Well here goes nothing...

This is me!

Congratulate me, I've just posted my first photo on Livejournal. I managed it all by myself with just a little advice from Den about Photobucket. The photo's not too bad but my right eye always looks a bit squinty in close ups. The background is terrible of course but that's down to my mum's ropey taste in wallpaper. It used to be big yellow flowers when I was a baby but I managed to move my playpen close enough to tear strips off. Even at the age of two I must've known that it belonged to the era that taste forgot!

My friend is doing a sponsored abseil down a 216 foot tall building at Canary Wharf for Cancer Research tomorrow. I was going to watch but nobody will come with me and I don't want to be standing at the bottom of the building on my own looking like a total plum! We're going to meet up afterwards for lunch and a few drinks. She'll probably be needing them! I'm jealous of the view she'll be getting from the top of the building but I don't think I'll be volunteering for any similar adventures in the near future. I'm such a weed.

Kids are back at school on Monday. That'll add 15-20 mins to my journey :( Not to mention the roadworks at the other end of town (they are re locating some traffic lights and managed to rupture a water main in the process on Thursday!) holding me up! I really wish I lived within walking distance of work. It was so much easier when I was in Plymouth and could walk to and from work each day, not to mention so much better for me in terms of exercise.

I've always found making friends difficult as I lack in self confidence and I'm not an easy person to get along with. I would like everyone to like me but I've learnt over the years that it just isn't possible, there will always be someone whose personality clashes with mine. In my third year at uni I shared a house with 5 other girls. One of them started off nice but turned horrible towards the end of the year. On her birthday we all went out and this girl became really upset basically because we weren't paying enough attention to her. When I got back to the house in the early hours of the morning (I don't remember what happened but I think I got separated from the others and ended up walking home on my own) I got into a big argument with this girl during which she informed me that I was too nice and that she didn't like me because I tried to please everyone and never took sides. It was at that point I realised that some people were never happy! Cardiff bloke will probably remember this incident. It was a few weeks before we first got it on and I very nearly stormed out of my house and turned up on his doorstep. Fortunately for him I didn't want to leave my room in case I bumped into one of the other girls in the hallway.

Anyway, life goes on. I survived and I'm probably stronger for it. It was horrible though. The girl never apologised either and it made my last few weeks in Cardiff much less enjoyable then they should've been. I wish I was the sort of person who didn't hold grudges, but I do. Maybe I should follow my mum's suggestions and take up yoga.