Naby departs Australia
Mary returned to work today. I like how she manages to touch base with everyone before she even catches up on her emails and her own work. I'm different - I like to see what needs to get done first. Different personalities I suppose.
I stayed busy for most of the day, and went to a bullying seminar with Genie in the morning. What a waste of time, seriously.
I had lunch in the office - chicken noodle soup again, but this time with tuna and bread. I can't seem to get bored of that chicken noodle soup...yet.
At the end of the day, as I was packing my stuff to go to Newcastle tomorrow, he came around and asked me if I had been or was going. I thanked him for doing my minutes so quickly, and he said they were easy to read and joked about one of them. I must admit, the guy does have a sense of humour.
After that I went to Ogre's room to ask her a question about tomorrow's procedure, and DS came walking by again - I hope he wasn't after me. I'm not sure what his view towards Ogre is.
Anyway, so today Naby leaves Australia. I had mostly decided not to send her a farewell message, mainly because I could just picture her getting caught at the airport or something, and the authorities going through her phone and seeing my message and thinking it was some sort of code. But then I resiled from that a bit and considered it. And then I decided not to (again). I did have a bit of "if she liked me she'd send me a message" mentality, but I must admit, in these situations, I think it's the one who is staying who sends the message.
Also, I've wanted to blog this for a while now, but I do feel that our 'relationship' has moved on. Those jokes of mine where I tease about seeing other girls no longer seem to be funny. It seems more disrespectful than anything. We seem to have entered the 'boring' phase of the relationship, where we just accept eachother as is and do whatever it is that we're supposed to do. This was the impression I got last time when I saw her just laying on the bed waiting for me as I tried to turn the shower off.
Also, I sometimes think about how I gave a playful evil laugh as I got on top of her, scaring her a little, soaking in her playful laugh. It made me think about how she might not get that from other customers - with others, she probably just goes through the routine. So maybe with me there is a degree of being genuine.
The ultimate question, however, remains: did she mean it when she said "me too" to your "I love you"? Although I'm tempted to say no, I've pondered this: even if this were a normal relationship, how would you ever prove she meant it?
I stayed busy for most of the day, and went to a bullying seminar with Genie in the morning. What a waste of time, seriously.
I had lunch in the office - chicken noodle soup again, but this time with tuna and bread. I can't seem to get bored of that chicken noodle soup...yet.
At the end of the day, as I was packing my stuff to go to Newcastle tomorrow, he came around and asked me if I had been or was going. I thanked him for doing my minutes so quickly, and he said they were easy to read and joked about one of them. I must admit, the guy does have a sense of humour.
After that I went to Ogre's room to ask her a question about tomorrow's procedure, and DS came walking by again - I hope he wasn't after me. I'm not sure what his view towards Ogre is.
Anyway, so today Naby leaves Australia. I had mostly decided not to send her a farewell message, mainly because I could just picture her getting caught at the airport or something, and the authorities going through her phone and seeing my message and thinking it was some sort of code. But then I resiled from that a bit and considered it. And then I decided not to (again). I did have a bit of "if she liked me she'd send me a message" mentality, but I must admit, in these situations, I think it's the one who is staying who sends the message.
Also, I've wanted to blog this for a while now, but I do feel that our 'relationship' has moved on. Those jokes of mine where I tease about seeing other girls no longer seem to be funny. It seems more disrespectful than anything. We seem to have entered the 'boring' phase of the relationship, where we just accept eachother as is and do whatever it is that we're supposed to do. This was the impression I got last time when I saw her just laying on the bed waiting for me as I tried to turn the shower off.
Also, I sometimes think about how I gave a playful evil laugh as I got on top of her, scaring her a little, soaking in her playful laugh. It made me think about how she might not get that from other customers - with others, she probably just goes through the routine. So maybe with me there is a degree of being genuine.
The ultimate question, however, remains: did she mean it when she said "me too" to your "I love you"? Although I'm tempted to say no, I've pondered this: even if this were a normal relationship, how would you ever prove she meant it?
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