Life of Surprises.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ljxjlpb-6fs

Never let your conscience, be harmful, to your health.
Let no neurotic impulse, turn inward, on itself.
Just say that you were happy, as happy, would allow.
And tell yourself that, will have to, do for now.

Darling it's a life of surprises.....

A blogpost is the very least that this song deserves :)

So true it hurts.

David Laws.

So, David Laws, newly appointed Cheif Secretary to the Treasury has resigned. The first casualty of the new coalition government.

The Telegraph reported that Mr Laws had been paying rent to his male partner and claiming it as expenses. At first my reaction was to feel sorry for the man. Whatever my own views may be on homosexuality, I could not help but pity him, trying to keep his private life private, a relatively innocent victim in a much larger political scandal. However the more that I have thought about it, the more angry I have become.

Throughout the election campaign we had to listen to Clegg and the rest of his party taking a holier than though attitude regarding expenses, and yet through all of this Laws was still fiddling the system as far as I can see. Surely during all of the scandal of the last year, all of the political careers ruined, Laws should have thought that even if it meant exposing some details of his private life that he would rather keep private, it was best to come clean? Or at least stop what he was doing? It really does beggar belief.

The only saving grace as far as I can see is that this new coalition government has dealt with this first crisis quickly, quietly and most importantly effectively. There have been no excuses, lLws has gone and hopefully we can move on, he may even be able to salvage some of his political career.

Digressing slightly, this cartoon made me chuckle :)

For four amazing people.

When I started to write this post, it was a rant. I was upset about some things and needed to get them off of my chest.

The thing is though, that as I typed I realised that it wasn't the post I should have been writing.

Nobody's perfect. We all make mistakes. I'm sorry for the things that I do wrong. Please forgive me.

The truth is that you four are the best friends that I've ever had. I love you so much and I'm terrified of losing you.

Please don't let me push you away.

Thank you, thanks just for being you ;)

I wish.

Things have got to change.

I know it, I've known it for a long time, but it's like a part of me doesn't really want to change.

I wish that I could be more like you. I wish that I didn't worry so much about stupid little things.

I wish that I could relax more, that I didn't have hang-ups.

I wish that I could find it easier to let people in.

I wish that I could let you in.

It's got to stop.

Help me, please.

Maybe.

Do you know what I think would be a good idea? If everyone had a light on their head which involuntarily lit up if they liked you.

So yes, you've guessed it, this is my first blog post filled with teenage angst, I've tried to avoid it so far, but here it is.

I'm sure it's a question that women have been asking themselves for millenia; does he like me?

I know that he's spoken to my friends about me, but not really, like I've just come up in conversation a few times. But then he doesn't act any differently around me.

Grrrr I just don't know. I don't even know what I'd do if he did like me. I'm definitely starting to like him though...

Burnt Toast.

This means that it's going to be a bad day right.....

Goodbye.

People say that sorry is the hardest word. I'm pretty sure that they're wrong.

I've spent a long time trying to write this post, I know what I want to say, but I can't seem to find the words.

This year I thought that I was going to lose someone who means more to me than anyone in the World. I cannot even begin to describe the fear that I felt during those few weeks. I am so incredibly lucky that you pulled through, thank you.

This post is dedicated to three people who were not as fortunate as me, to the one's that they lost and are losing and to all those who have been left behind.

Nothing that I can do or say can ever make things any better, but I pray for you, and I honestly think of you everyday.

K & E & K

Too good to be true?

I like, many others, have reservations about this new government. Although I really have a strong disliking for many Liberal Democrat policies, I like to think that I am not so short-sighted as to condemn this coalition to failure within its first week. To be honest, so far so good, I'm liking what I'm hearing.

I just hope that it lasts, that it is not, as the sceptic in me is thinking, an elaborate media show that can never work.

PS I would like to know who my fellow Conservative voters are out there. Apparently there were 10.5 million of us. Lib dem and Labour voters seem to make a lot of noise but clearly there aren't that many of them.

I'm glad that this blog is anonymous, admitting to voting Conservative appears to be, in some circles, up there with hailing Hitler. Can we please all get some perspective, David Cameron is not all that is wrong with this World.

I think that we need to look closer to home for that.

Insomnia.

I just want to start off by saying that I am not and never have been an insomniac.

I just think that there is something really strange about sleep.

We are forever saying that our lives are too short, and that there aren't enough hours in the day, but how many of us look forward to a weekend lie-in or dread the Monday morning alarm?

We waste so much time asleep.

I wonder, if you were to die tomorrow, what would you regret? All the things that you ran out of time to do, or not having enough time to sleep?

The Beginning.

So this is it, the first post of my blog. I feel like I should be discussing something really deep and meaningful.

Unfortunately I am rather tired and just want to see whether this works.

I am a geek. I find things like this picture really cool.

This is an enzyme called RNA polymerase and I think that it's pretty incredible.