Its Been A Funny Old Week
This past week has been one of the most insane weeks I think I have ever had and not really for any great reason, its just been very up and down, bordering on bi-polar!!
So the end of last week was great....me and Steve went out to Joe Rigatoni's and then to the cinema on Friday....it were lovely, and Steve looked kinda cute in his brown wooly jumper!!
The weekend was very strange......
Sunday was the day of the Redcar 10 mile race but because it was snwoing heavily when I woke up I made the decision not to race as I didn't want to risk getting cold and ill by spending ages outside in the cold. Not to be ignorant with Redcar only being 15minutes down the road I thought I would wrap up warm and go down to support for a bit, big mistake. I did the polite thing and made sure I went to say Hi to everyone and made sure that I supported everyone as they went by.....not that they actually would have bothered to do the same if they had been in my position!! Despite my best efforts of talking to everyone I realised there wasn't much point as they clearly didn't want to make an effort to be polite. Therefore I have now decided that they can all go to hell, if they aren't bothered then I'm not bothered! They can go and shove their heads up their fucking arses.....I feel I may have said this before but I never bothered to try and keep up not talking to them, not this time though, this time they can all go and boil their heads until they explode!!
I should explain a bit more about why I am now so determined to make sure that I never talk to them again......after I had left the race I was fine, I went to the pub with Steve to watch the Boro play (we got beat 2-0 by Charlton by the way!), then Monday rolled around and I felt the worst I have felt in a long time. I even considered giving up racing so that I didn't have to deal with any of the shit that goes with having to see any of those people again. But after a few tears and a lot of thinking I realised that I don't want to give up and I am going to have to find a way to cope with these people when I see them...my solution is to not talk to them and immerse myself in my own little world when they are all around. I'm not bothered if they think I'm a freak because quite frankly they are right I am a freak but I wouldn't want to be anything else. At least I can say that I am not like them!!
Anyway I'm just ranting again and probably sounding quite angry which I am really not!!! I'm actually really happy at the moment. I'm enjoying my job, the Boro are playing well (we beat Roma and are through to the 1/4 finals of the UEFA Cup!!!) and I'm having a ball spending more time with Steve. When I really think about my life is actually pretty cool at the moment. I'm not gonna let anything spoil it now, nobody has the right to spoil it and I aim to make sure that nobody does spoil it!!
So the end of last week was great....me and Steve went out to Joe Rigatoni's and then to the cinema on Friday....it were lovely, and Steve looked kinda cute in his brown wooly jumper!!
The weekend was very strange......
Sunday was the day of the Redcar 10 mile race but because it was snwoing heavily when I woke up I made the decision not to race as I didn't want to risk getting cold and ill by spending ages outside in the cold. Not to be ignorant with Redcar only being 15minutes down the road I thought I would wrap up warm and go down to support for a bit, big mistake. I did the polite thing and made sure I went to say Hi to everyone and made sure that I supported everyone as they went by.....not that they actually would have bothered to do the same if they had been in my position!! Despite my best efforts of talking to everyone I realised there wasn't much point as they clearly didn't want to make an effort to be polite. Therefore I have now decided that they can all go to hell, if they aren't bothered then I'm not bothered! They can go and shove their heads up their fucking arses.....I feel I may have said this before but I never bothered to try and keep up not talking to them, not this time though, this time they can all go and boil their heads until they explode!!
I should explain a bit more about why I am now so determined to make sure that I never talk to them again......after I had left the race I was fine, I went to the pub with Steve to watch the Boro play (we got beat 2-0 by Charlton by the way!), then Monday rolled around and I felt the worst I have felt in a long time. I even considered giving up racing so that I didn't have to deal with any of the shit that goes with having to see any of those people again. But after a few tears and a lot of thinking I realised that I don't want to give up and I am going to have to find a way to cope with these people when I see them...my solution is to not talk to them and immerse myself in my own little world when they are all around. I'm not bothered if they think I'm a freak because quite frankly they are right I am a freak but I wouldn't want to be anything else. At least I can say that I am not like them!!
Anyway I'm just ranting again and probably sounding quite angry which I am really not!!! I'm actually really happy at the moment. I'm enjoying my job, the Boro are playing well (we beat Roma and are through to the 1/4 finals of the UEFA Cup!!!) and I'm having a ball spending more time with Steve. When I really think about my life is actually pretty cool at the moment. I'm not gonna let anything spoil it now, nobody has the right to spoil it and I aim to make sure that nobody does spoil it!!