TRIBUTE

I'm Missing My Sporting Buddy!

Poor woesome me, who was up at 5.45, after an hours sleep - and from a VERY comfortable position - spent the wee hours of yesterday morning trying to stem the floodgates as we waved goodbye to SportingBuddy at the airport as she left for an ENTIRE YEAR in England at a boarding school. Now, this is fantastic; she's going to have the BEST time ever and i'm thrilled for her. However, i'm going to miss her SOOOO much! Who am i going to bore with all of the messes i get myself into? Who will sit with me for hours in the car, just chatting about everything and nothing at all, round and round in circles, simply because we have nowhere better to be? Who will i talk endlessley about the hottness of Joshua Jackson with and receive totaly agreement??!?!!?! I suppose it's needless to stay that i lost the battle against the floodgates and was crying like a baby.

So, as a tribute to my dear SB - and to give her something to read that will (hopefully) cheer her up next time she reads this - here comes a list of all the great things SB is good for and all the fun times we had this year. Any of her english buddies who read this (lol, the internet isn't THAT big!) will know how cool she is. Not just some bogan Aussie!

First and foremost, SB was my 'frees' buddy - we had our anal free, where we all obsessively chucked people's books on the floor to make room for our tiny little free. This free rocked - we watched DVDs on Fridays, just because. We also had our 'big' free (relatively, it was pretty small). This one was the one where we hade ourselves pancakes or toasties or omlette or something for breakfast. Fun times. The countless times we hung out in the leather bags that were our own excuses for bean bags and just completely wasted an hour and a half with a cup of tea and a smidgeon of goss! Lol, who says we ever procrastinated!

Waterpolo! Fun for all, what with the excellent coaching we recieved and all :P Yea, so SB didn't quite make it to as many trainings as Ray and i may have but she sure heard about them :P If memory serves, it was her who made the astute observation that the coach looked like a horse... why didn't i kill her for that? The poor boy is now known as Pharlap!

Our trips to see Lakehouse - which we never actually did! The first time we got all the way there, decided we didn't want to go and drove all the way back to church, via Maccas, with SB experimenting to see whether she could get her feet behind her head while she was in the front seat. She couldn't. On return, we kept one man from his child, one from his Playstation and another from a 21st, because our company was just so irresistable that they didn't want to leave! The second time we went, we got all the way there and then SB and MrMusic decided that we wanted to see You, Me & Dupree instead. Lol, i was NOT a fan of that movie -very cringe worthy.

How about all the times we've sat outside your place? You, with your legs hanging out the window, seat back, totally chilled. I don't think we ever had a constructive conversation but we had fun anyway - at least until it was time to catch Home & Away.

The countless times you've ended up sleeping at mine, because we were having too much fun for you to leave - or you just couldn't be stuffed :P After Holli's - you in your lovely bright green socks and matron uniform. Or all the times you SAID you were at mine, when you weren't? When we were at Bubbles - now, THAT is a memory and a half. Baaaad photos, bad dancing, bad Bubble for telling his sister didn't need his bed that night. Or at Horners? 'Remier all night cannot be good for the system.

Us sharing beds because we were too disorganised to bring enough mattresses always led to hilarity - us stumbling in after a night 'on the town' at Victor, while all our housemates were snoozing, our midnight visitor when we were at Horner's, after Boo (when there was NO spooning!), when we got four onto your single bed at your place, after Donnie Darko when we spend all night watching Will & Grace - and then had to get up at the crack of dawn to deliver phonebooks! Good times.

How about our infamous huge arguments - did Jesus have DNA? The worms have no parents!?! And which way is east? If you swim our from Glenelg, you'll hit Antarctica! All our obsessions - Scared Wierd Little Guys The Alternating Song by SB and Roz, Umbilical Brothers Mister? Can i have a RED balloon?!, 'Dawson's Creek' Joshua Jackson, 'Friends' There are NO felanges on this plane!... we're very strange people.

The incredibly strange fact that your hooking up with a guy i likes led to us being better friends than ever, without even the tiniest fight (which is also strange, seeing as i usually would get pretty stroppy!). The even stranger fact that we like exactly the same guys and you're tendancy to get them made me happy instead of annoyed! And was a great source of amusement for pretty much our whole friendship group (i'm thinking ThePerve, BB, Bubble, Macca, Rudolph... we had serious issues :P). What am i going to do, being the only one to like any new guy? It just won't feel right without the both of us :P

Remember our ridiculous 'super cool after party', with the dancing squirrels? How about the night when we invented the now infamous J&As Game of Cards... that was NOT a good night :P Or after Devil Wears Prada at Georgie's, when you and Roz had that ridiculous wrestling match? The other night when we just arrived at Georgie's with our fingers crossed that she'd be home? All the time syou've been so desparate for company that you've just trailed around behind me as i did errands? Our ridiculous attempts at getting together with the Posse?

Don't forget NYE '06 - our road trip, where we consumed our offerings en route and arrived empty handed. You loosing your sunnies into the Murray and trying to fish them our with a rake and a paint tray. The look on your face as you and Bri bounced along on the Discuit. And i'll thank you a million times over for looking after me when i was upset. You did a great job of calming me down... or at least letting me cry myself out! And when you were crying too, as sad as it was, it showd how much you actually cared, which made me love you more!

What will i do without someone to pay me out all the time (in a good way!). No more late night conversations in french Tous les Garcons!!! and no more code names. Do you remember the Snowman, Lenny and Karl, Shellfish and the giraffe? Who'll pay me out about K-dog (not that there's anything to pay out and nor do i condone the use of that name)? Plus, who'll never let me live down the fact that i actually did what you claimed i did with Bubble on our Boo night?!? In fact, i don't even think you know about that yet :P

It was awful saying good-bye at the airport. I was working on the not crying thing but i don't think i did so well. What am i going to do without you? I know, i'll be right and i'll have a fantastic time - and there's no doubt that you will! But i just wanted to let you know how much i'll miss you and how much i luv ya bubs! Have a FANTASTIC time in England, keep in touch and show everyone over there just how lovely you are.

Any luck and i'll be over there before you leave. Nine months and counting! Can't wait.

Love you!

Annie