And one day I woke up with three days until the deadline, still not having written a word, and so I did the only thing I could: I wrote 90 pages over 72 hours, pulling not one but two all-nighters -- humans are not supposed to pull two all-nighters -- sprinted across campus, dove in slow motion, and got it in just at the deadline.
Jednog sam se dana probudio s još samo tri dana do roka i još nisam napisao nijednu riječ, pa sam učinio jedino što sam mogao: napisao sam 90 stranica u 72 sata, proveo dvije besane noći -- ljudi ne bi smjeli probdjeti dvije noći zaredom -- letio sam kampusom i kao na usporenoj snimci predao rad točno prije isteka roka.