Volume 96, Issue 98
Thursday, April 3, 2003

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Nicole D'Cruz's all-nighter

By Nicole D'Cruz
Gazette Staff

7 p.m. It's time for my mixology class, where we learn to mix drinks, and more importantly, we get to drink them. It's probably not the best way to start an all-nighter, but I can't miss class.

9:15 p.m.
I head to D.B. Weldon Library after a quick stop at The Spoke. I have coerced my roommate into joining me with a well-practiced face that inspires sheer pity. He reminds me he won't stay for long. In the hopes of making Weldon feel more like my living room, I remove my shoes. I'm still missing my kettle and candles. Wandering the stacks and looking for books does not feel like real work; so far, so good.

10:45 p.m.
My roommate is hinting at leaving me, and I panic. Thankfully, without resorting to tying him up, he decides to stay longer. I have already checked my e-mail four times.

12 p.m. As my roommate and I exit the library, I follow him away from school, and towards our house, citing my need for a computer. After picturing the sad and pathetic faces of the Campus and Culture editors, I feel a tad guilty, and set out to find this mysterious 24-hour computer lab in the Social Science Centre.

12:10 a.m.
Aha! For better or for worse, I have found it. Much to my dismay, it appears to be at least 37 C in this room. This is a temperature only suitable for beaches, barbecues and beer, but not books. Surprisingly there are at least 10 other people in the room, but one of them will not stop sneezing. I worry that the lack of air circulating will render me ill by morning. Uh-oh, these computers have MSN Messenger, something I hoped to avoid during my stay at school. I am realizing an addiction to the Internet is highly possible.

12:48 a.m. I sneeze – I can feel germs attacking me.

12:54 a.m. Guilt for not starting my essay earlier has encompassed me; I am getting tired.

1.34 a.m. There are only four other people in here, shouldn't it start cooling down?

1:45 a.m. Break time. I head to the University Community Centre for an iced cappuccino, but I am tempted to step into The Spoke for last call. Clearly, the Internet isn't my only addiction. There are a few people around, and I don't feel so alone.

2:07 a.m.
I momentarily wonder what's going on in Iraq.

2:34 a.m. Back in the lab. I feel as if I have stumbled across a secret club in the Social Science Centre. Water bottles and garbage cans are left to keep doors ajar. Do people actually live in this building?

Oh no, everyone is leaving me.

2:36 a.m. To hopefully reduce the heat, I turn off all the computers. I ignore the "Please do not turn off the lights" labels, as I am assured who ever made up that rule has never spent a night in here.

2:40 p.m. Is it my imagination, or is the temperature still rising?

3:04 a.m.
I hear footsteps! I am not the only person in this ugly, smelly building.

3:21 a.m.
After wearing out my "virtual ear," my last conscious friend has signed off MSN, leaving me alone. The heat is taking its toll on me, and I decide to relocate to Centre Spot.

4:03 a.m. I count eight other people, and one brave Tim Hortons worker.

4:47 a.m. I hope to be more productive with the absence of the Internet. I take solace knowing there are other people on campus, but I miss my house and my roommates. We always pull all-nighters together. No one is around to motivate me anymore. I'm happy to have purchased new CDs over the weekend. Music is my only friend.

4:59 a.m.

5:38 a.m.
I'm getting hungry. The lack of nutritious options leaves me with a bag of Doritos to quiet my noisy stomach. Staying on campus for extended periods of time can be detrimental to one's wallet. It's cold in the UCC – is there a happy medium?

5:50 a.m.
After realizing I have 9 a.m. class, I decide to head home for a quick nap and shower before I head back to campus. My current appearance, I fear, would ostracize me from my peers.

Conclusion: Except for trips to The Spoke and night classes, my relationship with campus will have to occur during the daytime. While other people can prove to be distracting, sitting alone with one's thoughts – with no one to comfort you – is more detrimental to one's productivity.


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