Its 4 am, tomorrow I'll get back an assignment I most likely have failed because I was lazy as fuck and procrastinated until the night before the dead line. My ERASMUS scholarship depends on that assignment. The worst thing about it is that I'm widely considered an intelligent guy (so I do, to be honest) and it will kill me everytime I'll have to tell somebody... Although I don't drink regulary, I bought a bottle of wodka and I seriously think about getting really drunk as soon as I get back the assignment... I could really use some comforting words now.