Ok let me set the scene. I have a cardboard sculpture due on Tuesday and I’ve barely worked on it. Tuesday comes and goes and I don’t critique so I have a chance to get it done before Thursday. Up til 3 working Tuesday night, still not close to done.
Wednesday I’m starting to feel cold symptoms. Whatever I need to get this done. Go to STU, go straight home and start working. I like to watch It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia while I work. I end up working on this sculpture from 9pm Wednesday night to 10am Thursday morning nonstop. That’s 13 hours. I watched 37 episodes of Sunny in that time.
I’m proud of my work and do well in critique at 11:40 and some classmates even ask to take pictures with my sculpture. Excellent, I have 3 hours until my lab, I can afford to take a nap right?
Fall asleep at 2pm on Thursday, wake up around 2 pm on Friday. 24 hours of sleep. I feel ill. My cold is in full throttle. I’ve missed my lab and three classes on Friday. I feel like those stereotypical men that think they’re dying when they have a cold. It’s simply never been more over. At least my sculpture looks good.
TLDR: pulled an all nighter working on my art project with a cold, slept for 24 hours afterwards.
headphones is goated. feel better bingus<3
ReplyDeletesculpture looks awesome but ahhh death i'm so sorry
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