Uni doesn't seem to be on my side anymore. Correction; it never was. Being bombarded with quizzes and assessment tasks isn't the greatest feeling in the world. I may be stating the obvious but I just hate myself for leaving things to the last minute; something I always seem to do. It's like one dot point in my very extensive list of 'bad habits'. I left my AFNR assessment to the last 2 days and I do admit I tried pretty hard but not my best. It turns out that after I submitted my work, it was wrong and I didn't incorporate the essential 'recommended' references. I realised how many errors I made and that I couldn't replace it with my proper draft copy. If you're thinking "How stupid can someone be?", I'll reply "very" and relate the whole stupidity subject to myself. I've been extremely sick during the past two days; no exaggeration. It was the worst flu ever. I could barely keep my eyes open and this leaded to sleeping anytime, anywhere; whenever I got the opportunity. I slept during my lectures, I slept during my tutorials, I slept on the train, I slept on the bus, I walked with my eyes closed when there was no one around. After all that, you'll realise how exhausted and tired I really was. Despite this I had to complete my assessment and it was like hell. Having to complete a task within a few hours time with a blocked nose, a sore throat, a sore neck, a sore back, a very high fever and the feeling of having needles pricking you everywhere is not the ideal way to spend a Tuesday night. I hate my routine life; it makes me so disappointed and depressed everytime I come to think of it. It's always waking up at around 6:30am, taking a shower, rushing to the train station, sleeping on the train, walking to the bus stop, catching the bus, watching people get off one by one, walking to my first lecture and you get the point. Afterwards, I do the same thing but backwards, get home, have dinner and then get ready to sleep. How is study incorporated into this daily routine you may ask. What study?