I have been feeling down this weekend. Really down. Yesterday was not a great day. It had its highlights: The awesome England – USA match! I do feel so bad for the English, they were so close to scoring so many times. But other than the match and the socialization after I was having a rather awful day. So much for the white powder keeping me happy!

Today was better, but not great either. I seriously considered just not getting out of bed at all, but eventually I decided that no god would come from staying in bed.

Since I had already said I would come see the formula 1 I did. I had no expectations, apart from thinking it would be boring. It was brilliant! I loved it, I was so into it that it bothered me being disturbed by the others ordering pizza and talking about anything else! I have no clue about the rules, and didn’t have any preference for who I wanted to win, I just know it was great! I want to see it next time as well!

Yeah I know. I am the same person that before the weekend would say that I hate football and that I would never see the whole match no matter what. I have since friday seen two whole matches and the first half of one. Watching formula 1 has never ever entered my thoughts and I was totally absorbed by it today. I didn’t even notice when someone spoke to me!

This was not what the post was supposed to be about. But now that I am more cheerful I notice these things. I had a great time watching sports this weekend! With my new friends. Who probably think I am crazy. I still havent asked them for a hug, which is when they will really think I am totally nuts!

Anyway, what I wanted to write about was how a phone call can cheer you up so much you would not believe it! I called my extra mummy and talked to an hour and a half and now everything in the world seems ok again. I have been told of for not eating proper and been told that I need to look after myself better, and that I should get tickets to come home and be fed and looked after. I might actually do that, but not on a formula 1 weekend (that is how good I thought it was).

My extra mummy will also send me a package in the post. With cookies! All is right in the world when you get care packages! I am excited now.

I should also mention that my lovely boyfriend has sent me a parcel with things in which should cheer me up. New glasses that I must admit I am a bit sceptical about, but I desperately need them to see better at work, and they will be behind lab goggles anyway. A cheese slicer, which will make it easier to make nice sandwiches, and some other things I wanted that I can’t remember now.

I am feeling much better now. Thank you to everyone who I have talked to this weekend that has comforted me and given me virtual hugs (they help when I can’t get real hugs) it has made my weekend much better. Also thank you to my friends here, that didn’t know I was feeling down but let me be with them even if I was in a foul mood and was rude, obnoxious and totally laughing my ass of at England failing to score in the second half yesterday.