Okay the year I left high school (2000) these were the top 100 songs.

I'm supposed to strike the ones I hate, bold the ones I like and underline the one that's my favourite...

1. Breathe, Faith Hill
2. Smooth, Santana Featuring Rob Thomas
3. Say My Name, Destiny's Child
4. I Wanna Know, Joe
5. Everything You Want, Vertical Horizon
6. Maria Maria, Santana Featuring The Product G&B
7. Bent, Matchbox Twenty
8. Amazed, Lonestar
9. I Knew I Loved You, Savage Garden
10. He Wasn't Man Enough, Toni Braxton
11. Higher, Creed
12. .Try Again, Aaliyah
13. There You Go, Pink
14. Thong Song, Sisqo
15. Kryptonite, 3 Doors Down
16. Jumpin Jumpin', Destiny's Child
17. What A Girl Wants, Christina Aguilera
18. Doesn't Really Matter, Janet
19. Music, Madonna
20. Back At One, Brian McKnight
21. Bye Bye Bye, 'N Sync
22. You Sang To Me, Marc Anthony
23. I Need To Know, Marc Anthony
24. Get It On Tonite, Montell Jordan
25. Incomplete, Sisqo
26. I Try, Macy Gray
27. It's Gonna Be Me, 'N Sync
28. That's The Way It Is, Celine Dion
29. (Hot S**T) Country Grammar, Nelly
30. Bring It All To Me, Blaque
31. Show Me The Meaning Of Being Lonely, Backstreet Boys
32. Hot Boyz, Missy Elliott Featuring Nas, EVE & Q-Tip
33. Back Here, BBMak
34. It Feels So Good, Sonique
35. Absolutely (Story Of A Girl), Nine Days
36. With Arms Wide Open, Creed
37. Be With You, Enrique Iglesias
38. Come On Over Baby (All I Want Is You), Christina Aguilera
39. No More, Ruff Endz
40. All The Small Things, Blink 182
41. The Way You Love Me, Faith Hill
42. I Turn To You, Christina Aguilera
43. Never Let You Go, Third Eye Blind
44. I Need You, LeAnn Rimes
45. Thank God I Found You, Mariah Carey Featuring Joe & 98 Degrees
46. Let's Get Married, Jagged Edge
47. My Love Is Your Love, Whitney Houston
48. Then The Morning Comes, Smash Mouth
49. Blue (Da Ba Dee), iffel 65
50. Desert Rose, Sting Featuring Cheb Mami
51. The Real Slim Shady, Eminem
52. Most Girls, Pink
53. Wifey, Next
54. Wonderful, Everclear
55. Oops!... I Did It Again, Britney Spears
56. I Wanna Love You Forever, Jessica Simpson
57. Give Me Just One Night (Una Noche ), 98 Degrees
58. Take A Picture, Filter
59. Otherside, Red Hot Chili Peppers
60. Big Pimpin', Jay-Z Featuring UGK
61. Purest Of Pain (A Puro Dolor), Son By Four
62. He Can't Love U, Jagged Edge
63. Separated, Avant
64. I Wish, Carl Thomas
65. U Know What's Up, Donell Jones
66. Faded, SoulDecision Featuring Thrust
67. Only God Knows Why, Kid Rock
68. Shake Ya Ass, Mystikal
69. Bag Lady, Erykah Badu
70. Meet Virginia, Train
71. Party Up (Up In Here), DMX
72. Case Of The Ex (Whatcha Gonna Do), Mya
73. Forget About Dre, Dr. Dre Featuring Eminem
74. That's The Way, Jo Dee Messina
75. Swear It Again, Westlife
76. The Next Episode, Dr. Dre Featuring Snoop Dogg
77. From The Bottom Of My Broken Heart, Britney Spears
78. Crash And Burn, Savage Garden
79. Yes!, Chad Brock
80. The Best Day, George Strait
81. How Do You Like Me Now?!, Toby Keith
82. Where I Wanna Be, Donell Jones
83. My Best Friend, Tim McGraw
84. Broadway, Goo Goo Dolls
85. Dance With Me, Debelah Morgan
86. Don't Think I'm Not, Kandi
87. I Hope You Dance, Lee Ann Womack & Sons Of The Desert
88. Better Off Alone, Alice Deejay
89. What'chu Like, Da Brat Featuring Tyrese
90. Cowboy Take Me Away, Dixie Chicks
91. I Like It, Sammie
92. 24/7, Kevon Edmonds
93. Girl On TV, LFO
94. Bounce With Me, Lil Bow Wow Featuring Xscape
95. What About Now, Lonestar
96. I Don't Wanna, Aaliyah
97. Independent Women Part I, Destiny's Child
98. Shackles (Praise You), Mary Mary
99. Waiting For Tonight, Jennifer Lopez
100. Gotta Tell You, Samantha Mumba

