Is the term LMAO applicable here?

Sometimes when something bad happens to me, I just can't help but crack up laughing with amusment. Take for example, the results from the subjects I managed to complete in my now-dead Graphic design course:
Subjects done: 16
Subjects passed: 5

^^; That just amused the hell out of me! I could've sworn I'd passed more subjects than that! Ah well, no biggie. Of course the good news about all this is that recieving that letter means that QANTM is now open again, and I can start hassling them about my cheque. I called them yesterday but the woman I wanted to speak to was at a meeting. I gacve 'em my phone number, but if I haven't recieved word by the end of the day I'm going to call them tomorrow. Which reminds me- another job interview tomorrow! Somewhere out Mt. Gravatt way. More telemarketing stuff. *shrugs*

Matters of the heart

So, how do you convince someone you love with all your heart and then some that you do indeed love them? Buy them a box of chocolates? Refuse to detatch your arms from around their waist? Tell them you love them over and over again until you can no longer speak because your throat is bleeding? Even now I'm not sure. ... Make that ESPECIALLY now.

Again, this is related to moving to Melbourne... and the ones I'm leaving behind. The ones who, despite my confidence and reassurences, have mental images of me resorting to becoming a crack whore to live down there. I still don't see what the big deal is... I can look after myself. And I keep saying that I'll leave money for a plane back home in the bank should the need arise. Things would probably be easier if I stayed in Brisbane, but I have one little problem- I'm a travel bug. And now comes the task of tearing myself away from the people I love in order to have an adventure. Whether it's good or bad it'll be an experience, and I can come home any time I like. In the end, it comes down to the fact that I'm doing this because I want to and because I can. And why not? I'm sure I'll be able to get by, and if not, that plane fare is in the bank.

As for the issue of not returning which some are convinced about... this is my home. Of course I'll come back. I'd bet my entire anime collection on me returning... in fact, I *did* bet my entire collection to someone who wasn't very convinced that I would be back home. And aside from my promises, that is the absolute best guarentee I can give.

So if you're one of my concerned Brisvegas mates, dun worry okay? I'm just going for a bit of a working holiday. I'll be getting living away from home allowance and job search money, not to mention the money I have in the bank, so don't worry about finances; and obviously when I'm going to job agencies I'll specify a job that can support me without crushing my spirit. And if you're worried about missing me... well, I'll be missing you too. Very much. However, things like the Internet, phones and postage stamps were invented for a reason. I happen to be your classic stubborn Taurean, so don't think a mere trip to Melbourne will keep me from you.