So it was the Grand National today. For those that don't know, it's a very world famous horse race that takes place here in Liverpool. People come from all around the world to watch it. 40 horses run around a racecourse and people bet on which ones they think are going to win. Being the gambler I am, I placed �17 on four horses. Did I win?

Nope.

Well, I 'won' �6, but I put �17 on, so I still lost �11. I then decided to fuck it all and blow that �6 on gambling too, playing Blackjack in an online casino. I'm a danger to myself when it comes to gambling.

Aside from that, today has been pretty quiet. My mum's gone to Paul's and Laura's currently out clubbing.

I was speaking to Sarah yesterday once more about whether she is truly sure she wants to still see me and she seems like she knows what she wants so i'm going to go along with it. I'll be seeing her either on Monday or Tuesday.

Oh, one thing I forgot to mention was the fact that I sent Katie a letter at the beginning of the week and she phoned me yesterday morning. It was nice to hear from her, but she said that she's split up with her boyfriend and that she's been feeling depressed lately. I feel really sorry for her because she dedicates her life to helping everyone else, and yet I don't feel as if she gives herself enough time for her to be happy herself, but she'd tell you otherwise if you ever asked her, i'm sure. She asked me to come down to Birmingham (where she's currently living) for Easter and though I would like to, i'm not sure if i'm going to be able to afford it after paying Tony for the upgrades to my computer which will come to �85. I feel like she might think that i'm just making excuses, but I do actually want to go see her to see how she's doing, it's just that it might not be financially possible right now and I feel guilty because of that. I want to go and keep her company, but probably won't be able to.

Me and money don't go well.