I have just been to see 300, although it was a good movie its not what this post is about. This post is about something I realized on my way home. I was walking from the station because the traffic was heavy and it would have been faster and it gave me time to think. I have been thinking about one of my friends and the way he makes comments about another of my friends, and that hurts me. On my walk I also realized that I was making comments about someone else who left our group and even though she left us that still does not mean I can do it. What ever becomes of my thoughts I don’t know but I am going to try to cut down on my (not so) smart comments and quick whip cracks because they might be gnawing at someone else.

Today I have been in a good mood, I’ve had a smile on my face since I got home from university. I really don’t remember the last time I felt like that. I had a suspicion what was giving me the feeling and I think that has been confirmed. Shame about where I got the title for this post, it was used as the Toyota slogan in the 80s but I only know that because it was on Pimp my Ride.

I am now well and truly addicted to Final Fantasy 11 again

Well after 2 weeks of Final Fantasy XI I am now playing once again. I tried but I realised that real life is much more boring than game life. I can totally understand why people go out every night of the week drinking. Although I prefer to save my money and spend it on things I enjoy and can continue to do so for more than a few hours. I would love to know how my mum thinks that spending £100 on my computer when I know people spend at least that every week going out.

Well this evening has been fun, just after midnight and have just got home from my Grandma’s 80th Birthday Party. I have listened to a few good stories of when my dad and his two brothers were younger. One of them was at my Gran’s 60th party when one of my uncles had told my Gran that he was seeing someone. Later my uncle was doing press ups and both my other uncle and my dad said that he was practicing for tomorrow night. I knew that is exactly the kind of comment I would have come out with if I had of been there. I remember in one of my drama classes that my teacher had said to the class that one day when you are older you will realize that you are very similar to your parents and wont see it as a bad thing. I am proud of my parents and thankful for all that they have done for me and ask for little in return.

I have been getting a lot of small bits of coursework from a module called Introduction to Programming worth between 10 and 15% each and I have just finished tweaking one that is due tomorrow. I would be surprised if I didn’t get an A but be shocked if it was less than a B its just too easy. I can’t wait till next year where I might actually do something challenging.

I’m not sure why but today has been a good day, I work up in a good mood. I did not go for a drive yesterday, I did not get up early enough but I did do something else. I asked her out which may go some way to why today is so good. Although she did not reply at all in half an hour until I said good night where she said bye. A little later I released that she had not said no, although I wont push her I will probably ask again in the future. I just hope I did not scare her off…

It is almost half way through the weekend and I have been really bored I feel like going out and doing something but I have drawn a blank as to what. I kind of wish that there was more work to be done inside University so that I do not spend so much time at home. I think I will go out for a drive tomorrow just to get out of the house.

Yesterday I started getting an odd feeling fairly soon after I had gone to University, and my mood deteriorated a lot from then to the point where I was wondering the point of being alive was. It is strange what you think of but I still could not find a reason. Anyway, I got home about half past one still not feeling to good and started reading Micro Mart (a weekly computer magazine). When my dad got home from a meeting he was very excited about something to do with work and my mood suddenly picked up. It is fascinating how easily even foul moods can change to joy or excitement.

Just before I post, I would like to with my friend’s sister a fast recovery from her operation. I am sure she will be annoying my friend again in the way only siblings can.

I know Honda promotes “What if?” as being a good thing, and yes in most cases it is a good thing but I am currently wrestling with the bad side at the moment. I finally pluck up the courage to do something that I really want to do but when I get to the point of doing it my courage goes on holiday, doubt sets in and I run for the hills. This is then usually followed with me being really frustrated at myself. If you have been in my position you will probably know what I am talking about, I hope I can bring myself to do it before it is to late… unless it is already…