There is a thing that a lot of people blame for their poor performance at university. That thing is FOMO. Fear Of Missing Out. Sure you could stay in and study for your final exam, worth eighty percent of your grade. Or... Frank from the flat next door is going to Terrible Club A tonight, and is going to have pre-drinks at his. He's been texting you all day to get you to go. Don't be boring he say's, don't let the side down. It's just one quiet drink. Well, gone are the days where you could actually go out the night before work / uni / an exam and actually get away with it. You're body is well over that particular hurdle now and it will destroy you if you abuse it. Fear Of Missing Out has become Fear Of Missing Sleep. Naps are the new big thing in your life, and early nights are all the rage. You can still drink at home though! A single glass of wine with dinner! And every friday night you and your colleagues will cram into the nearest boozer and pretend to enjoy each others company while only talking about work and people you work with. There really is no escaping it.