...

"Everything is possible with enough time and effort."
"I'm going to hold you to that."
"How?"
"You'll see."

keyword: everything.


J.

...

wasn't that hard, was it.


Best part of receiving mail;
guessing the sender from the handwriting [of the address].
Today's took a while.


In other news;

 The first purchase [of many]; 

Ariston Margherita 2000 6kg Front Load Combination Washer Dryer - $91.67

 http://cgi.ebay.com.au/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=250584114966&ssPageName=STRK:MEWNX:IT#ht_500wt_1182


H.

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OH just in case you'd like to know, I found somewhere to live. Not that you'd ever bother to come and see. AND don't say you will. We can both see through your words.


You know what I really hate, when you try and tell someone something, [eg having somewhere to live in G] and the only response is 'yeah I already knew'.




H.

You know what?I'm trying to be a 'good' friend person. Telling you first.Giving you the heads up.I guess I won't bother next time.

BTW;Who spilled? 

H.

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Hi what can I get for you? G'day how ya going? Welcome to maccas, what can I do for you? Good morning, can I help you? Hi how ya going? Whose next? Can I help anyone? Hi. 


end. fin. over. sad? yes. no. past.

I guess it'll be missed. But it really doesn't seem as bad as I thought it would. In the scheme of things, moving cities, lives, the fact HG won't 'be' any more, seems pale in comparison.

What do you say to people, when you know the moment you walk out that door, you're never going to see them again? Somehow 'have a nice life' seems inappropriate.

So as I sat in the car park for the very last time, contemplating the significance of the last ever One Six Two - OUT  the surreal moments that haunt me [and you] began.

Thank-you. For your words of encouragement, luck, general well-being for the future.

Goodbye to all the best-friends, new friends, kitch-bitches, fry-buddies, hamburglars, coffee-crew, and the people you thought were friends. The Important Three  as it was, is now two, or one, or none. [but whose keeping score?]

One-Sixth of my life has been spent there. I've watched four-hundred fresh faces pass through those four walls of that establishment [doesn't seem that many, huh], seen more than anyone gave credit for, and in the end, I'd like to think I taught them a few things.

Heck, I know its just a job, and Maccas at that, but it made me who I am. Laugh. Go on. But that was me. The only constant in my changing world.

Its been an interesting ride. I'm never going to completely forgive any of you  for making it both difficult, and something which drove me to things, but that's just part of the whole package deal I guess.

to the next chief, good luck, and I'm sorry they chose you. Unachievable expectations, social outcasting, and general ridicule come with the job-description.

Sorry about the wait. Enjoy Your meal. Have a nice night. See ya later. catchya later. Drive thru thanks. Here you go. There you are. Sorry to keep you waiting. Have a ncie day. Enjoy the rest of your day. See you next week. 

H.

...

So one day we'll write a blockbuster starring ourselves, because this year feels like last year, because it is exactly like last year. It will all start with a computer screen, and it will probably end with one too (but not before a tumultuous journey of ...whatever.)

"Happy?"
"Ish."

So one day we'll live in faraway places with words which make sense and smiles which won't fade and we won't have to quietly run away and the answer to the question will finally be a resounding 'yes'.


J.

...
FUCK.


I can't say I didn't know this was coming.
Since November I've been waiting to hear those dreaded words. and then they came. and I had no reply, but false truths about distance and time.

what is this?
what now?

The only thing I can offer now, is this apology, which you'll never read anyway.
And now, I sit hear wondering if I made the right choice.

'The only way to know if something truly is a mistake is to make it, and then decide. Other wise you'll never know' - American Sitcom.

Some of these mind-numbing shows actually have more useful information in them than you might think. :|


H.

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T-I-M-E.
What else matters?
The end.
(Maybe).


J.

...When you and I are alone, I’ve never felt so at home What will it take to make or break this hint of love? 


T-r-u-t-h.
yeah sure.
You always knew I was a coward anyway.
So? I couldn't say it to your face. at least it was said. written.



The truth always has to know.
They know.

H.

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H.

...

"With friends like these, who needs enemies?"

Maybe the truth never has to know.
Maybe they never have to know.

J.

...

The words written here are never an accurate articulation of what they're trying to express. When the tip of the ice-berg remains the only thing showing, I guess it's easy for the world to keep on revolving, without a second thought. 

Can I be honest for a moment? 

You're right, I could have done BioMed in Melbourne. RMIT. SWINBURNE. LA TROBE. VU. But I didn't want to. this should mean something.


So I know, you always think I'm busy with work, and life, and uni, and moving, which is true, but you could still ask. I'd find it hard to believe, that anyone wouldn't have a spare hour in their day/week/month/year.

At least now, there's an excuse.

effort. It's always about the effort.


Wise parents always told me, never say no. Because sooner or later, it won't be asked, assumed instead. this is true. 


CHANGE. No one likes change. Just ask the climate.

H.


PS. I'm still having an affair with jealousy. The truth never knew.

...


H.