With A Little Help From My Friends

I've come to the conclusion that my hopeless love life has taken up most of my time. I've managed to forget all about my goal in life: to get the grades to get into the Police Academy.

This realisation lies heavy on my shoudlers. How did it happen? (Just a rhetorical question. I know how it happened.) My feelings got the best of me. But no more. I'm back in the game, hopefully not too late.

See, I know myself. And eventhough I'm now an adult (not the words I would use, but hey...) I still make the same mistakes as I did when I was younger. I used to let men define me. I used to let men get the best of me. I used to let men run my life. But no more. As I said, I'm back in the game. Enough is enough and I need to ride right into the eye of the storm that is my grades.

I've now started taking long walks with friends to clear my head (we take a 2-hour walk every other day now, Little F in the buggy) and I've started to feel more and more invigorated for every time. I've lost just under half a stone in a couple of months (5 kilograms) and managed to score a few new muscle groups in the process. Yeey me!

I'm beginning to feel better about myself again. Finally. No man needed to fill that gap. I've done it all by myself (and of course with a little help from my friends - Thank Yous are being handed out to the rightful owners!!!).

Look at me, I'm surfing!!!