Wow, couldn't really remember them. Coupled with my open-minded approach to music meant I barely had anything to say about any of the songs. The Real Slim Shady probably isn't even my favourite it's just I had to pick one...

So I also tried the year I should have left school 1999

1. Believe, Cher
2. No Scrubs, TLC
3. Angel Of Mine, Monica
4. Heartbreak Hotel, Whitney Houston
5. ...Baby One More Time, Britney Spears
6. Kiss Me, Sixpence None The Richer
7. Genie In A Bottle, Christina Aguilera
8. Every Morning, Sugar Ray
9. Nobody's Supposed To Be Here, Deborah Cox
10. Livin' La Vida Loca, Ricky Martin
11. Where My Girls At?, 702
12. If You Had My Love, Jennifer Lopez
13. Slide, Goo Goo Dolls
14. Have You Ever?, Brandy
15. I Want It That Way, Backstreet Boys
16. I'm Your Angel, R. Kelly and Celine Dion
17. All Star, Smash Mouth
18. Angel, Sarah McLachlan
19. Smooth, Santana Featuring Rob Thomas
20. Unpretty, TLC
21. Bills, Bills, Bills, Destiny's Child
22. Save Tonight, Eagle-Eye Cherry
23. Last Kiss, Pearl Jam
24. Fortunate, Maxwell
25. All I Have To Give, Backstreet Boys
26. Bailamos, Enrique Iglesias
27. What's It Gonna Be?!, Busta Rhymes Featuring Janet
28. What It's Like, Everlast
29. Fly Away, Lenny Kravitz
30. Someday, Sugar Ray
31. Lately, Divine
32. That Don't Impress Me Much, Shania Twain
33. Wild Wild West, Will Smith Featuring Dru Hill and Kool Moe Dee
34. Scar Tissue, Red Hot Chili Peppers
35. Heartbreaker, Mariah Carey Featuring Jay-Z
36. I Still Believe, Mariah Carey
37. The Hardest Thing, 98 Degrees
38. Summer Girls, LFO
39. Can I Get A..., Jay-Z Featuring Amil (Of Major Coinz) and Ja
40. Jumper, Third Eye Blind
41. Doo Wop (That Thing), Lauryn Hill
42. Mambo No. 5 (A Little Bit Of...), Lou Bega
43. Sweet Lady, Tyrese
44. It's Not Right But It's Okay, Whitney Houston
45. (God Must Have Spent) A Little More Time On You, 'N Sync
46. Lullaby, Shawn Mullins
47. Anywhere, 112 Featuring Lil'Z
48. Tell Me It's Real, K-Ci and JoJo
49. Back 2 Good, Matchbox 20
50. 808, Blaque
51. She's So High, Tal Bachman
52. She's All I Ever Had, Ricky Martin
53. Miami, Will Smith
54. Hands, Jewel
55. Who Dat, JT Money Featuring Sole
56. Please Remember Me, Tim McGraw
57. From This Moment On, Shania Twain
58. Love Like This, Faith Evans
59. You, Jesse Powell
60. Trippin', Total Featuring Missy Elliott
61. If You (Lovin' Me), Silk
62. Ex-Factor, Lauryn Hill
63. Give It To You, Jordan Knight
64. Black Balloon, Goo Goo Dolls
65. Spend My Life With You, Eric Benet Featuring Tamia
66. These Are The Times, Dru Hill
67. I Don't Want To Miss A Thing, Mark Chesnutt
68. I Do (Cherish You), 98 Degrees
69. Because Of You, 98 Degrees
70. I Will Remember You (Live), Sarah McLachlan
71. Chante's Got A Man, Chante Moore
72. Happily Ever After, Case
73. My Love Is Your Love, Whitney Houston
74. All Night Long, Faith Evans Featuring Puff Daddy
75. Back That Thang Up, Juvenile Featuring Mannie Fresh and Lil' Wayne
76. Almost Doesn't Count, Brandy
77. Man! I Feel Like A Woman!, Shania Twain
78. Steal My Sunshine, Len
79. I Need To Know, Marc Anthony
80. So Anxious, Ginuwine
81. Faded Pictures, Case and Joe
82. Back At One, Brian McKnight
83. When A Woman's Fed Up, R. Kelly
84. How Forever Feels, Kenny Chesney
85. Amazed, Lonestar
86. Sometimes, Britney Spears
87. Ghetto Cowboy, Mo Thugs Family Featuring Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
88. Out Of My Head, Fastball
89. Hard Knock Life (Ghetto Anthem), Jay-Z
90. Jamboree, Naughty By Nature Featuring Zhane
91. Take Me There, BLACKstreet and Mya Featuring Mase and Blinky Blink
92. Stay The Same, Joey McIntyre
93. Lesson In Leavin', Jo Dee Messina
94. Iris, Goo Goo Dolls
95. Satisfy You, Puff Daddy Featuring R. Kelly
96. Better Days (And The Bottom Drops Out), Citizen King
97. Music Of My Heart, 'N Sync and Gloria Estefan
98. Write This Down, George Strait
99. When You Believe, Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey
100. God Must Have Spent A Little More Time On You, Alabama Featuring 'N Sync

