I’m coming down after almost two all-nighters in a row. Hell, I’m still coming down off the whole week.
Tuesday, the first exam was at 10AM and another that evening sometime, I don’t even remember anymore. I stayed up really late because I couldn’t sleep though. I may have overdone that 10:30PM coffee. Anyways, I end up laying awake and only get three hours of sleep before my psych exam that morning. After getting intimate with a can of Monster, I was there for my exam. Sort of. Maybe not completely on a metaphysical plane.
I knew that I would have to catch a nap to be ready for my Tuesday night Pathophysiology exam. So I tried to catch a nap. I was dragging pretty hard by then. So I slammed into my bed. And laid for two hours. But my heart rate was still a little at Bruckheimer levels. So I went to a strange place instead.
This kind of stuff probably happens everytime I sleep. But I usually don’t remember it. Dreams, many, many dreams in succession.
NPH on a football field; How I met your mother, cause it’s Barney; Now it’s halftime; a graveyard with a train ride; Night time; Spurlock’s; Neon; Lafayette. Cheerleaders, treasure chest, sandbar; punched in the face; Predator; roofing; Amazon jungle; stormtroopers, but oddly no Darth Vader. And I think Michael Jackson was in there somewhere on the graveyard train.
I got up and immediately asked Dylan when it was because I had had 20 adventures/hour for two hours. Dylan later told me I told him things I don’t remember telling him.
And the end of the morning (Wednesday’s), I got my A’s. After that exam on Tuesday night, and that other exam on Wednesday morning.
After my last full night’s sleep on Wednesday night, it was a straight shot through to Friday morning’s Physical Chem exam. I don’t believe “Crib sheets” is a universal term, but every physics and statistics class I’ve had has let me bring a sheet with anything I want written on it. Same goes for Stat 503 and PChem. Therefore, for the first time, time spent compiling as much tiny writing I could onto a single piece of paper was the best possible use of the evening. One long--ass evening. All the way to Friday morning. Where the 3 exams in 24 hours began.
*Montage wherein Tommy sits at a table in the Purdue Student Government this song plays.
And then lastly there was Pharmaceutics, this one on Saturday morning bright and early. At least the library lights were bright. The weather looked like crap. Library lights were the brightest thing to me laying on the floor of the Undergraduate library next to a grey sky-filled window. And it was damned early. Me and another pre-medder; our coffee consumption outpaced only by our neuroticism. (BTW, my spell-checker claims that neuroticism is a typo and suggests “eroticism”. Heheh, maybe… naw.)
And yeah, pwned it. Skimmed by with an A by just two questions. On the topic of amphipathic helix bundling, I only have this song in response.