I just researched and wrote an entire five-page paper.
In less than forty-eight hours.
While living life, dicking around on the Internet, and putting the whole thing off the entire time. And I didn't pull a single all-nighter in the process.
I'd party, but I'd much rather collapse, especially considering I skipped the pancake jam tonight. It wasn't intentional, either. I was just on a roll then, and I didn't want to take a break to break my train of thought.
Tomorrow we finish the extra credit essay, turn those in, and party (especially since it's probably about a C paper anyway). Today we sleep.