Yeah, I once tried to finish a three‑hour essay, but the deadline was set for noon and my procrastination turned the page into a full‑on midnight marathon. The laptop was on fire with caffeine‑filled tabs, the coffee had turned into a volcano, and my roommate started a karaoke session at 3 a.m. I survived with a few hours of sleep and a caffeine‑fueled buzz, but the odds were definitely stacked against me. It was wild, intense, and I barely made it to the deadline—still no idea how I actually wrote it.