Six tips on how to pull an all-nighter
It is the night before an exam and you realize several things. To begin, you probably should have gone to class all semester instead of designate that time in your day for a nap. Next, the review sheet looks like a foreign language. Lastly, Facebook, Twitter and Pintrest continue to seem more important than studying and time is ticking away.
Now that you have made these realizations, you have several options:
- Cry, seriously. Breakdown into hysterical sobs about how bad you feel for yourself and how the universe is against you.
- YOLO (you only live once). This common phrase said amongst young adults means you stop studying and go out for the night, in hopes that you will magically pass your exam the next day.
- Pull an all-nighter. The most dreaded activity known to all college students.
If you picked number three, congratulations! This means you may not have cared enough earlier in the semester to take the time and learn the material, but you care now.
Urban Dictionary defines an all-nighter as, “A study or work session that goes through the night; studying without sleep (usually a last minute course of action). “
The instructions below are written by an all-nighter expert and will assure that you take on this challenge with all of the proper tools and techniques to make it through the night.
- Go to a convenience for sustenance. This includes coffee, energy drinks, tea, chips, candy and gum.
- Make a playlist dedicated to a night of zero sleep. This will wake you up and put you in a better mood.
- Wherever you are, keep all lights ON. A dark room will only make you think of sleeping.
- Do not pull an all-nighter in your bedroom. The temptation to stop studying and go to sleep is far too high.
- Allow yourself at least an hour before the exam to do a final review since everything is crammed in your brain.
- Be sure you make time the next day to nap.
You will most likely feel like a dysfunctional human being after pulling an all-nighter, but not to worry. A long nap will fix the symptoms associated with this activity such as headaches, eye twitches and dizziness. Use these instructions to help you and good luck!
- Biscotti Frapuccino: Buy a biscotti and ask the barista to blend it up with any flavor of frapuccino. It blends into tiny cookie chunks that adds a delicious little crunch to your frozen coffee.
- Captain Crunch: Strawberries and creme frappe with a pump of caramel, two pumps of toffee, one pump of hazelnut, and two scoops of chocolate chips.
- Neopolitan Frappucino: Ask for a strawberries and cream frappucino with some vanilla bean powder and a pump of mocha.
- Raspberry Cheesecake: Order a white chocolate mocha (iced, hot, or as a frappe) and add a few pumps of raspberry
- For a chocolate turtle flavor: Any drink that has mocha, caramel, and toffee nut.
- For a French vanilla flavor: Any drink that has half toffee nut and half vanilla.
- Blended strawberry lemonade: Basically a strawberry lemonade frappucino.
- Oreo frappucino: Ask for a double chocolate chip frappe with white mocha syrup instead of the regular mocha.
- Tuxedo mocha: Order a regular mocha with half white chocolate and half regular chocolate. This is also known as the zebra mocha.
- The Nutella: Order a Cafe Misto with a pump of chocolate, a pump of hazelnut with caramel drizzle. For the sweet toothed people, you can also ask for caramel drizzle inside the cup.
- Super Cream Frappucino: Ask the barista to blend some whipped cream into the drink so that the drink will be more smooth than icy. This works especially well for the mocha frappucino.
- Three C’s: Order a cinnamon Dolce latte with a pump of caramel and a pump of chocolate mocha syrup.
- Chocolate Pumpkin: Order a pumpkin spice latte with chocolate syrup for a drink that tastes just like pumpkin chocolate chip bread. It also tastes great in Frappuccino form.
For future references, heh.
Did you know that the average college guy can burn 6,804 calories and the average girl can burn 5, 054 calories while dancing for 12 hours? Well its true and it just so happens that TERP THON is 12 hours long so it is actually the best event ever. Let’s put it in perspective:
You…
University of Maryland’s 12 hour dance marathon,
The biggest dance party you’ve ever been to,
The best 12 hours of your life,
A miracle maker.
A place where everything is FOR THE KIDS.
In love with Children’s National Medical Center.
