To- Chinese Take Away for One.

I love how incredibly full and happy you are about to make me.

Love, Rebekah.
x

To- Ze 'air on my 'ead.

Not entirely sure why I wrote the address in a French accent.

Any-hoo!

You're getting dyed. In the holidays.
I need a change.

Just letting you know in advance!

Looking forward to it!
Love, Rebekah.
x

To- Phone Ringtones.

Just the one really.
Of the guy next door.
You are so annoying!!

Love (questionable- I'm not feeling much compassion for you), Rebekah.
x

To- Clean Laundry.

Oh how I love you.


Your smell!

Everything about that smell just reminds me of home. Of mum forever asking me to do the laundry, which I hate, but do anyway. Of the methylated spirits and water concoction she uses to spray the clothes she's ironing, and the way she gets to decide what's on tv while the ironing board is out. The gorgeous gardenias and their amazing perfume right next to the clothesline outside. The way the dogs come out to play when you're hanging up washing, thinking its actually easy to throw the ball without it landing on the roof from the little niche the clothesline hides behind. The way our clothes always smell better than other peoples, largely because of the extra cash we splash to buy the eco-friendly powder. And the overall smell of clean, friendly, homeliness.

Of course, it's also delicious how warm the towels are straight from the dryer, I love folding them up, and just holding them a while longer until all the warmth is gone...

Thank you for the memories. And the clean clothes!
Love, Rebekah.
x

To- The Woolworths customers who walked straight past the caeser salad pack on special.

You guys rock.

Just because it was reduced to $3.28 (largely due to the pink stalks inside the pack) and expires tomorrow! Tomorrow is my biggest little brothers birthday, so tomorrow is a special day! Plus, it's 06/06! You just can't beat dates where the month and day are the same!

And I reckon the pink stalks gave it a lovely rustic tone, once you pulled them all out and saved them (for nothing; Just because they expire on a special day doesn't mean we should tempt our immune systems that much)!

And I think maybe the best bit, is that I got my dinner and desert for all under ten bucks! Beat that Curtis Stone! (Who, for all you Americanies is a celebrity chef, who is advertising cheap prices at one of our Aussie supermarkets to 'feed your family for under $10'. And Woolworths is their supermarket rival. Goodness! There's so much culturally different I could keep explaining for ages...)


So yes. Thank you dear customers, afraid of a little pink and a special day.
Happy birthday for tomorrow, Lukey. You old little brother, you. :)

Love, Rebekah.
x

To- Room 612, Block 6, International House, University of Newcastle, Callaghan, NSW, Australia, 2308.

I'm a bit excited! Only 2 more weeks of this room!

After that it's holidays, and hopefully those holidays involve me moving all my stuff out of here and all the way to the other end of the car park!

Oh, I should be so lucky.

It's been nice, you know, being holed up in here for the last 13 weeks or so.
But I'm still looking forward to it ending.

I just don't think it was ever meant to be, you and me.

Love (and much excitement), Rebekah.
x

To- Frozen Peas.

                                                 Just... Thank you.


For helping the clumps of scar tissue and old blood and inflamed muscles in my poor sprained ankle separating and replacing it with fresh, new blood!
You've made the whole land-on-someone-else's-sneaker-all-of-five-minutes-before-half-time-when-we-were-already-a-player-down-and-consequently-causing-me-to-fall-quite-heavily-on-my-outer-ankle-which-despite-being-pretty-awesome-and-squishy-at-the-moment-still-hurts-like-hell-when-I-try-to-move-my-ankle-anything-other-than-up-or-down-a-bit so much betterer! (Betterer applies as a word here because that's what frozen peas just do.)
Oh! And thanks for being so yummy while you're sitting on my ankle just calming everything down. :)

Love, Rebekah.
x