Better... Had trouble deciding whether I liked or disliked some songs.

Today, I made my long awaited return to Ninjutsu.

It went pretty much as I expected. The foundation was still there, but to say I was rusty around the edges would be an understatement.

I'm knackered now, though.

I promise not to leave it another 4 months till my next lesson.

I got a 2.2 in my degree. Now how the fuck did I blag that?

I'm currently enjoying my last few weeks of freedom before I have to return to living with my mother for, at least, a few months. (Sorry Mum)

The main problem is, not that I'd be living with my mother, but the fact that it's in Sale. That's 6 and-a-half miles from the city centre. That means that I'd have to get out of bed an hour earlier to get to work on time, have to pay about £15 to get home from Manchester after midnight (1am Friday and Saturday), limit my spontaneous nights out and have little to no chance of bringing home a girl I meet in town.

One of the possible solutions is to get a girlfriend who lives in town, and that would pretty much compensate for all of the above. I've been dipping my toe in the water recently regarding that one. I’ve twice arranged a date with the barmaid from M2 I mentioned in a previous post. First time she stood me up but had a valid explanation so we arranged another, she stood me up again. So I’m not bothering with her anymore.

Plenty more fish in the sea… or so they say.

Went out on Friday got in at 3am. But just could get to sleep and I was due in work at 8.30. So by the time it got to 6am, I decided to just get up and go to work, I arrived at 6.53am and basically cleaned every laptop in the store. Of course everyone else thought I was mad... which of course is true.

However on the way to work, there was a homeless guy who was asking people for money (as hobos tend to do) I had avoided him but could still here him asking some of the other few early risers for some spare change.

