its been a plight, week in week out. for knowing the ropes of school have yet got me accustomed to the hung, drawn and quarter of the daily routine. been striving, been enduring, been persevering. a keepy-uppy with partime training and school have cut me short of my once limitless energy. but this stubborn personality turned out to be positive factor, for i believe i am going to pull through this, with a Pyrrhic victory rather then my head hung low.

the session with the mentor have given me a major boost. as happy as clam as it flow through my eardrums that at the rate i am going, its is a probability that university should be my next destination. that could be a kickstart. to knocked some sense to this son of gun who seems to sleep like a top for now. awake this beast that is building inside to ignite that strong finish. for i have always been a slow starter , strong finisher. a earlier build-up to the finishing line would lead me to my primrose path.

its kinda unorthodox for someone to thrive under those squeaky bum time, but nevertheless i do.

well, theres a huge gap between expectation and reality. there is not silver bullet, all the oncomings had to be pulled by all your stops. its a tough act to know all your onions, but its achievable. so BELIEVE.

i am trying to keep up with the Joneses and bypass him so and allow my expectation and reality to meet each other and live happily ever after. well first, i have to keep my hands clean. and yea, many happy returns.