Sure for the first 13 weeks, uni is awesome, there's parties, booze, lots of sex, and all that jazz.. they're turning up to tutorials still pissed after a 3 day bender at the Pot Belly Pub.

Then week 14 approaches and you actually decide it's time to read your class outline only to realise you have a 15 page assessment due in a week... so you procrastinate and procrastinate and then it's the wednesday night - two days before it's due, and you've written 7 pages. Not for a lack of trying... other things just got in the way, like Monday night 6 buck steak and pints at Oneills in dicko with mates, and tuesday night trivia and booze at Pot Belly with friends, and Wednesday night state of origin at the Belco Labor Club where QLD shoved NSW up their arse with a 24/18 win...

Then you're lying in your bed naked, thinking... fuck... I need to do my assignment, so you get on the computer with every intention and instead end up on facebook and newgrounds at 1am on thursday morning.

Then you have the urge to go to faceinhole.com and make your friends look like total tools.

Here's hoping I can be arsed to write the rest of it tomorrow.