There Was a Last Time For Everything…
If this was paper, it would be damp and salty.... needless to say some words would have drowned themselves in a tiny little puddle of tears before trickling away - quite dramatic? yeah! i think so too - kinda like it actually... a little different than the way i usually write.
From the day i arrived in melbourne. there was no doubt in my mind that leaving this place would be hard. The vibe of this beautiful city is what i would miss dearly... well... thats what i thought. But it wasn't until the last one month, I realized that what i was about to miss most was the dear dear friends i was leaving behind - friends who had in the past one year become so close to me that the very thought of them not being around the corner seemed wierd.
Met Dzul, Won, Hee and Kirrily before i left the city - it was quite hard to let go of dearest Kizzie. Ardessa, Stewart and Michael sang along to Bohemian Raphsody on the way to the airport.
We had coffee and muffins after i checked in, Ardessa drank milk instead and hugged me tight, smothering me with sweet kisses goodbye. I love you guys - i am touched truly.
Took one last glimpse of Melbourne from the window and turning to the attractive blonde sitting next to me - decided that it was time to move on.
Where are you flying to? asked i
London ! replied her mom appearing from the seat next to her......
Arsemonkey!...she was a little too young for me anyway. and i'd better be thankful that i wasn't sharing my sixteen hour flight space with anybody who was any less prettier than myself.
On arrival, the baggage inspector pulled me to the side in a manner that had almost become a ritual over the past one year of travel and searched all my dvd's for pornographic material ---- " thats right! not many of you know how much of a badass i am - i used to be a big name in the adult movie distribution circuit before i sobered down and decided to become an animator."
The australian fella behind me was asked whether he was carrying dvd's
- he said 'yes' -
- they said 'no problem' and asked him to move on -
- and i whispered to myself 'i might have a masters now but i forget that the color of skin hasn't changed' - a sorry state of affairs.
On a more cheerful note - Home made food has never ever tasted so good before.. yummieeeeeeeeeeee!. Its taking a little getting used to - to talk about everything in the past tense - 'the house that i used to live in' rather than 'the house that i live in'
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