Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures

What would you say is the most desperate thing you've done? I mean whatever field, doesn't matter, as long as desperation was your main compelling factor and your action were your last chance, only option, all or nothing.

I remember I had a term paper due once and I hadn't worked on it at all for Allah only knows what. I was about to go to bed so I was fixing all my stuff together in my bookbag for the next day when I saw the handout detailing the assignment. 10-page research paper. 4 AM. Due in class same day at 8 AM. Hadn't started, period.

I picked up a basketful of some caffeine drink, maybe those Starbucks shots, and went to work. It was all wikipedia, but the library was closed and I was too tired to check other sites. I finished at 7:30 AM.

I don't even remember my grade, but I know I passed the class.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

I seriously hope that never happens to me, apart from the passing the class part.

The most desperate thing I can recall is actually a similar event. I had to hand in a silly 5% economics assignment. I did it with a friend a couple of days before it was due, but at that time I said "I'll just write the answers later." In reality, we only got the general idea. So I started to redo the assignment the night before and stayed up until 4 a.m. in the morning working on it with her again, since we really didn't understand the assignment as much as I thought we did. I kept second guessing one answer for two hours since the notes conflicted with the text. I wanted to finish it really soon, but I kept going back to the answer that I was doubting. So I woke up at 8 a.m. for my 9:30 class, and then it turns out that we get an extension of a couple of hours for some reason :@ In the end, that assignment was no big deal, but I was so desperate to finish it quickly and thoroughly. Ugh~ regret.

There's nowhere I can't reach.

In high school Humanities class, I finished a 7 page long paper on "The Decision to Drop the Atomic Bomb". I started around 8:30pm and finished at 3:am.

I think I got an 88 on it. Some kids spents days on it and got higher, whereas some got lower.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

On a road trip from Seattle to San Francisco to visit a friends dad for the summer, we were trying to get down there as fast as possible without making any stops. Well needless to say with all the junk food and drinks we brought along with us (3 girls and 2 guys in a '91 jeta), someone was going to have to go pee sooner or later. My weak bladder didn't even make it half way through Oregon before I couldn't hold it any longer. I had to chugg about 20 oz. of Coke to polish off my liter sized bottle, just so I could pee in the bottle with a girl and a guy in the back seat with me, going about 100 mph down I-5 at 2 in the morning.

Turns out all the girls couldn't hold it any longer as soon as we made it across the boarder to California, and we pulled over to a rest stop. But I'm sure I would have peed my pants if we would have hit any sort of bump in the road, so I guess it wasn't all for nothing.

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

In my grade 12 canadian family studies class we had this huge project that I just completely forgot to even start. It was this huge research essay about courtship rituals or something like that and I had to find and explain the link between modern day and some other form of courtship. I remembered just as I was turning off my light at about 2am. I was done by 5:30. I got something like a 75% on it. Not bad considering....

I was speaking idiomatically.

Nothing comes to mind except being in a café and realising that I had an English Lit exam in about three minutes. I had to sprint back to campus, pull some uniform on and dash about a mile to the exam room. I was about eight minutes late, but I scraped an A.

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Is this thread only about school work procrastination or is that just the best story you guys have? I know mine wasnt much better, but im pretty sure there has been a time when everyone has either forgot or just hasn't done an assignment until the last second, how is that special or thread worthy? There has got to be some better stories than, 'liek this one time i had a 10 page paper due in 20 minutes, so i just typed it up real quick and got a C+ on it'. :noonecares:

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I ate a 5 of those little rock pebbles they have on the playground to become someone's friend way back in elementary school.

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Originally Posted by DarkLink2135

I ate a 5 of those little rock pebbles they have on the playground to become someone's friend way back in elementary school.

Considering you ended up at GFF I'm guessing it didn't work, am I rite?

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I travelled several hundred miles to tell someone how I really felt about them, before she left the country the next day.

There's nowhere I can't reach.

Originally Posted by andkeener

Considering you ended up at GFF I'm guessing it didn't work, am I rite?

*cries*

yes.

nah, actually it did lol. we aren't great friends or anything, but we hang out every now and then.

This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it.