Next thing I know is someone grabbing by the arm, and I instantly rolled the wrist over and into a basic wristlock and it only would have took a sharp jab to the elbow to break his arm. Until I realised it was this damn hobo again. I told him he shouldn't grab people like that and let him go.

Some may say I over reacted, however this arm of mine he grabbed happened to be the arm I had my laptop under. So I think I was justified. I wish people would stop attacking me.

Did, what is hopefully, my final exam ever today. Went well - went really well compared to my networks exam. But the important thing is Uni - with the minor exception of a 20-minute presentation - is over.

If I never hear the word 'deadline' again it will be too soon.

Never again will I have to revise for anything.

Now, it's back to Selfridges for a couple of years. It's laid back, no stress, I've been getting steady pay rises over the last 18 or so months I've been there and of course... the lots of pretty girls.

Well this is until I get my results, with a big FAIL printed on it. And a deferred entry or two (i.e. a re-sit which I don't get my mark capped due to mitigation)

Then I'll have to bloody revise again.

Went out on Saturday night to the new Revolution behind Kendals. Went there last week too and it was quite good. The Guiness there is top notch. Got stopped at the door and they wouldn't let me in the Air Max I was wearing. The said no sportsware - even though these are designed for casual wear and not for any type of sport.

I didn't argue. I caught a cab home and changed into my suede shoes and cabbed it back. Funny as the same bouncer looked at my feet with an expression that said, "How the fuck did he do that?" The irony is that they wouln't let me in wearing a neat pair of Nike trainers that were a day old and cost £110, but they would let me in wearing quite a battered pair of Northridge (who the fuck are they?) suede shoes that were 7 years old and cost £20. Something's wrong there.

After Revolution we went on to M2. Again I got stopped at the door, I was too casual again. I can't get the hang of this dress code. Apparently, even though there we loads of guys in there wearing them, they don't like t-shirts.

I said to the guy if I went home and changed it could I jump the queue? He said I could and he said if I did that he'd walk me in for free.

So I did that went home changed came back. He let me in for free and just incase i'd brought a secound shirt and I checked if that was okay as well.

Then I found out the others had paid £8 to get in! Ha! So it turned out worth it.

I looked around and checked a few of the other clubbers against a flyer for that night, which listed the clothes you couldn't wear. And there were loads of people breaking each rule. I previously didn't break any of them apart from the bottom one, if we don't like the look of you...

Anyway, here is my definative guide for M2 on a Saturday:

1. No dark trousers (unless with a light shirt)
2. No trainers (I haven't failed on this one but I'm not planning to risk it)
3. No T-shirts long or short sleeves (though I did get in last saturday wearing exactly the same combination of clothes as I had been refused on a few weeks before)
4. Say you'll suck the doorman's cock if he lets you in. (Not tried t but I'm sure it will work)

On the plus side on Friday night (when the dress code is a little more relaxed), I developed a bit of a liking to a barmaid, who was working again on the Saturday. My mate asked her for my phone-number on my behalf. She said she doesn't give out her phone number. So I said to her, "If she doesn't give out her phone number. How about I gave her mine." She smiled and said okay. So, although I'm not expecting it, I might get a call in the next few days.

Jesus that was a longer post than I thought it be.

Today's exam was a nightmare. Think its fucked up my entire degree. i'd revised my ass of for it as well.

Kind of annoying since I've been at uni for pretty much 5 years and I'm going to have bugger all to show for it.

Bugger.

Doctor Who on Saturday. Return of the Daleks (or Dalek in this case)

Well written I thought. I liked the way they played off the cliques.

THE DOCTOR: The great space-dustbin

ADAM: It’s like this great big pepper pot…

LAB TECHNICIAN: What you gonna do? Sucker me to death?

ROSE: Stairs. That’s more like it.

I did notice if this was set in 2012 and they had access to all this alien crap, why did Adam (the kid who played the gay one in Coronation Street) have an Apple G4 PowerBook? Surely in 7 years time they’d be up to, about, G6 or G7? I know in theory they could have continued to use the same cassis but 7 years ago the laptops looked completely different.

