I am not a happy man today. I am not one for jovial jests today. I am reflective. I am confused. I am wondering of events that do not make sense. There are killings and deaths. There is love and hate. There are things beyond my control and I do not enjoy it. No, I am not a happy man this day. But perhaps I shall speak of more interesting things before my rant picks up.

So sunday was tennis day. Trained up to rayners house only to find the clouds had poured out the much needed rain, drenching our tennising dreams. But then the sun deigned to come out, basking the court with its glorious heat and an hour later, we played tennis.
Well, for the 1st hour, we tried to play tennis. I never knew how bad I was. I know now. My shots were wayward, my swings erratic and my body very loudly complained.
But we got there in the end. I still suck though, home-running a ball off the roof into the dark abyss below the tennis court.
Arvo came and with a lovely lady, finally finally finally watched 300. And how I loved 300. It made me want to kill Persians... with style. When the movie ended, I wanted to watch it again instantly. It was seriously, seriously awe-inspiring. I want 8 pecs now. Even if they are fotoshopped.

Monday and I received my assignment back in class. Not a good score at all. I expected better so was a tad disappointed. I have a test next week too so I hope that will pull the marks up that little bit.
Of course, drinks that night made things very much better. Now that was a fun-filled night that threw me into instant poverty. Drinks at the Cookie Bar was fantastic. Just hanging out with the gang was a good thing that soothed the soul. Add a glass of Stella Artois and frens and we have a lethal combination of cheer. We went for supper after that at Notties and ice-choco, Bonjovi, Thw Darkness and Guns n Roses, made for good entertainment. Shiawase ne.

Tues and I skipped school! Went to roam the town with Kenneth and Rayner and got a Foo Fighters cd. Not bad so far. Also met Wen for dinner and handed her belated bday gifts. We were both full from lunch so dinner was very... unfinished. Rice and okonomiyaki everywhere. Go us.

I should rant. I must. Cause I am not happy. But I won't. Awwww you say. Tell us you moan. But I won't. Laziness might be the key. Or rehashing reflections that do not aid me in my happiness meter might be a factor. But I won't do it tonight. Tmw maybe. With pictures.

In the end, I will pen words. They might be sappy and you might cringe. But on that night at Cookie, a thought came to me.

I love my friends.

That's the simple truth. All their faults and strengths. All their jokes and corn *cringes*. I love their company and value their friendship. You have a fren in me pple. Forever.

Don't you know I'm still standing.
Better than I ever did.

That's Elton John for ya.