Happy Monday, Guys!

Well its just turned Monday and I thought I'd be the first to wish you all a very happy beginning of the week! Just so you guys don't get your hopes up in the morning, I can reveal to you all that here it will not be a sunny morning with beautiful butterflies fluttering around with blue skies and happy, chirpy birds. Instead it will be dull, monotonous, and down right depressing.

But to put a higher tone on things, you should be happy by the fact that I am taking time out to write to you and make you feel as though you actually do have a friend that cares about telling you how the day will be when you wake up in the morning.

To change the subject, i would like to say that my last post made out the impression that I was shunning the media for exploiting the lives and "goings on" of celebrities. I do not condone this at all (relief hit you yet?) as I am all for people such as heather mills and such getting there heads filled with the trip the media is throwing at them.

A good friend visited me today. We spoke of the past and the present and how her boyfriend has the jaw of James nesbit (which, as you can probably imaging was my own opinion). They are a funny couple, not funny looking...yet, but just funny. Shes outrageous and she makes him out to be the complete opposite to herself. I find opposites very strange, even though the whole opposites attract saying has been put out there, which i by the way find utterly stupid- we are not poles of magnets. Its a stupid thing to say- unless you're at a physics lesson, then of course its the perfect thing to say.

I never really understood physics. I mean I could do it, but I didn't really understand the whole point of working out how far a car would roll down a hill if it were raining or had been raining and the ground was made out of A. tarmac or B. cement. I also loved the way the physics teachers wouldn't let you near the "radioactive" pieces of metals they kept in lead boxes in case the radioactivity made us superhuman right there on the spot, when the radioactivity measure could hardly even pick up the signal of the "dangerous" demonstration. It was a joke.

Come to think of it, most of high school was a joke, compared to the hell we enter afterwards. The lessons were pointless, especially the citizen ship ones! "If you see a gun, what should you do?" Bloody run away would be my first guess, or hide and not breath in case it gave you away, but no. The correct answer is of course: Report it, immediately. Report it, immediately? Immediately?! You'd be bloody dead before you reach the door to go off to report it! Give us a chance for it to sink in for fucks sake!