"The (Un)Holy Matrimony of Finals and Hallucinations"

Post Title: Teetering On The Edge of Cognitive Collapse

Okay, you guys. I have to spill about my finals week meltdown because it’s just too wild to keep buried inside me. It’s the stuff legends are made of, I swear.

So, it’s my sophomore year of college, right? I'm majoring in Computer Science and juggling classes, assignments, coding projects, and surviving on a diet of caffeine and ramen, you know, the usual student life.

Anyway, finals week hit like a sledgehammer. I had papers due for three classes, two presentations, and code to ramble on for my programming module. Everything was due by Friday and guess what? It was already Wednesday night and I had barely made a dent.

Desperate times called for desperate measures. So, I decided to pull an all-nighter, not realizing that this was my first of many mistakes. After precisely six cups of coffee and way too much sugar, I was zooming through content like a caffeinated, wide-eyed mad man.

Struggling to keep it all contained, my brain was essentially having a rave party with the knowledge and concepts doing the salsa together. At one, two, three in the morning, I was unstoppable. I was Superman! But all superheroes have their kryptonite, right?

Well, mine came as hallucinations around four am. The walls started shifting and, I kid you not, my computer began whispering sweet nothings to me in binary. Bug-eyed and with heart racing, I freaked the f*** out!

I remember vaguely stumbling down the hall to my buddy's room, probably looking like a scene from “The Walking Dead”, rambling about my computer having feelings for me. Naturally, seeing me in this state at such an ungodly hour, my friend freaked too. He legit thought I was possessed or something.

Long story short, guys, booze and holy water were involved (don't ask), and I ended up sleeping through finals day. I missed a presentation and the coding submission deadline. I handed in half completed papers for two modules. Safe to say, I didn't do well that semester.

The lesson from all this? Don’t overdo it during finals week, you guys. Sure, grades are important, but not at the cost of your sanity. And hallucinations are freaking scary, trust me. This might seem like crazy funny now, but back then? It was nightmare fuel.

Oh, and one last thing, caffeine doesn’t necessarily make you superman, it might just make you see talking computers.