And at the start in the museum bit where they had a Cyberman’s head. Did anyone notice the Alien head (as in Sigourney Weaver Aliens)? I reckon it’s a bit of paying homage to the films as it had a bit of an Alien feel to it: unstoppable monster picking off the troops in a claustrophobic environment, only thing was the Dalek didn’t get sucked out of an airlock.

One other point:

THE DOCTOR: That Dalek just absorbed the entire Internet. It knows everything.

Yep, but about 75% of that is porn! Which gives a better explanation of Rose’s comment later on...

ROSE: It was looking at me.

I know what it was thinking, the dirty Dalek.



Back to my life.

Went out Friday, Saturday & Sunday. Drank too much and revised to little.

Clare phoned me about 2.30am on Saturday. Here is a transcript of the conversation.

PHONE RINGS: WITHHELD NUMBER

ANSWER

MARTIN: Hello

VOICE: Hi Martin, it's Clare.

MARTIN: What?! (Sighs at same time)

CLARE: It's Clare.

MARTIN: What do you want?

CLARE: I err, wasn't feeling too great on Wednesday and I think I made a bit of a rash decision.

MARTIN: Yeah but I didn’t.

HANGS UP

Me and that girl, Clare, have finished. No fruit bearing from that then.

I was trying to get to speak to her to finish it and then the cow sends me a text saying we should leave it.

Basically, she beat me to the punch. I wouldn't care much but the bitch still owes me £20.

I've already burnt my bridges, though, cos she told me to "just leave it" about the money, and although I initially said to the contrary, told her there were bad feelings as she exploited my generosity. I've now deleted her number, all texts and all call logs so I have no way of contacting her.

Easy come, easy go.

She’s been very brave considering one of her secrets she told me. And believe me it’s quite a big one.

What’s she got on me? The usual, which could just as easily be made up or exaggerated. Therefore I can prove otherwise.

I hope that girl at work splits with her bloke soon. Otherwise, next?

As for those reasons for my life possibly going down the pan...

1. I've handed my thesis in. I did the extra bit and added it in as an appendix, not where it's supposed to go but better than nothing.

2. The exam questions did prove favourable, and I don't think I did that badly.

3. Got hold of a new prescription.

Got an exam on Thursday, gota go and revise for that...

In the last few weeks my life may have gone to pot...

1. I've finished my thesis but there's a bit I've missed out and it may cost me.
2. Because I've been too busy doing my thesis I've not been able to do any where near enough revision for my first exam that's on Tuesday.
3. Because I've been too busy doing my thesis I've only just noticed that I've run out of anti-epilepsy medication.
4. I've spent way to much money over the last month.
5. Asked that girl at work out, she's got a boyfirend.


On the other hand these my life may not have gone to pot...

1. The part I've missed can't be much more than 2 or 3%
2. The exam questions might prove favourable.
3. I can get hold of the medication tomorrow hopefully
4. I get my bonus from work this month.
5. I've met someone else, she's called Clare, very early stages but we'll see how it goes.

I've been going out way too much recently. Last week I went out Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday.

Friday I met up with Ste (mate from high school) and had one of those days when alcohol wasn't really affecting me. By closing time I'd gone through 7 pints of Guiness. Now a girl at work had told me that there's 700 Calories in one pint of Guiness so that means that I drank 4900 Calories in the space of 4 hours.

I'm actually quite proud of that.

On Saturday, after been told that my attire didn't match the M2 dress code (again - even though it was different than last time) I went back home, got changed into something else. Went back and got it.

Anyway, for my second drink I went to the bar upstairs as it was less crowded and therefore I assumed that I'd get served quicker. This assumption turned out to be correct. However when I was given only £7 change from a twenty for bottle of Carlsberg. I told the goth barmaid and she insisted that I'd given her a ten. I told her to get someone to float the till as I knew I was right as unlike her I can tell the difference between orange and purple. The Manager came onto the bar and started to count the cash in the till.

