When to stay away......

Can you judge someone on the decisions they make in their own lives? Even when you know it's the wrong one. Should you intervene at the risk of being accused of interfering, even if you would be stopping them from making what could be the worse mistake of their lives? Or do you just stand back, let them make their own decisions and be ready to pick up the pieces, even though you knew all along that it would end that way.....

What do you do when someone is insisting of putting a wrecking ball though their lives and hurting those who love them the most?....

This one is for you....

"A True friend is someone who sees the pain in your eyes, while everyone else believes the smile on your face." Unknown.

In life you meet people who are truly good people but don't seem to realise it themselves. People who are encouraging to all that you do and supportive from a far. I have a friend who this applies too.

Although she doesn't always see it, she makes a difference in her own small way that motivate others to be better people. She does not preach to you, or tell you that your way is wrong, she listens and quietly reflects. Then she makes her impact in small reserved ways, that unknowingly to her have the biggest impact.

One of my fondest memories of her took place on Christmas Eve a few years ago. She had invited me to a carol service by candlelight to which she was playing in the band. Her faith is what makes my friend the special person she is, and as the vicar read his sermons she began to cry. At first I was concerned, worried even, but following a discussion with a mutual friend it was explained to me that this was her own personal stress release and how her deep desire to be a better person was released in those tears. I suddenly realised that her release of emotion, though it may seem unusual showed what a truly good person she is and how much she cares about everything.

After that I saw her in a new light.

At the start of the year she decided to not buy any new clothes for a whole year. This was an ethical decision, one of many, she had read an article about a woman who had decided to do this and how she managed to still look great for a whole year in clothes she already owned.

When I heard she was doing this I wasn't surprised. It made me smile as she has a very "individual" style that only works on her. I laughed as she explained that new underwear was permitted in this new year resolution, as she was not Christan enough to deny herself that, but I admired her conviction anyway.

Today, she complemented me on something I thought I was not that good at and it meant a lot. As I read her message something our mutual friend said ran through my head "She thinks she is a bad Christan."

Well I am here to tell you otherwise!

If all people of faith cared as much as you, the world would be a much better place.

So here's to you xxxxx

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Gym = Evil

"I f**king hate you" She shouted as I ran slightly ahead of her followed by my very overly energetic victory dance!

We have started our fitness regime, I have to say I hate exercise in any form, whether I win a race with my friend or not. So planning to start running probably wasn't the best idea I ever had.

Saying that though I joined the gym today, even the induction killed me! Within minutes I had mastered the "I'm not staring at you, opposite mirror people watch."

As I tried to look like I wasn't dying, I entertained myself with some important questions..... "Why the hell is that man running on the treadmill with a big woolly jumper on under his t shirt?" and "Where is that woman going that she is required to run for hours on the steepest incline in history??"

I have discovered that I could possibly be friends with the treadmill, but I am not on speaking terms with the cross-trainer! Bad, bad, bad! I managed only 2 whole minutes on that instrument of torture....Followed by an on the spot decision that I wasn't that bothered about being a skinny bitch after all...

I think those people who say they enjoy the gym are just kidding themselves......

The gym is evil. Simply Evil.

Why is life like this? I don't want Pippa Middleton's Ass...Just mine, expect less wobbly and a little more pert....If only there was an easier way....

A Dating Contradiction.......

Why can I not picture myself in a relationship with someone? Does that mean there is something wrong with me or that I am scared of getting hurt?

Should a person who can't picture themselves in a long term relationship with anyone be dating at all?

I went on my first actual internet date today, actually my first date in over a year. You would think that I would have learnt by now that internet dates NEVER works, but I try anyway, in the hope that all those chick flicks were right and the right guy in out there afterall...

Negativity aside he was actually quite nice, we talked about everything but I'm not sure there was any chemistry. Actually more to the point what is chemistry? And how do you know if you have it?

Was I attracted to him?? Hmm....Maybe not.....

Would I like some male attention?.......Yeah, probably.....

Where are the boys when you need them?

When I saw it was sunny this morning I had the genius idea of going to buy a laptop, as I am sick of having to do my degree work inside the house, while outside the sun is shining and everyone is enjoying themselves! So off I went to the shopping centre.

After a couple of panicking phone calls to my IT geek little brother, a super quick purchase of a sports bra and an argument with the shop assistant over my incorrect use of the “none lingerie” changing room, despite the fact that it was in fact the only changing room on that floor. I nervously headed over to the laptop area as I tried to remember what my brother had said “Was it 2 megabytes or gigabytes? Was it a 500 hard drive and a 200? What does all this mean anyway? I bet they know I have no idea what I am on about!"

You see this trauma is a daily occurrence for me in my endlessly “single girl” state. I try to pretend I am a modern independent woman, but when it comes to stuff like this, I fail miserably. Other women, those who have men in their lives, would just have to stand there and look pretty, while the saleman talks in boy to their gadget happy other half. Happy in the knowledge that they were not being ripped off simply because they are a girl.

In my head life seems so much easier, but I suppose the grass is always greener.

Either way, I was ripped off and in the process totally forgot get “office” as I was convinced Windows and Office were the same thing and they just magicially appear on your computer with no effort at all on my part.

Fail.

£700 pounds plus £90 for Office later,

I am poor.

Shame.

Internet Dating.....It begins again!

I thought I might give internet dating another bash, this was after I was talked into it by a friend of mine while picnicking in the spring sunshine..... She used all the usual statements to talk me round "What have you got to lose?" "It's more socially acceptable now" and my personal favourite "Mr Right could be just a click away" obviously she is NOT single.....

So I found a "free" dating website, copied and pasted an old "Tell us about what you are looking for" statement from another dating site I once joined and added a picture...

Then a few days went by and I forgot about the profile until today when I was avoiding doing some work. So I logged onto the website and to my surprise I had 72 messages! Granted there were some "special" individuals in the mix.......a couple of delusional 50 year olds in need of a mail order bride and one who was 67 years old probably in need of a carer, but hey God loves a trier....Right!

Well Done Boys you made me giggle ;-)

Backpacker Memoirs....Victoria Falls, Zambia.

Monday 28th December 2009.

Well today started off with a bang. After our official visit to Victoria Fall yesterday which was amazing....Today with got to see feel it's power, even when the river is low! A few of us decided to go to "The Devil's Pool" just above Victoria Falls.


Basically, being the stupid tourists that we are, we paid money to swim in a pool at the top of Vic Falls! It's funny really, they advertise it as "Livingstone Island" sounds pretty sedate, but when you get there they have you climbing over rocks in your bikini for hours with some African guy right behind you. Who somehow manages to "guide" you in the right direction with his hand right on your ass and a well timed wink....

Honestly though, it was an massive adrenaline rush. They had us swimming though water that was trying to push you over the edge with only two guys to grab hold of you before you tipped over the edge! They had us jump into the pool in a certain place right on the edge, the power of the water was unbelievable! I ended up with so many bruises and scratches, but we got our first slap up breakfast complete with knife and forks and proper towels to dry ourselves off with afterwards.....We got overly excited and got some funny looks, but none of the other tourists had been camping for 60 days.....Light weights! hehe!

All in all, an amazing day.