This happened when we went camping at Sequoia. The scenary was just breath taking, with all those mountains, trees, streams, deers, and especially the sun set. The only problem was we were on a backcountry trail meaning we were in the middle of nowhere and we had to pitch camp where we thought was fit. So we're going along on this cliff, which was about a 100 foot drop, and one of the guys decides to have a mental breakdown. He gets into an argument with one of my friends, and it escaladed to the point of screaming. He then goes on about how he's not going on any further and tells us he is going to head back and drive off with his car, so we'll be stranded there. The thing was, the sun was setting, and we saw no suitable camping ground anywhere.

We decided that instead of dealing with him, we'll just ditch him there in the middle of nowhere and find a place to camp. A couple actually stayed behind with him to try and persuade him. This was some crazy survival shit. You need to understand the situation. It was getting dark, and we were on a narrow passway where both sides of us were a cliff. And all of a sudden a guy has a mental breakdown and refused to go along. We decided to split up our gears into 2 groups. One group would just take tents to find a suitable camping ground. The other group was to carry the rest of the gear. God that was such an experience. We ended up camping next a frozen stream. Wow was that an experience. It was cold as hell, and we were just fucking tired, hauling our asses trying to find a place to sleep and eat. I think it was about 9 pm by the time we arrived there. The guy who had a mental breakdown showed up around 10 pm with the other guys. I have no idea how the hell they made it back. Oh, and apparentely a mountain lion or something came by during hte night because the next day we saw some tracks on the snow near our tents.

Wow.

I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?

The most desperate thing I've ever done ... wow, that's hard. My parents were dirt poor, so I'm sure there must be a ton of stories that I've just mentally blocked out or something. Hmm... well, I remember one time eating frozen egg rolls from the bottom of a neighbors deep-freeze when they were on vacation. I also vaguely remember using duct-tape and epoxy glue to shore up some plumbing before a big freeze one winter when my parents were off galavanting, because I knew that those pipes were always the first to go and two of my siblings had a room in the basement that would flood whenever they did.

I was speaking idiomatically.

Back in HS - me and some of my friends were pulling an all-nighter, camping out on the roof of one of our houses (it was really sweet, like 3 stories tall), we'd all been up for about 24 hours, when we realized that we had an academic games tournament (like 7 of the 8 team members representing our school were with us and had been awake just as long as us) later that morning - so we all got 2 2L bottles of coke, and showed up at 10am for the tournament, and ended up taking second too (we fell apart at the end, probably just from sheer exhaustion after 35+ hours of no sleep)

What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now?

Heh, me and a buddy wanted to do a road trip to Winnipeg back when we lived in Brandon (about 2 hours away), for no reason really other than to do it. We had a couple of days off and were bored out of our mind. We were hanging out at our local gathering spot where a bunch of us all played Magic (back when we did that, heh, so long ago now), and basically said "the next person [with a car] that walks through that door we are going to convince to take us on a road trip."

So lo and behold another of our friends comes in, just stopping by basically to say hi before going to classes. We put forth the order to him, and he tries to cop out of it saying that he has a paper or some such to write for class tomorrow. First we told him that he'd be able to write it that night after we got back, but he wouldn't go for that, saying that it was a 10 page paper that he hasn't done any research for.

After a lot of ordering, coniving, and begging, we tried something else. I asked what the paper was on, and he said "the history of the internet" and I laughed. I told him that we would write his paper on the way in for him if he would give us the ride. All he would have to do is write down some appropriate sources. He was sceptical at first, but in the end we convinced him.

So, sitting in the back of his Trans Am (that's not comfortable at all when you're 6'3), me and my bud wrote his paper. We actually got the whole thing done in just over an hour, and by the time we got there, we were raring to go. We ended up just travelling the malls and such for a while, took in the zoo, went to the IMAX, and then hit a local pup before heading back. Good times. He said that if he passed his paper, he would give us another road trip.

Best part was, he got an A. Let's just say the return trip was way too full of much drunken debauchery...oh to be young again with no responsibilities.

EDIT: Another desperate measures time came when Diablo II was first released. After getting off of work in the morning on Friday (I worked nights at the time), another few friends showed up at my place with their computers, and we proceded to set up for a weekend of LANing. We played straight through until Sunday morning (something like 60 hours awake). That was a lot of Coke imbibed.

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