It's frustrating when you can see that you're friends are frustrated and you aren't in a position to help or fix things because you yourself are struggling. You look forward to a point in time when you have the means to achieve all you're made for but you don't look forward to next week. You want nothing more than to go back in time for one day when Sunday nights weren't an unwanted burden. Or go back in time to intern @ Camp Peace for one more day.

I've been reading about how we, as humans, are addicted to ourselves. Our 'self' is the most dangerous drug out there and satisfying the addiction is alot tougher than a pill or an injection or a snort. But in my situation, I choose to argue this point which fascinated me when I first read it. I need to focus on me, and being happy with me as I am and my personal relationships with God and stop focusing on all the external factors that I blame for not being happy. How much importance do you place on the acceptance of the people who walk in and out of your life? How much importance should be placed on worldy acceptance? Where is the fine line between self-acceptance and arrogance and how do I get there?

On a complete tangent and as a desperate attempt to change the direction in which this post is headed, Jenson Button won the Australian GP today. 3 weeks ago, he didn't even know if he had a drive for the season. Being on the starting grid in Australia seemed like a long shot never mind winning the bloody thing with your team mate right behind in second place. Last year in Canada, I didn't follow the season because it definitely wasn't such a big deal and I had no Formula 1 buddies to be hardcore with. But this isn't Canada anymore and I'm excited.