So much to do…

I’ve got so much shit to do it ain’t funny. No help from the newly appointed project manager of our Project Management group. Fuck that shit, told her that she could leave the group if she can’t work with the rest of us.

Had a good game, although I did get a little pissed off about the guys playing like a bunch of retards the first two games. After voicing my disappointment they did start using their heads a bit. Fight! awesome, felt like I was in school again. It wasn’t a proper fist fight though, just lots of shouting and stuff about people’s mom’s taking it up the ass etc. All good fun though. Went to Station Family Restaurant and had a good laugh over a bottle. This shit is fun. A lot of fun.

Bomb went off today near IFS. Freak, this shit is happening too close to me for comfort. Although I must reiterate that I will not change my life just because bombs are going off, literalily around me. The Fuck? It’s annoying and a bloody inconvenience. I’m in the process of putting together some political shit for the other blog at the moment. Probably post it one of these days. But it is a little annoying. If I remember right I believe the war was supposed to be done with by March 08… hmm?

Weekend quite good. Didn’t involve much booze but certainly a lot of physical activity. All good, slept most of Sunday, read the papers, which seem to be declining in terms of content etc., watched some TV, caught up on some work, went to church and went to sleep. Good Stuff…

Times Past

I’ve been sort of dissecting my life in the past few days and I’ve come to realize how fortunate I am to lead the life I do. I’ve been blessed with so many good things in my life that I really should stop complaining about trivial shit and start thanking God for the wonderful life I live.Reading through this post by a dear friend of mine reminded me of the good times that we used to have. The reference to the his birthday, reminded me of that wonderful night that I first met Marshmallow

Speaking to BeautifulEyes has also reminded me that I really do have a great life and life style, which most people crave. A great childhood, love, great friends, parents and much more.I was reading through my other blog, which I started about 4 years ago and it brought back fond and bitter memories of those times past. I remember wondering what the use of this whole blog business was, apart from sharing my two cents worth with the world, what real good will it bring. I now understand it. It’s like a diary, but one that will last forever, even after I am gone. Reading through the last few years was amazing. I can’t even imagine myself sitting and writing stuff like that and I honestly cannot think how I came up with some of that. It’s quite amazing, maybe not for you, but for me it is.

Looking forward to a great March, big match and all. 3 whole days of drinking etc. No terrorist bastard is going to deprive us Royalists and Thomians having a good time at the expense of a cricket match. Ever.

Rocks!

Life has finally taken a turn towards the better. No more confections and annoying text messages and immature rantings about my blogs and fucking bullshit like that. On with my life to hell with whatever she thinks.Life is brilliant at the moment. Studies are going as planned so far; a few minor hiccups caused by procrastination but nothing that can’t be fixed. Work is alright. Got a few new gigs and dumped a few old ones for the moment. I’m playing sports, hanging out with friends, working, studying and in general having a blast. Now if I could just head down to Unawatuna or something for a couple of days, that would be the icing on the cake.

I’ve made new friends and it seems that we’ve become rather close. No it’s not heading in any direction. We are just being friends and exchanging ideas, opinions and discussing matters of the universe. It’s much fun.

Ok, so I better get cracking on those assignments of mine. Need to get them done before heading to basket ball practice and then somewhere for a drink or something tomorrow. More stuff here. Later.