As weekends go, I am willing to admit that it was a pretty good one in my standards. Despite the complete lack of work, even though I got my folder out numerous times I always got distracted.

Having spent all of my recent time with my friends I feel a bit better than normal, I am fine until I am left on my own to think and self reflect. I had my first driving lesson - only a short one with my father, but I guess that still counts. I can safely report that I am completely useless at it. Depsite his encouragement, I couldn't help but feel my mood gradually sinking in anger and disapointment towards myself. I never expected to be able to do it straight away, so I'm not sure why I felt like that. Guess I'm just not very good at dealing with inperfection, that is more than often just myself in general.

Driving is just a new challenge that I will have to overcome, just another hurdle in my life to unattractivally clamber over, to the amusement for everyone watching.