| you know how sometimes you just know something is going to happen.
you just have this sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach.
and you spend all day every day just feeling sick about it 'cause you know it's going to happen but you can't do anything about it.
don't you just hate it when it happens.
don't you just fucking hate it.
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| it is 6 in the morning and i have finally finished an assignment that is due tomorrow and was meant for 2 people and had 3 weeks to do, all in 5 hours.
i am a fucking superhero.
and people say i don't work well under pressure.
pssh yea. look at me now.
now i can finally say i am officially on holiday!
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| it's taking a while to sink in, but as it will always come to be, it is that time of the year again.
the time of the year where we start the goodbyes.
have i mentioned before how much i hate goodbyes?
sigh.
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| i am going home in one month.
:)
how exciting!
this year passed really quickly.
i remember thinking how fast last year passed, but this year definitely beat that by leaps and bounds.
i can still remember everything thats happened from the day i arrived in january.
i remember the walk to spring street two days after i got back into melbourne. and the conversation with the homeless woman about crouching tigers and hidden dragons. the day spent in puccini's drinking fruit punch after fruit punch talking about the craziness of summer.
i remember the first time i made my way to milano. i remember waiting at the wrong entrance of a building i knew nothing about. funny, now i know that building better than i know my own.
one month til i go home.
one month til the end of Melbourne '07.
i have to say it's been a pretty good year so far.
:)
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| unsent letter #237
you will never read this. but if you one day come across this, then hello lovely :)
i don't know if you remember, but on the night that you left, it was the 1st of january 2006. and i hugged you at the airport just before you went into the departure hall. and you said to me, "my primary school friend" :). i've known you the longest. out of all the people that mean anything to me.. you, i've known the longest.
12 years of friendship.
12 years of sleepovers.
12 years of inside jokes.
12 years of everything.
12 years of you and me.
when did i lose you.
what happened to me and you.
i miss you so much,
but it kills to realise that i don't even know you anymore.
reality is a bitch.
and if i could, i would imagine it was just us
again. before any of us ever left. before we ever lost each other.
just
the few of us.
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