Then the bitchy goth had the cheek to say to me that if I was right then she was sorry but she was right then I told you so! Now I know if I'd said that to anyone at Selfridges I'd have been torn a new arse.

The manager had finished counting the till and guess who was right? I got my ten quid back and made a complaint to the manager (who unlike the goth girl knew what he was doing) as I know what it's like to work in a bar and mistakes can be made - but she didn't have to be as impolite as she was. I pointed out that she was lucky that I'm too lazy to make a written complaint. The manager said he'd talk to her about it and gave me a free beer as compensation. Oddly enough, I didn't go to that bar for my next drink.


On to the uni side of things now...
This morning I drew a shit load of cash out from the bank to pay my rent and a further grand that I owe my Gran as she'd given it me to cover my rent until I got my student loan - and since I've got my final loan payment - ever - I can pay that back. Then went to Nero and got a latte and panini came back home, paid my rent. Drank my coffee and ate my panini and turned on my Mac and opened up my thesis.

"File not found"

Shit

I searched the HD for it and it was really gone, strangely it was just that directory that was missing. The last backup I'd made was last Monday and therefore I had to do 6 days work again though not as bad as it sounds - I was at work for four of those days and it was work I could remember doing. Just it has opened an old wound - I HATE COMPUTERS!!!

I'm back upto date now, thank god.

It's been weeks since my last post. And still I haven't really got anything really worth saying, certainly nothing to top the last post.

So I'll just mention a few things 'I' statements that maybe of some interest...

1. I nearly broke my finger at Ninjutsu on Tuesday.
2. I'm going to the FA Cup semi on sunday.
3. I've almost finished the implementation of my thesis.
4. I still haven't asked out the girl I fancy.
5. I still hate pigeons.
6. I watched Wrestlemania 21 on Monday recorded off PPV om sunday, it was excellent, well worth the £15
7. I bought a new VCR on monday when the LP video of Wrestlemania wouldn't play properly on my old VCR. Said I would only spend about £50 max. Instead spent £110 on a top of the range Sony.
8. I think I should buy shares in Caffe Nero.
9. I've been smoking too many cigars recently. In Paparazzi last night 1 guy asked me if I had any cocaine to sell. Because I was wearing a leather jacket and smoking a cigar.
10. I got totally wasted on Monday evening (pot and alcohol) and could only remember leaving my mate's house and arriving at my flat when he'd sent me a text checking I'd got home ok. I had no recollection of the journey home, nor could I remember buying the 1.5l bottle of flavoured Volvic water and a packet of Babybells.
11. I and a few mates got refused entry into M-Two last saturday because we were too smartly dressed. (They wanted 'fresh and funky')
12. I then got refused entry into Baby Grand because there was 7 of us.
13. I've posted 2 pictures of me on hotornot.com, one is the photo I've got in my profile and the other is one of me when I was dressed as a vampire at Hallowe'en 2002. Then I'm going to compare the responces.
14. I've not had sex for nearly 3 months and I'm getting quite horny. I can't believe that once I went neary 3 YEARS (and I must reiterate that it was intentional).
15. I can't get to sleep again.

Last night, about 3am, I was having trouble sleeping. So I decided that I'd go for a walk and get some milk from Spar - the fresh air usually clears my head and I'd find it easier to sleep.

My jacket has a hole in the inside pocket and anything smaller than my wallet drops inside the lining. This is exactly what happened with my phone. So as I was walking home, I was busy trying to work the phone out.

Next thing I know this vagrant slammed my against the wooden hoardings at the side of the pavement and was pressing a small, but very real, knife against my ribs. Now with all my years of martial arts I’ve learnt that, when they’ve got a knife it isn’t worth it and just give them what they’re asking for.

This is what I would have done if I were thinking straight.

