but that’s besides the point.
11:30 p.m. – 2 a.m. So I didn’t get down here until 2 a.m., thanks to an Executive Board meeting I had after my sorority’s formal chapter meeting that didn’t end until 11:30. It involved a lot of goofing off, getting distracted, and eating a lot of chips and salsa. The typical beginning to an all-nighter: not getting anything done.
And now to my right. Busy night! There is a loud spooky noise coming from somewhere, but I can’t really place it. It sounds like a big monster, transformer machine keeps taking a long exhale. I am starting to react similarly to this.
2:45 a.m. – I have been doing Spanish homeowrk for a solid 45 minutes and decide to reward myself with some snacks that are chock-full of corn syrup, trans fat, and salt. As you can tell by Kevin’s face, we are not happy to be here, and our not-so-cheap vending machine treats are not pleasing us as well as we expected them to.
3:15 a.m. – I look up from my computer because I catch a whiff of something glorious. Someone with a McDonald’s bag walks toward the computer lab. I then wonder why I settled for mediocre vending machine options when I have Lionmenus at my disposal. Then this happens:
3:30 a.m. – My friend on my left has abandoned me. So have my two friends that I met here. This is when things start to get depressing, and I consider how important it is that I do well on this exam tomorrow. I decide it’s pretty important since Spanish is my minor. I finished all my homework but I still have to work on my study guide. Que lastima.
3:54 a.m. – So now, not only did the chick on my left leave me, but now even ANGEL is calling it quits. I realize this is probably a proper time to go to sleep, but seeing as though I still have work to do, I nobly resist the temptation.
4:21 a.m. – The machines start to hum loudly, taunting me into buying something else. I
plead explain to them that I have work to do (I’ve gotten nowhere on the study guide by the way, I’ve just been thinking about how tired I am). The girls to my right stop talking and stare at me because I am both talking to the vending machines and asking myself what they would say if they could actually talk.
4:28 a.m. – A drunk girl walks past me on the phone. I can’t really understand what she’s saying. She walks into a chair. She is also blonde. Both the chicks to my right and I are laughing. I like to think this is us bonding, but I’m pretty sure they still think I’m crazy. There are still people walking in and out of the computer lab. I’m thinking about going in there later to check out what all the fuss is about. I still haven’t gotten far on my study guide.
4:42 a.m. – I start to read textsfrombennett.tumblr.com and start laughing out loud. The chicks continue to judge me. I think to myself, “Don’t let the haters stop you from doing your thang,” and continue to troll Tumblr for another 20 minutes.
5:14 a.m. – I’m not sure when they left, but my gals have left me. The cheese stands alone. I’m considering going to bed soon, I’m not really retaining any information and have to be up at 9 a.m. again anyway.
5:28 a.m. – As I walk out of Redifer, I check to see if anyone else is still here…I guess not.
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