Current mood:	aggravated
Current music:	Linkin Park - Shadow of the Day

The Good, the bad, the stupid....
It’s been a very busy few weeks with some rather big emotional extremes. First off rest in peace my friend Vicky who died on Monday 28th July you will be deeply missed and thank you for your support and friendship when I needed it the most these last few months.

I’m presently under taking my Direct Access (DAS) motorcycle course. I eventually passed my CBT and I had no problems passing my motorcycle theory test so it looks like I am good to go in undertaking my practical test which is all booked in for the 18th August. It’s turning out to be great fun and without doubt one of the wiser decisions I’ve made in my life.

This evening I celebrated my birthday early for some close friends and without doubt tonight was evening of extremes. It started well, the meal was great fun and I’m glad people came cause I really enjoyed it. Then things took a turn for the worst when I walked in to a pub and was told I wasn’t welcome of course people didn’t have the guts to tell me to my face I wasn’t welcome. They had to leave that to my poor friend to tell me that. It was low and childish and complete playground tactics and I genuinely thought people were more mature than that and sadly I was wrong. I’ll be honest and say it hurt and point out it put a real downer on the night one which I still haven’t quite shaken even as I write this. I did the mature thing and left without fuss or fight.

I heard down the grape vine my pub was due to re-open this evening so I took the wander across town to check it out and to meet the new landlady and get the lay of the land as it were. The pub was officially closed but the Landlady and some friends of hers were sitting out side having a quiet drink and we all got to talking and I ended up staying with another friend who met me there. We were invited to stay and I had a lot of fun there was made to feel really welcome. The new landlady is very cool and very easy to talk to. We laughed, we talked, we drank it was truly very fun and I’ve been invited back tomorrow night. So I have my second home back and the club house will be re-opening very soon by the looks of things.

The night ended on a happy note and being told I wasn’t welcome somewhere was probably one of the best things which could have happened to me. However it doesn’t change how I felt earlier in the evening. I guess there is still a lot of fall out over what happened in the past. I have no regrets and I know I’ve made the best and right decisions for me I just didn’t realise the fallout was still to come and would come back to haunt me again.

Oh well I have my birthday on Monday too look forward too and my the remainder of my DAS course. I just need to keep my head up but tonight damn well hurt.