A way of living,
An obsession.
A place…
Can’t focus.
It’s one of those nights where I go to do my homework, I stare at the blank word document, and then I get on every social networking site known to man.
I’m distracted in my thoughts; ideas, ambitions, goals, fears, struggles, the past, present and future never cease to make my mind wander.
I’m distracted by those around me. The 3 asian boys in my dorm lounge discussing their bio lab. The girl next to me typing vigorously on her laptop as if every letter key she presses will not appear on the screen unless she hammers down. The faint dubstep music playing in the room next to where I am sitting.
I’m distracted by the music I’m listening to. The arrangements are beautiful. The voices are awakening my soul (mumford reference, indeed). The lyrics are hitting home. As I begin to type my assignment, I end up typing an array of my favorite lyrics from all of the songs that have played thus far tonight.
I’m distracted by my desires. I desire to be perfect. I know perfection is impossible… but perfection in my eyes is striving to and above your potential in every aspect of life. Whether it be school, dance, relationships, friendships, jobs, organizations etc., I am my absolute worst critic. I find it difficult to be happy or settle in whatever I do. Mediocrity is unacceptable.
I’m distracted by the idea of love. I tend to avoid these thoughts. I tend to avoid my feelings. I tend to not allow myself to be loved. I cringe at the thought of being in love. The emotions and the aftermath that follow from “being in love” actually terrify me. I wish I was not like that.
I’m distracted from the complex I have about always being in control and having the upper hand in situations. I am uncomfortable if I do not have control.
I’m distracted by thinking about how distracted I am.
I could continue, but the moral of the story...I.Can.Not.Focus.
So today…there was a casual 5.9 earthquake. Immediately, I thought of this scene from Freaky Friday.
the beauty of it all.
I’ve always fantasized and wondered what my career is going to be, who I’m going to marry, how many kids I’ll have, and countless other aspects that go in line with the game of life. However, while all of these have always been ideas and dreams that I still contemplate regularly with myself and a few close friends, I have not yet experienced it even secondhand…until tonight.
Being Armenian comes with the stigma that I come from a HUGE family with dozens of aunts, uncles, cousins, great aunts, great grandmothers, cousins twice removed…basically, A LOT of people. However, this does not hold true with my tiny Armenian family. While I may have many second cousins and such (most of which I’ve never met), my immediate family consists of merely my mom, my dad, myself, 2 aunts, 3 uncles, a grandmother, and a cousin.
My cousin. 15 years older than me, a male and also my godfather. Doesn’t seem like someone that I could talk to, relate to, want to hang out with, or be anywhere near close with. But all of those things could not be less true. Since as long as I can remember, I’ve called that cousin my brother and he has always been there for me at all times. Being so much older than me, I’ve seen and experienced girlfriends filter in and out of his life, but one girl always stuck out to me and luckily is his most recent relationship…of 7 years. And no longer is she my cousin’s girlfriend,….but as of tonight, his fiance.
I witnessed it all, and although it was not my proposal to conduct or receive, it was the most beautiful experience I have yet experienced. Sure, we have all seen it on T.V. or in movies, but to actually watch 2 people you love and care about become so incredibly vulnerable and true to each other was a high that I’m still riding on.
It just makes me think, if I feel that amazing after WATCHING a proposal and talking about a wedding that is not even my own…what will happen when it is my own. I tend to stay guarded against my feelings and pride myself on my ability to be independent and single… but I have a feeling, when love (and yes…that word makes me cringe, gives me the chills, and feel ultimate anxiety) , but when true love finally hits…it’s going to hit hard and be quite the ride. And really, rather than being anxious and anticipating my future…I think I just learned I need to take life as it comes, because that really is…the beauty of it all.
About me
Ashley, 19 Undergrad at the University of Maryland, College Park studying communications-public relations and dance.
This life is a party.
"Reasonable people adapt themselves to the world. Unreasonable people attempt to adapt the world to themselves. All progress, therefore, depends on unreasonable people."