The next thing I remember was picking up my jacket with bruised knuckles on both hands and a quite a bit of blood on my right hand and forearm. I glanced to my right and my assailant, was staggering away clutching his face with one hand.

My initial thought, with the blood, was that I’d been stabbed. But I looked at my shirt and there wasn’t a drop of blood on it. I checked my arm, as I thought that might have taken a cut, but that wasn’t cut either.

I’d obviously gone feral the second I’d realised my life was on the line. The red mist and adrenaline had set in. I’m not sure whether to be proud or ashamed of what I did – on one hand it was me reacting on pure instinct and not even getting away without being injured significantly nor having any of my property stolen. And who’s to say that had I given him the money he wouldn’t have stabbed me anyway? Whereas on the other hand what I did was extremely stupid.

Ultimately I’m not going to loose sleep over it. I’m unhurt (apart from bruised and cut knuckles and a grazed elbow) and the other guy obviously got the worst of it.

I just think I wish I could remember what the fuck I did… because ultimately it worked a treat.

And once the adrenaline wore off, I slept like a baby on valium

I don't understand this.

Saturday's: I start work at 8.30 and that's no problem - I always make it on time, even if I've been ot the night before and only had 2 hours sleep.

Monday's, Tuesday's and Thursday's I have to be up before 10 for uni (uni's literally 2 minutes walk) and I struggle.

Then when it comes to revising or doing coursework: instead of doing it, I just sit there and do nothing, I don't watch TV, I don't play computer games or browse the internet, I don't watch DVDs, I don't sleep. I do nothing, I just lie on my bed and stare into the void.

If I ever get round to revising: and this bit is worrying I drink about 15 cups of coffee a day. And become obsessed with personal hygiene and have about 4-6 showers a day and clean my teeth about the same amount of times.

Yet there are things I just can’t do; I can’t keep my room tidy for love nor money – university notes replace the carpet. And I have a few cups and plates that I use over and over without washing them properly – the plates and cutlery get a quick rinse before use – but there’s a coffee cup that’s inside has adopted a permanent shade of brown from continuous re-use.

University is driving me insane. I’m sick of being a student and I can’t wait to be back in the real world.

The following 6 music tracks I all like in someway. But the first three have something about them that has really started to piss me off with all music ever.

And that is that they're all about how we were together, I fucked up, why aren't we together now, that bastard got you instead.

1. Back For Good - Take That -- ie We've split up, I've changed my mind, we shouldn't have
2. Sweet Child O'mine - Guns N' Roses -- ie I'm going to kill myself, without you life ain't worth living
3. Mandy - Barry Manilow -- ie you were the best thing that ever happened to me, so I told you to fuck off

Whereas the following look on it in another light..

4. This Is It - Dannii Minogue -- ie I'm happy, I've no regrets etc
5. Lady In Red - Chris de Burgh -- ie Look at my bird - she'd looks fucking hot
6. Whatever - Oasis -- ie I don't care what you say. I'm doing what I want.

I know there's a slight difference in the genres in each song. But they're all close, it's hardly a Motorhead/Cheeky Girls comparison. But basically I ask why can't there be more music with some upbeat lyrics.

Maybe I won't truly appreciate ballads until I've loved n' lost. Any thoughts?

Basically, the guy who offered me the room ended up pissing off on of my best mates, one last time. Normally when alcohol is involved I wouldn't always trust my mates judgement as he usually regrets it the next day.

The problem here though is that my mate was sober - he'd been working - and shit happened.

Lucky escape I reckon as a situation like this would have been a real pain in the arse if it had happened after I'd moved in.

Wow, I managed to say something - previous post - whilst being quite pissed that I stand by whilst being sober.

I want to complain, but I'm actually lost for words. Shit, Bugger, Arse, [keep adding swear words] etc. Chelsea, though, are still on course to buy the Champion's League and good - sarcastic - luck to them.

On the plus side, I may have somewhere to live next year...