Reflections

LOOK AT HOW MUCH WE'VE GROWN 


i think one of the other reasons that "Love Actually" is one of my favourite movies besides the fact that it's all nice and chrismasy is that it's a constant reminder of how goodbye at the airports are never the end of a story, they're just rather the beginning of a story, a beginning of a hope, the "hello" once more.

oh so silly me, i was looking at the photos that i took at the airport, all the strength that i was building came crumbling down. well but i guess i can look forward to seeing everyone again soon..in 4 months to say the least. i've just gotta bear with a Bumbling IDIOT's idiosyncharcies for another 4 months (no prizes for guessing who, really) it's not that i don't like the HOUSE, but i think only those kinda 22 year olds behave in this sorta strange way (running up the stars with so much noise that it sounds like 3 elephants and 1 hippotamus are climbing up the stairs behind that person)

the winter in melbourne's been alright so far, but it's still quite strange seeing the sun shining so terribly brightly, but all you get is a certain wintry chill running through your coats. it's that strange.

to my precious one, it's not that i won't talk to you any longer, BUT rather i would feel disappointed on your behalf if you don't get what i think you deserve. because you've got so much potential, so much good in you, that i would kill anyone who tries to hurt you.

to oh so sweet florrie, you're my continued strength and i know that i can trust in your company even though we're so many miles apart. That even in all the obstacles i face, i know i need not ever lose hope or give up, because in my coldest and loneliest nights when i'm up alone, i know you're there with me. Mr. Moustache and you will be accompanying me. And i will be to.