I had a college final research paper marked on the wrong day on my calendar so I thought I had at least a week and a half left to finish it. Walked into class that day and it was due.
I was like "SHITFUCK I'm screwed." I had all of these books I didn't read, and not a word written, no research done.
I quietly walked out of there, I knew his last class ended in four hours. Beelined straight toward the library, pulled out my laptop, plugged it into one of the outdoor outlets that could be found along the edge of the planters that we had right outside our library. Sat down on a bench that backed up against a planter with the laptop in my lap. Started writing the body, flipping to random pages on the books I had and made use of a bunch of paranthetical citations and wrote my content around them, finishing at 10 pages with the intro and conclusion last. Then quickly put together a reference page. I had about 20 mins left, still needed to print.
Went into the library, there was a long ass line. I waited anxiously, took about ten mins, then I had to use this stupid student ID system, load it with money, load the file onto the computer, get it to print, then rushed by to class with 3 mins to spare. Tried to calm myself down, faked casually walking into his room, turned it in.
Got an A.