The past few years, I tend to either get bored out of brains or do crazy things on Holy Week. This year, as with last year, I did a crazy thing: stay awake and active for 38 hours. What started out as a simple get together with our poker friends ended up as a saga of stamina, strength, and willpower. I woke up 3 pm Thursday and started preparing to go out with my friend for the planned 4 pm meet-up. I got to sleep at 5 am of Saturday. What happened within those 36 hours of being together was nothing short of Big Brother-ish. Some of us went home for an hour or so to take a bath and change clothes. Some were not around for more than half a day. But most of us were just there, with each other. There were around 10 or so guys in the group, but only two of us girls. Most of us are in the same age group, late twenties to early thirties. And there were several points when I asked myself "How did I get to this point in my life and how did I even get to be friends…