It was a night filled with worry and stress. What kept us up is an intoxicated friend, study guide filled with logarithms, trigonometry, and limits, and a side of procrastination. It started out on a Friday night, I have a math final the next morning at 11:30am and did not study for it. I was in no pressure and thought it would not take long to study, since I only needed to work on the study guide that my professor created for us and assumed it would be like the final. I began to work on the study guide at 8PM, but 8PM turned into 9PM, then 9PM turned into 10PM. It was now 11PM and I still have not worked on the study guide because I was stuck on one problem, logarithms; plus, I was distracted by the variety of dog pictures and YouTube videos
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You can ace this final,” but shortly said, “…Or at least aim for a C.” as I walked to the apartments. Once I arrived at the apartments, I barged into Madeline’s room set all my necessities onto the floor and in a serious tone, “Let’s get down to business.” However, we did not start until 12:30AM because we were too busy chattering away about our life. It was 30 minutes into our study session and we heard the doorbell ring. We were wondering who would be visiting during this time of night. Madeline looked through the peephole and gave me a puzzled look.
“I don’t know who’s at the door.”
“What? What do they look like?”
“I don’t know, I’m not going to open the door.” I was curious who was at the door so I peeked through the peephole. My curiosity faded away when I found out it was an acquaintance of mine, Calvin. He was holding a bright red concoction in one hand and his phone in the other.
I opened the door. “Hey, what are you doing here?”
He casually spoke, “I’m here to drop this smoothie off for Veronica.” as he strolled into the …show more content…
Once Veronica saw the trash can, she grabbed it and vomited the alcohol out of her system. In 20 minutes, the apartment reeked of stomach acid infused with alcohol. Calvin called it a night and drove back home. Madeline and I stayed by Veronica’s side for a few hours. During those few hours, we listened to Veronica’s knock knock jokes about pineapples and her rant about her low alcohol tolerance. Finally, she fell asleep. While she was sleeping, Madeline and I tried to work on the study guide, but both of us could not focus because we were worried about our friend’s
You can ace this final,” but shortly said, “…Or at least aim for a C.” as I walked to the apartments. Once I arrived at the apartments, I barged into Madeline’s room set all my necessities onto the floor and in a serious tone, “Let’s get down to business.” However, we did not start until 12:30AM because we were too busy chattering away about our life. It was 30 minutes into our study session and we heard the doorbell ring. We were wondering who would be visiting during this time of night. Madeline looked through the peephole and gave me a puzzled look.
“I don’t know who’s at the door.”
“What? What do they look like?”
“I don’t know, I’m not going to open the door.” I was curious who was at the door so I peeked through the peephole. My curiosity faded away when I found out it was an acquaintance of mine, Calvin. He was holding a bright red concoction in one hand and his phone in the other.
I opened the door. “Hey, what are you doing here?”
He casually spoke, “I’m here to drop this smoothie off for Veronica.” as he strolled into the …show more content…
Once Veronica saw the trash can, she grabbed it and vomited the alcohol out of her system. In 20 minutes, the apartment reeked of stomach acid infused with alcohol. Calvin called it a night and drove back home. Madeline and I stayed by Veronica’s side for a few hours. During those few hours, we listened to Veronica’s knock knock jokes about pineapples and her rant about her low alcohol tolerance. Finally, she fell asleep. While she was sleeping, Madeline and I tried to work on the study guide, but both of us could not focus because we were worried about our friend’s