And the battle commences!

Listening to: [ TV on the Radio - Wolf Like Me ]

The above is an awesome track reccommended to me by Dantan, although his girlfriend Marie would argue she was the original fan but just got there a little too late.

Anyhow, this battle of galactic proportions kicks off where Joe Fraser and Muhammed Ali left off.

With only 4 weeks of University life remaining my friend Duong and i have a bet.

Any cute girl we catch, we have to stare at her and the first person to break contact will lose the bet. With some convincing we're hoping to get a third contender: Waiyip Khong.

Hard for me to say this is my last semester at University. I haven't joined a club, i didn't go to a ball and i never really got into the Uni life (though sometimes i wish i did) but never fear! These final days of Uni will be a good one.

I will post the results of our match and the winner gets to force the loser to ask out any random girl the winner chooses even though Duong hasn't accept this as the prize... he will! ... by force :P

Holler out: Helen Le on her 23rd birthday. 9 years of being best friends, you are on hell of an awesome friend. I still owe you a birthday present and another bday shout out to Hayden Upton. The man of words never ceases to make me smile, a legend in his own right!

That's all for now.

-Jay

My torment

It's almost been a month since i've had a decent night of sleep.

Each day i hate going to University and i hate myself for not standing up earlier and doing what i really want to do.
No one really understands, especially my family who insists this is the best course for me but i die inside everyday.

University is a routine that i should've gotten used to a year or two ago, i use every excuse to get out of class or not study at all.

Often i feel depressed my life isn't going anywhere and i'm confident the skills i'm learning at the institution will not provide what i will need in the future. I'm haunted almost everynight of a vision, a possibility that could be there if i go for it...

In my eyes, i see success, wealth, happiness in doing what i can do best; that is to create.

Anything from photography, music, storyboards, advertising, script writing...

The thought of saving up for my own dark room or brand new SLR camera brings a sour smile to my face.

Sadly, it's a bit of a catch 22. If i go on with my Uni given my complete lack of motivation and focus i'll most likely just fail and repeat. Or if i just leave i will be branded a complete failure by my family (and myself) for not going that extra 10%.

It's hard to put down in words that i should give it a shot and just finish it, i just mentally blank out.
I've even resorted to asking Jenny for help in time management, study techniques but frankly she's not the support i'd hope for... or even remotely close.

Sometimes i wonder if this nightmare will ever end?