I had a pretty easy time in my first database course. I did my final assignment (PL/SQL) between 5 AM and 10 AM the day it was due drunk off my ass. I'd presented our software engineering project the night before which was basically the user interface with no code behind it. Our professor liked to fuck with SE students and separated the project into 4 groups, an interface team and 3 teams to handle different parts of the code. There was an integration team that was supposed to handle communication between the 4 groups and ultimately combine the pieces to form our project. There was no real oversite so of course it was the biggest clusterfuck. People turned in code that couldn't even be compiled, we sent the code back to be fixed, and then didn't hear from them for days. Our project manager bailed 5 days before we had to present the project and I was told I was doing the final presentation the morning of along with the head of the interface team. We spent an afternoon on the presentation, did it, and then went to the bar for some peace of mind. I was going to drink a few and head back to the lab but met this hot girl from the COBOL class that met there and ended up playing quarters with her at Bennigans until it closed, doing a little drunk driving (well, I was the passenger) to Waffle House to be loud and obnoxious, then stumbling into the lab at 5 AM.
That didn't really have anything to do with databases. It was just memorable because of how awful and then great that day was.
