The catch about things being good is that there always has to be some change. Right now i'm content sitting in my room blasting out music and hammering away at some college work, knowing that hayelys upstrais and the girls will be back at the flat soon. Kate is just down the road and we can hang when ever. But it's the 1st June and everythings about to get turned on it's head, i'm away at mill cottage this weekend then i'll have to move out of this place and back home. Before i know it i'm in europe with stuart, G and hayely which is going to be amazing but with the only sad point that i'll be miles away from kate. I know it will be fine, but possible tricky and things are going to have to change but i guess that is what makes life interesting right. When i'm happy though and things get different it worries me that i might gutter it and stay there. Before this year i don't think i've had such a consistantly up periods of time, and i was reminded of that. I'm not sure if it's the people or the change of place or what but it's taken me three years to get myself away from the shite cycle. I'm not going to let things slide.