The Art of War

Its 6 am. Prosper is on his way back home trying to get the FTP server running. Ali and Jaz have called it a night. I'm here in Jesup manning station. I can see it getting bright outside - soon it will be sun rise. I'm lucky I have only one class tomorrow. Ah! classes. They so are a thing of the past right now. Tonight was a great night - we got so much done. A special cheers to Mark!

So thats what it feels like being in a story book. I've heard stories of people pushing themselves, doing great things, sometimes making shit load of money while they are doing it. But its so different being in their position now. Its real. My arms are bruised - i got some strange cuts on them - they hurt. My back and head ache from lack of sleep. Im practically dropping dead right now. And yet there is some thing that keeps me ticking. 'Pehla Nasha' one of my favourite songs is playing in the background. I know this is going to work. Im waiting for Prosper to call and tell me to send out the invites. I wait.

And of my love life - my non existant love life. Gave it all up long time ago. Some one once told me, between school, a girl friend, and a company you've got to choose two. Jaz and Zaki are living testaments of this - I choose school and company. However as days pass it seems like one more choice will have to be dropped. I hope I don't have to make that decision this semester.

Prosper call man. Prosper has had it hard too. Hes taken more shit and crap than ive ever seen any programmer take and still pull through. I'd trust this dude with my life. Single handly hes done what teams of tens of programmers do in months. This dude is plain freaking awesome!

The clock is still clicking - Prosper still hasnt called. I'm getting worried. Its getting brighter and brighter. I've been in this lab (on and off) since 1 pm (17 hrs!). I went into physics, gave my quiz and left and came straight here. I probably got an A+ on the quiz. But my other classes im just failing

If there is one thing i've learnt, its never to give up no matter how royally fucked up the ass you are. Its all about striving - if you can give 200% knowing that the project might not live another day, you're on the way to some thing. The thing i HATE about most entreprenerus is that they are too smart for themselves. They calculate - maximize profit and plain think too freaking much. When you see a beautiful girl, you don't run calculations in your head. You freaking get out there and take your chance. Thats what ideas are about - taking chances. You can do as much intellectual mastubation you want but it wont get you anywhere. Some times one needs to take a leap of faith. Trust your guts. Get out there and be the person you dreamt of growing up into when you were a kid. Thats what we're about to do in the next 30 minutes. We don't know whether it will succeed or not.

Prosper just called. The script isnt running. Rackspace is messing up our servers. Hes calling them back. Its getting brighter. The maintaince staff have come in already (they woke me up while i was napping on the floor)

I spoke to the hosting guys. Some crazy stuff with our firewall and port 80 authorization. Its fully bright outside. I'm still waiting. Prosper i think has collapsed.

I have the courage to see this thing fail, but i dont have the courage to know that i did'nt give it every last breath I had...

I don't know what will happen tomorrow. All I know is today, we take our leap of faith.