It's gonna be a sad day in London today, with all those disappointed United fans... Wankers

Yes, that title was a joke towards all the southern cunts who support Manchester (northern) United... Jason.

Might as well get the football related part of this blog out of the way.

Big up the stand out performers from last night:

Messi, Iniesta, Xavi, Puyol, Eto'o and Pique.

And of course HUGE LAUGHS at the whole United team, cos they were all shit and I will punch anyone in the mouth who says otherwise.

With most peoples finished for the year, I must admit it's beginning to feel like a real piss take that I haven't even started my exams yet. Media tomorrow, and then Politics on Tuesday and then FREEDOM!

However, as some of you may know. I've already passed the Politics side of my course (53%) however, I've been told that I have to turn up to the exam otherwise, because if you're a no-show you get the percentage of the exam knocked off your final mark. So having thought it through I decided that going to the exam is probably better than ending up with 23% overall for Politics. Although on the plus it's a two hour exam, but you're aloud to walk out after forty-five minutes. So you bes' believe at 1:45 I strolling outta that exam hall. And then of course. BRING ON THE BOOZE!!

And also, having decided to go through my uni email about a month ago I saw an email for working on the uni open day, which initially I said "fuck that!" My tune changed about seven seconds after that when my eyes passed over the words "seven pound seventy and hour" I signed myself up for that with a huge smile on my face. So I'll be doing that on June 13th for seven and a half hours which'll get me a tidy little 'going away present' from uni.

Should be a laugh anyway. Hopefully I'll be doing it with Luke and we can get like the easiest job and just doss around for most of the day.

Um..... Next year's gonna be SOOO SICK!! Our house is gonna so nang and whatnot, however, that whole job situation needs to be resolved by September. Which is why myself, Luke and Andy will move into our by around the first week of July and go find jobs, cos of all the third years are leaving and stuff the city of Canterbury (52% students) will needs peoples to work and that's where we come in. So hopefully I can find some works for the beginning of next year.

I'm quite Luke already seems to be fitting in with Andy and Dom having only known them for like three weeks. The initial fear was he wasn't gonna fit in and it'd be two years of awkwardness, but it all looks good, in fact, if anything. Dom may well be the misfit next year, although we plan and making Dom come outta his shell more next year, cos when he does, he's actually a normal human being person.

SO........ AAHH!! Eighteen days until I is back in hood for the summer. How weird is that!? Time is passing WAY WAY WAY too fast. Things need to slow down so I can just enjoy them a bit more. Damn... I'm gonna be packing up my stuffs soons.

Ah wells, this years been and blast and the remainder of it shall be as well. But roll of the summer times.

Two steps forward and one step back

We live in a stupidly corrupt world where decency and general obligations that I grew up with have just been shot out the window.

Everyone is quick to jump on the backs of politicians, corporate masses and anyone else with any real power the moment their dirty deeds have been uncovered but it ain't the higher ups who are deceptive and untrustworthy. Oh no, this is something that everyone is guilty of.

At a point where the whole of Great britain want to practically lynch MP's for their dishonesty on expenses forms, any man who is currently managing to juggle two women at the same time will receive a shit load of praises and will be recognised with an almost god like status amongst friends, whereas the guy who's been going out with the same girl for over a year and has never 'played away from home' merely gets a subtle nod of the head and raised eyebrow.

So welcome to this world where actually being a pretty decent person and trying to be as honest as possible doesn't get you anywhere near a far as the person who cheats and steals. Welcome to a world where being a true gentleman counts for fuck all. A world where Chris Brown is still happily watching the money pile up of his last album while Rihanna is still looking parts of her face.

But hey, this is the way the world works now. There ain't no decency. If a minor female celebrity is struggling to look for a new gig and life is definitely not 'fun times' no worries, cos all she gotta do is one or two topless shoots and wayhey! Everyone's in touch with her agent.

There ain't no such thing as taking pride anymore. It's all about what you've got and what you can afford. Example. In November 2005 the English Football Association went up and down the youth in England asking 2,000 players (aged 15-17) "For your 18th birthday would you prefer your first senior England cap or a Ferrari F430 (priced at £155,325) and wait a further four years for your first senior cap?" 76% of the players preferred the Ferrari.

So much for playing for your country being the "biggest and best thing you can do in any sport."

Sadly, that's the way of the world and complaining about it in a pointless blog isn't gonna do fuck all to stop it

Her lingo went from the cockney to the gringo

"Ok men. I'm going to be honest with here. Some of us may not make it back alive, the lucky ones will. But once these horrific scenes are over and all the smoke has cleared, I will do everything possible to make sure that any families losing a treasured member will have the army's full support in immortalising the memory and sacrifice paid by any one of you brave men.

And I can assure you this, because I'm going out there! That's some scary shit behind those doors. Good luck!"

Well it's about that time where I begin to feel bad about everyone updating their blogs and mine staying static. Ok. What's going down?

Changed the picture to random South Park shot.

Been gathering albums that I just never got round to getting in my quest to gather new music.

Got Panic Prevention by Jamie T and Mens needs woman's needs... by The Cribs.

Two very good albums I should add.

Three assignments, one presentation and two two hour exams until I've finished this year.

Three o'clock, June 2nd is my finish line.

Signing shit for our house a-fucking-gain with Luke on Wednesday.

But it should be cool.

I've threatened him with death if he decides to fuck off.

My uni timetable is now as follows:

Monday:

Approaching culture lecture. 9am - 10

"                 " seminar. 10am - 11am

Key political thinkers seminar. 3pm - 4pm

Tuesday

Key political thinkers lecture. 9am - 11am

Wednesday - Sunday

WEEKEND.

June 2nd - 16th is gonna be a dirty dirty treadfest.

I'm very much looking forward to moving into our house on July 1st.

I ate my pineapple today.

It was nice and I'm going back to Asda later on to buy another one.

I'm often amazed when I go out and meet new peoples cos like they're like 'oh Rohan was cool.' I can never understand why, cos I speak the least outta everyone there and make one or two offbeat jokes.

People do confuse my very much so.

Well, I guess I should leave y'all with the story that. America porn actress Stormy Daniels has decided to go toe - to - toe with a Christian, family-values Republican David Vitter who got caught with some hoes of his own. Making a long story short. Her slogan is: (and I swear I'm not making this up) "Stormy Daniels: Screwing People Honestly." ...

Did you hear that?

That was me losing faith in humanity.

Bye.