WEEKENDS IN & OUT

Why is that weekends never seem to last as long as the actual week days? We all know the answer to that and yet still manage to complain. My weekends lately have consisted of nothing but school work and somehow I have managed to fit in seeing some friends and spend time with the RC guy. The RC guy has managed to even make that his official trademark and I'm quite surprised it actually fits in with his growing skills of photography and design. 

Not to mention, he is dating a media student who is naturally compelled to making her designs somewhat a lot more professional than others. (OH STOP IT YOU. *self flattery because I'm that sad) But on some occasions, these past two weeks, we've spent quite a fair bit of time together and although I am tired of sharing a very small bed with this fat pudgy panda beside me, I have become accustomed to his body warmth. 

It felt strange to wake up this Tuesday morning without him snoring beside me. 

'Good morning!' are the first two words that I say to him and although half asleep, and eyes still tight closed, he still manages to form a smile across his face. 

And I greet him with a kiss on the cheek. On mornings like this, it's always daunting to start the day because I know that sometime soon, he would have to return back to his actual home and that night I will be alone in the cold winter night shivering. 

We share moments where we believe that perhaps he's going back to the wrong home and maybe that we are inseparable. Sometimes, it sounds crazy enough to be unreal. He and I are like two wandering souls.  We are always on random adventures to nowhere and simply just enjoy the company of each other. 

We came home after I had spent a good three hours in the edit suites, editing a documentary for school. I made steak and we enjoyed a night in watching movies all day. 

That was our Saturday night meal two weeks ago, in the previous week however, after yet once again another Saturday spent in the edit suites, we decided to go out. This time dinning for two at Lazy Moe's in Maribynong. I must say large proportions for the value. Although RC guy did mention that my cooking was a lot more appealing, it wasn't bad for two.

We shared a main meal of chicken parma, a side of wedges to satisfy the previous week's cravings and a lemon lime bitter to which neither of us fully finished. 

The rest of the night we spent playing a game I like to call "Where's J?" I believe that may just be self explanatory where we go in search for our mate J. Drove from Watergardens to Noble Park, to a look out at Endeavour Hills and never ended up going to bed until 5:30am in the morning. I was wrecked for sure and that night I felt RC guy was exhausted too by the way he barely moved and snored. The poor bugger, lucky it was his long weekend in. Goodbyes came around on Monday morning and I felt a sudden rush of sadness up until now, but distance between us will make the time we spend together something I will appreciate more.