Had a nice lunch. Went to the gym, and pounded 10 buckets of ***t out of the punch bag, with deft thai kick boxing moves thrown in. Went on the wobblers (powerplates) after that, shook myself towards myself, then plonked into the bubbler where i sat and spoke to that bloke from Airport on the BBC, won't say who, but oh dear, skin like an old bible !!! I think sometimes i think what a silly fart i've been, i have learnt my lessons though, i think all that borrowed cash i played with and then i've looked after people who have nothing at all, visited countries where a night out in town here, could have supplied the school with books. #13;#10;I want for nothing now, i've changed, and half the battle is making friends with the new me, who is looking for riches on the inside, not from Gucci, or M&S, i bought a top from Gucci, £125,i wore it once, didn't want it ruined, and i've been going to the gym and beefing up, i have walloping great muscles and i can't even get the frigging thing on anymore. What a waste of money, 2 weeks worth of good healthy food which makes me look much better than any top from a high end label, that's still probably made in India by 3 year olds !!!! It's other people's judgments that hurt, and make me feel ashamed, i think i need to harden up,i am such a awkward position, when i look after people who are ill, i just know in my heart that i can tune in and do what is needed with the human touch, i'm 100% confident in that.But when i am rejected, or judged it hits like a bullet and i feel good for nothing sometimes even my job which i love in all truths.I come here to this forum and i'm healed again, i rant, muse and mutter. I think i would really like to meet some of you and give you a great massive thank you squash !!!