Dispatch The Last Alarms

I’m going to go out soon. My dad wants to show me the bus stops around my new workplace so I won’t get lost next week. I start on Friday. I’m kind of excited, actually.

Later I’ll have to shove in a heap of work though. I haven’t been up to date on my university stuff. I finish the year on Thursday. I have to work hard on these group assignments; ughh. πŸ˜”

Happy Halloween, everyone. I am not going to any parties and I’m not dressing up. In Australia I don’t think it is very common to celebrate Halloween.

I would have dressed up as a ragdoll. That’s what I dressed up as last year on our school “muck-up” day. I had a dream this morning that I dressed up as a pile of lollies and candy. Quite amusing. πŸ™‚

I went to university yesterday. I had a group meeting for us to finalise our presentation. We weren’t there for too long. After the meeting I walked to the train station; I was headed for James’s house. I wasn’t really looking forward to a 40-minute train trip but I figured I could occupy myself with my laptop and a view outside the windows.

I took my time walking, because the trains don’t come so often in the afternoon. It was about 12:30pm. I was walking along the platform, going further down the platform so I could grab a seat towards the front of the train.

As I was walking by I saw Bearman just ahead of me. Yeah, him. The person I knew in high school whom I had a myriad of arguments and overall a shit friendship with. πŸ˜“

I wouldn’t say I was completely shocked (some of you might think otherwise) but I just walked past normally with no intention of talking, and found somewhere appropriate to stand.

After the train came, I sat down next to a window and took out my laptop.

Bearman approached me on the train and said hello. I said hello back, asked how he was. I mean, how is he after all these years? He had a lot of exams on. Then he apologised for what happened in year 11 (two years ago).

I mean, it was a shit time alright. The apology might have been “too little, too late” but I’ve matured enough to know that he would not have come up to me in this situation if he didn’t intend on saying anything, and the mature thing to do was not to go “meh” and ignore him like what so happened in the past.

I put the past behind me and it’s just something that I’ve forgotten. You know, life must go on. πŸ™‚

James picked me up at the station and we went to his house in his nice little red car with the squishy seats and the nice ceiling. My family car’s ceiling is stupid; the lining has drooped down and no longer sticks to the ceiling. πŸ™„

I got to see James’s dog Keeks! She is SO CUTE.

me and Keeks

James’s mum had made some awesome eggs and I had one. I love eggs!

I played the piano. 😒 I could still play. I just realised… my fingers can still move the way they could. They still remember the notes and how they sound. I just need to read my music. 😍

We watched some of the Notebook. πŸ‘ And ended up making out LOL.

And then we fed Keeks noodles. 😁


I had a nice time there. πŸ˜„ I think Keeks likes me. πŸ˜…

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