I don’t understand why people have to fight about things. Actually, I’ll rephrase that; I don’t understand why men have to fight about things. Perhaps it is because they are territorial or something. Or maybe it is because men don’t have babies. If they felt a new life growing inside them and then went through the process of giving birth it might all be a lot different. Still, that isn’t going to happen so I won’t sit and worry about it.

Diplomacy is very important. It should always come before things degenerate into something worse. I think that we are getting better at talking about things but there is still a long way to go. Most things can be sorted out if people sit down together and talk about them. After all, we all want the same things don’t we? We want to be happy, to feel loved and to enjoy ourselves. It is such a beautiful world and there is no reason why we shouldn’t all get along together if we try.

We should all spend more time enjoying the things we have around us; trees, plants, flowers, animals. If we did this then we would appreciate just how precious life really is. Even looking at tiny creatures like butterflies can make us feel calm and content. We are all parts of something that is much larger than ourselves.

If people had more time for nature then we would not have to worry about things like global warming. Everyone would have so much respect for the planet that they would not dream of doing anything to harm it.

There are lots of little things we can do which will have a very positive effect; not just on our own lives but on everyone else’s as well.

The only other thing that’s going on in my life, I have spent the remaining part of my weekend going through HIPS with my best friend. Last week her place in the South was broken into and it was kind of the last straw for her, so she decided she was going to start looking around. I am really looking forward to her finding a new house, I mean I love Kerry, but sometimes I find it rather difficult to deal with her when she is worried about something