Why does everything happen to me...?

What an eventful summer so far. First i damaged the cartalidge in the lower left of my knee rendering me painfully inactive for several weeks... then i witnessed one of my best friends get married, a truely emotional experience for all involved (mostly the bride and groom I must admitt)... then I spent a wonderful week with my girlfriend culminating in seeing Coldplay live in Bolton... then i spent a bizarre week in London that went from amazing (Met Tab school of theology, London 2012 parties, the joy of good hospitality and even better friends) to extreme terror (London bombings).

Sometimes I look at my life and wonder how anyone could possibly live such a boring and pathetic existence... sometimes I realise that life's only as boring as you allow it.