Although the term itself refers to something else entirely, I’ve come to associate it with one of my less praiseworthy late-night weekend habits, where I imbibe copious amounts of energy drinks (mixed in with Coke Zero) with the intent of staying awake long enough to finish my assignments. It’s a habit I’d rather do without, but due to my awful lack of time management it’s something I’ve gotten accustomed to over the last few months.
It’s a little sad that, instead of spending the last day of my week relaxing, it always seems to end with a late-night to early-morning cramming session. It would have been nice to say that I produce my best work under pressure and near a deadline, but the fact is the quality isn’t really all that different from something I wrote at the start of the week after a good night’s rest.
I just never learn.