A cheerful Thought

As I sit in McDonalds, eating a breakfast that is probably in the process of knocking 5 years off my life expectancy, killing time before an 11 o'clock seminar and typing my first blog in around 7 weeks I have been struck by the conclusion that I have a hatred and loathing of positivity. I was talking to a guy in a lecture yesterday and he was happily telling me what he already knew about most of the people we would be studying and I found myself getting more annoyed by the minute for reasons unknown. This morning I spoke to him again and he was commenting about the reading he was preparing next week in an equally positive light, I was annoyed some more. Initially I thought I was annoyed by his arrogance, but only when I thought about it again just now did 2 things come to my attention. 1) He wasn't being particularly arrogant at all, and 2) I like arrogance as a rule, you have to have a bit of it to be brilliant at whatever you do, look qt the best players in most sports, they have a swagger and arrogance as they do what they do. Messi, Ronaldo, Federer, Kevin Pietersen etc. It was then that I realised what was annoying me. His positivity! He was looking at his degree and the units in it with unswerving positivity and I hated this. Maybe it's the mindset I've got into, maybe it's too much of Jeremy Clarkson's influence, or maybe I just take great pleasure in finding the negative side of things and focussing on them... Whatever it is it's not a cheerful outlook is it?