New Week Ahead.

Its been a few days...a lot has happened, and yet I haven't really done anything. To start it off, RedBull hosted a DJ contest at the local on-campus bar, Dons. Everything was all peachy, we were jamming out, having a good time, my buddy Chris dominated all competition and walked away with about 170 free RedBulls...things were fine. That is until some bastard tried to yank my wallet out of my back pocket...what is that shit? Of course I was pissed and went after the kid. He wasn't even able to get it out of my pocket, I felt it, and as soon as I turned around, he took off. Well we had a scuffle. No one was hit, but I made my opinion known and this kid was scared shitless. Don't get me wrong, this kid definitely deserved to have his lights knocked out....butttttt, 1. There is a security camera about every 10 feet, scattered about the ceiling at Dons. 2. The security guards were right next to me. 3. I'm trying to stay in school....Any way, this scumbag knows to watch his back; if I see him off campus, he's in trouble.

After a mess of about a half hour or so, fed up and exhausted, I took a cab back to the Castle....little did I know this would be a lengthy stay this time. 2:30 AM Friday morning, I woke up, sweating to death, stomach in a knot, and with about a 105 degree fever. FML. God knows what hit me, but I felt like I could die. No joke. For a day and a half I laid in my bed, leaving only to fetch a glass of water or go lose another 5 lbs. of liquid from my body...one way or another. Yea, things were not looking good. So my genus plan. I wake up at 5 AM on Sunday morning, thinking oh I'll be fineeee. Go surf, puke about 100 times in the water, and get back out with a splitting headache. Sweet. Kicking myself for pushing my luck, I returned to my coffin of a bed, and tried to sleep off this chronic ailment.  On Sunday afternoon, when I felt somewhat back to reality, the first place I went was the doctor. I waited about 40 minutes for this guy to tell me I had a bad case of food poisoning. A little relieving, yes, but still shitty....and why was I still so sick a good 2 days later? I couldn't compile what I had eaten all day Thursday, so the cause of my illness still remains a mystery. He said I'd have to "wait it out." Sweet, thanks for looking out. After he'd prescribed me some meager meds to help settle my stomach and get rid of this headache/fever, I went home. 

Plenty of rest, about $100 worth of Gatorade and numerous gallons of water, I'm now somewhat back to normal. Still feel it in my head, and stomach too at times, but I ate today (first time since Thursday). Felt good to put something other than crackers and liquid in my stomach, (even though it wasn't much). My real medicine is going to be a 5:30 AM sesh at South Stradbroke Island with Will tomorrow. Should be fun. That being said, I'm going to sleep. 

I miss all of my friends and family a lot. I hope your all doing well and staying warm back home. 

...much Love. 

Here's a few images I took during my times of struggle.

Saturday night buzzing.

Wall of fun and a lonely shopping cart...all in a days work.

Watching another days end. 

Flashy skyline. 

Beach path vantage point.